บท 287: Dead

Chapter 287 - The Dead

A peddler was someone with a brain. After all, when he came out to do business, one's sight and expression was the most important.

As expected, the moment he said these words, the handsome man lowered his voice and asked the beautiful Madam by his side: "Do you like A Rong?"

He had never seen them before. They coveted the freshness of the moment, so it didn't hurt to buy one.

Xuanyuan Chen saw Xie Qingrong nod her head obediently, and took out two taels of silver from her chest without hesitation.

The hand that was holding onto Xuanyuan Chen's arm initially was holding onto a small rabbit made of ice sculptures. Although Xuanyuan Chen was a little disappointed in his heart, he still dutifully helped Xie Qingrong to hold the umbrella.

After passing by a certain place, Xie Qingrong's footsteps paused, she immediately grabbed onto Xie Qingrong's slender waist, and whispered into her ear: "Did A Rong discover anything?"