Chapter 87: Evil slave deceives others

Xia Qianqian ran all the way, but the journey was too far away and her physical strength was limited, so she had to run and walk all the way, and finally left the Xia family brothers behind and rushed to the Gu family first.
"I want to see your young master." Xia Qianqian exhausted and supported the stone lion in front of Gu's house, panting.
"Why it's you again? Hurry up!" When the concierge saw Xia Qianqian, he waved the broom and drove people away.
Xia Qianqian was patted by the oncoming broom before he could relax. She was a little confused, holding her head back and forth: "Hey, why are you hitting people?"
"It's you!" The porter sneered. "Our wife said, don't wait for someone to dirty the door of Gu's house."
"I'm not a mess, I'm a friend of your three young masters!"
"Friend? Oh, you can really put gold on your face."
The doorman's broom swung more vigorously, and Xia Qianqian kept backing away. While hiding, she opened her voice and shouted: "Gu Changsheng! Gu Changsheng!"
"Bold, you dare to call our three young masters by their names!"
"Gu Changsheng, Gu Changsheng..."
Xia Qianqian continued to shout without fear of death, if she missed today, her tiles would really not be sold. She must struggle again!
Finally, the door of Gu's house opened, and Gu Changsheng appeared behind the door, his icy eyes on the doorman: "Stop!"
"Three young masters." The concierge hurriedly stopped, and turned around and bowed to Gu Changsheng respectfully.
"Gu Changsheng, you have finally come out." Xia Qianqian walked around the concierge and ran towards Gu Changsheng, "Your servant is too fierce and almost broke my sample tile."
She took out the sample tile from the broken baggage and handed it to Gu Changsheng.
Gu Changsheng took a deep look at her and took the sample tile.
Xia Qianqian Ai Ai waited for the judgment result: "Master Gu, many people in your town have used my tiles. The quality is really good..."
Damn--
Gu Changsheng suddenly threw the tiles to the ground, and the tiles split in an instant. Xia Qianqian was taken aback by surprise, and she stuttered: "Gu, Gu Yanjing..."
"Ok?"
"Master Gu!"
Xia Qianqian slapped herself, why did she call her wrong again?
"Why are you throwing my tiles?"
"Try the quality." Gu Changsheng said faintly, his beautiful eyebrows without waves.
Xia Qianqian became even more nervous: "Then, what do you think?"
Gu Changsheng looked at Xia Qianqian: "What do you think?"
"I think it's good!" Xia Qianqian straightened her back and said confidently.
Gu Changsheng said: "I don't want you to think, I want me to think."
Xia Qianqian: "!!!"
"Your hand is bleeding." Gu Changsheng took Xia Qianqian's hand, her index finger was cut at some point, and the blood flowing out had solidified and stuck to the skin.
"Does it hurt?" Gu Changsheng asked.
Xia Qianqian shook his head: "It doesn't hurt or feels."
"Because it is too cold, your hands are frozen..." Gu Changsheng's voice gradually lowered, and his low eyebrows covered his distress.
It was freezing cold, she was still running around selling tiles, and she didn't know if she had cut her hands. Xia Qianqian, is this the freedom you want? Leave me, why did you make yourself so embarrassed?
"Master Gu, my tile...can you buy it?" Xia Qianqian asked cautiously. On the thin face, the and white eyes are watery and full of longing.