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After finishing a bowl of jelly, Second Uncle Cheng took out a booklet from his sleeve.

"Little Jiang, you have a straightforward temper, and my second uncle likes it. This is the sales progress of the mirror in half a month."

The first batch of mirrors had already begun to flow into Dafeng. Second Uncle Cheng was very cautious, fearing to draw the attention of the royal family, so he deliberately had people transport them to branches in several developed prefectures.

Of course, this sales data is also somewhat delayed.

Jiang Wan took it and glanced at it casually, the mirror burst into flames, and it was naturally a hot seller.

She quickly handed the brochure to Second Uncle Cheng, "Uncle Second, I believe you.

It's better to wait for the general booklet to be ready and then send it together for calculation. "

"atmosphere!"

Second Uncle Cheng gave Jiang Wan a thumbs up again, and couldn't help but say to Song Jiuyuan before leaving:

"Your lord is lucky to marry Xiao Jiang, you have to treat her better, otherwise I won't agree!"

In the beginning, it was a simple cooperative relationship, but now Second Uncle Cheng has a little more admiration for Jiang Wan.

Song Jiuyuan raised his chin proudly, and said reservedly: "It is indeed my king's blessing."

Seeing what he said, Second Uncle Cheng was surprised.

What a proud person Song Jiuyuan used to be. Sure enough, once a person meets love, he will change.

Cheng Jin helped Second Uncle Cheng leave, and Song Jiuyuan suppressed the smile on his face.

"Wanwan, the Cheng family is trustworthy now, but it doesn't mean they will be trustworthy in the future. You are right to do so."

"Yes, being strong is the last word."

Jiang Wan smiled and took out another contract from her sleeve, "Let's have a look."

"Wanwan, we will be husband and wife soon, so we don't need to be separated so clearly?"

Song Jiuyuan hesitated, "What's mine is yours, and my people are at your disposal."

"Brothers are still in the clear."

Jiang Wan said bluntly: "If one day you treat me badly, if we make up..."

"Will not."

Song Jiuyuan panicked, "Wanwan, I won't treat you badly, and we will never make up."

"I mean if."

After all, Jiang Wan is a modern person. After modern marriages, marriage discord and divorce abound.

She was sure that she and Song Jiuyuan were in love at the moment, but she couldn't be sure that he would not change forever.

"No ifs."

Song Jiuyuan's face darkened, obviously a little angry, "Wanwan, you still don't believe me."

Jiang Wan was choked, and Song Jiuyuan could tell that she was really sad. This is the ideological gap between modern people and ancient people.

In the eyes of the ancients, even if they do not love each other after marriage, women should not reconcile and divorce, but bear the burden of humiliation.

But Jiang Wan was not such a person. Looking at Song Jiuyuan's persistent eyes, Jiang Wan felt depressed and uncomfortable.

"Song Jiuyuan, it's not that I don't believe you."

The two were deadlocked, and Song Jiuyuan, who used to always compromise, didn't speak first this time.

He picked up a pen and signed his name on the deed, then got up and left without saying a word.

Looking at his back, Jiang Wan felt irritated for no reason.

Qiu Niang came to clear the table, seeing Jiang Wan's distraught appearance, she felt a little distressed.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

"Qiu Niang, am I really wrong?"

Jiang Wan murmured, with a bitter heart, since the reconciliation, it was indeed Song Jiuyuan who had been accommodating her.

But this time, she clearly realized that there was still a generation gap between them.

"Girl, this servant only hopes that you can be happy."

Qiuniang's tone was gentle, "My lord loves you the most, so I'm not necessarily angry with you right now.

When you rest, he will definitely come back to find you. "

"I don't want to go out today."

Jiang Wan returned to her room irritably, and after a while, she heard noises in the yard.

It's Song Yi.

Jiang Wan couldn't help but looked around, but didn't see any familiar figure.

Song Yi whispered: "Miss Jiang, the prince's mansion has something to do, so I didn't come here."

"Oh."

Disappointed, Jiang Wan brought the man into the pharmacy, and then watched them move the jade away.

Back in the space again, Jiang Wan was lying on the table, and she scratched her hair irritably.

It was also at this time that Jiang Wan clearly realized that Song Jiuyuan had reached the point where she could control her emotions.

"Master, the man who loves you is in bad luck for the rest of his life."

The little elf opened his mouth quietly, making Jiang Wanlei's body burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, "Little elf, who taught you this?"

"No need to teach, there are many examples in the story book, Tongzi thinks the master is right.

Property should be divided properly. Many scumbags will not distribute property to women after they change their minds. "

Jiang Wan never expected that the system would be on her side, she was full of surprise.

"If you say that, I don't seem to feel so guilty."

This was in ancient times, and Song Jiuyuan was the prince. If that day really came, Jiang Wan might not be able to escape from her grasp.

So she was right!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wan kept brainwashing herself, getting a little tired after washing, and fell asleep directly in the space.

She was awakened by the urgent knock on the door outside, and when she left the space, she heard Qiuniang's urgent voice.

"Girl, is there someone from the Shangshu Mansion?!"

"what?!!"

Jiang Wan woke up instantly in shock. She glanced at her messy appearance, and changed a set of clothes calmly.

Qiu Niang was bubbling anxiously, "Girl, why are you not in a hurry?"

"No hurries."

Jiang Wan snorted softly, and after a moment of panic, Jiang Wan was already awake.

"I don't rely on the Shangshu Mansion now, I live in a house I bought myself.

No matter who comes, I'm not afraid, come, dress me up, I want them to know that I'm doing well. "

When Qiuniang heard what Jiang Wan said, she was immediately enlightened.

"The girl is right. No matter how bad it is, the prince is still here. What are you afraid of?"

Mentioning Song Jiuyuan, Jiang Wan felt lost for no reason. She took a pair of earrings from the table, put them on, got up and said:

"Let's go, go and meet the people from the Shangshu Mansion."

"Girl, those people came in and looked around, with a high-ranking attitude, and the slave girl asked the other party's identity.

The man said that you don't know how to discipline your servants, and your servants don't look like good stubble to them. "

"Don't worry, I know how to deal with them."

Jiang Wan sneered, she was not the original owner who let them waste her time.

Since there are people who rush to abuse her when she is in a bad mood, how can Jiang Wan relieve her anger if she doesn't abuse them severely?

Soon, they arrived at the front hall, and Jiang Wan heard disdainful discussions from a distance.

"This Jiang Wan is still useless in Jiuzhou, and she even broke up with the prince.

Do you really think that you can make skin care products with confidence?An idiot! "

"The second girl is right."

The maid next to her echoed in a low voice, "Eldest girl is not worthy of carrying shoes for second girl.

If it wasn't for some usefulness, the master wouldn't let the second girl come over. "

"This place is too poor. I will leave here immediately after I get the prescription."

This slightly familiar voice was full of disgust, Jiang Wan dragged out this character from memory.

It turned out to be Jiang Yan, the concubine daughter Jiang Yan who was born to Xu Xian in Shangshufu's Fuzheng. Now that her biological mother is being Fuzheng, she is also considered a half-law daughter.