Rebirth Space Pretty Girl

"Hmph, what if I did it?"

The man's face suddenly showed greed, "This is too beautiful, right? Such beautiful furniture should be able to sell for a lot of money, right?"

"That's none of your business!"

The man touched his chin and suddenly smiled and said, "Father, since you don't have any money for me, then give me this furniture, and I will definitely sell you a good price."

Uncle He's face changed, and his tone was firm: "No, this is already set by the guest. If you take it away, what will I tell the guest!"

"That's your business. If it's a big deal, you can do it again. I don't care. This stage is so beautiful, so I'll take it away."

The corners of Murong Lingran's mouth twitched violently, and eating melons actually came to him.

His face suddenly sank, he quickly pushed open the courtyard door, and said coldly, "Stop!"

The man was stunned when he touched the hand of the mirror, and when he saw the person who came in suddenly, he raised his head and said arrogantly, "Who are you? I take the things in my house, what's your business?"

Uncle He immediately scolded: "They are guests, and they are not allowed to be rude!"

"Guest?" The man turned his head and mocked: "What about the guest? Can the guest take care of my family?"

Murong Lingran sneered and said, "I don't care about the affairs of your family, but I ordered the things in your hand, and I have already paid the deposit. Yes, but it hasn't been delivered to my house. You take my things and want to sell them without authorization, do you think I can handle them?"

The man was stunned and looked at Uncle He to confirm, "Father, is what she said true?"

Uncle He snorted coldly, "Why is she lying to you as a child?"

Hearing the words, the man withdrew his hand, looked at the clothes of Murong Lingran's family, and glanced at the novel furniture in the yard. Thinking of what they said just now, he suddenly became concerned.

"Father, since you have guests, I'll leave first." After speaking, he ran out anxiously.

Murong Lingran looked at his eyes just now and frowned slightly.

For some reason, I always felt that he would not give up so easily.

Uncle He said apologetically, "Sorry, that's my unsatisfactory stepson, I'll let you guys see a joke."

Murong Zhe shook his head, "How can I laugh at Uncle He, how similar our experiences are, don't you laugh at myself?"

When old man Zhuang came to see him a few days ago, he briefly said a few things about the Murong family. Knowing that he was thinking of his past self, the atmosphere was awkward, so he hurriedly changed the subject, "You guys came just in time, I'll take care of every kind of furniture. More than one piece has been done, you can take a look."

Seeing a few people behind him, he asked suspiciously, "Who are these?"

Murong Lingran introduced them one by one: "They are my eldest brother, second brother and third brother."

"Hello, Grandpa He."

"Hello." Uncle He nodded, "Then take a closer look. If you have any dissatisfaction, feel free to say it. I can change it if I can, and I can redo it if I can't."

Murong Zhe said: "Okay, Uncle He, you are busy first, we can see for ourselves."

Shitou was very sensible. After they had finished speaking, he came out and greeted Murong Lingran, before burying his head in the wood again.

But before Murong Lingran could read them all, Uncle He's stepson broke into the courtyard with an arrogant expression.

Murong Zong and Murong Xuan hurriedly stood in front of their father and younger siblings, glaring at the approaching person vigilantly.