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Nowadays, Jiang Wan has more and more shops under his control. Every city has Wansige Yishengtang and branches that are warm in winter and cool in summer.

Most of them are managed by the orphans whom Jiang Wan ordered Qiuniang to treat.

Even those hired from outside are managed by these people.

Jiang Wan looked helplessly at the stacked ledgers, but she instantly became excited when she saw the profit amount on them.

Fidgeting with the abacus in her hand, Jiang Wan was busy until she noticed a slight soreness in her back.

Only then did she get up and stretch her muscles.

"Girl, the remaining slaves can take care of it for you."

Seeing Jiang Wan's tired look, Qiuniang suddenly felt heartbroken.

Her girl deserves to be pampered.

"Let this go first, I'll figure it out later."

Jiang Wan stretched out calmly. It was rare that it didn't continue to snow outside today.

Instead, the sun came out and it was warm and comfortable.

Jiang Wan thought about going out for a walk, but as soon as she went out, she saw Mu Xiang, Ganze, Zuo Tingting and others pulling her.

"Isn't she your senior sister? Mr. Gan, you must be lying to me."

Zuo Tingting didn't believe that Mu Xiang and Gan Ze were an unmarried couple, and she pursed her lips angrily.

Gan Ze lowered his head feebly, "She is both my senior sister and my fiancée since childhood.

It's just that she was too young, and the master kept the matter a secret because he was afraid that something unexpected would happen that would affect his reputation.

I also hope that Miss Zuo won’t tell anyone. Miss Zuo won’t do anything to ruin her marriage, right? "

Gan Ze's tone was unpleasant, and every word fell clearly into Miss Zuo's ears.

Zuo Tingting couldn't believe it. She looked at Mu Xiang blankly, "Tell me."

"Miss Zuo, there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world."

Does Mu Xiang really not understand why Gan Ze is so attractive?

Love is different for different people.

In Mu Xiang's eyes, being strong and making a lot of money is far more important than finding a good-looking husband.

However, Zuo Tingting thought Mu Xiang was acquiescing. She glanced at Gan Ze sadly, with tears in her big eyes.

"I just said I should strike first, and as expected, someone got on first!"

Crowd: ...

After saying that, she covered her heart and took a few steps back sadly, "Senior Sister Muxiang, you have such good taste."

Muxiang:? ? ?

There's something wrong with this style of painting.

Mu Xiang asked blankly: "Miss Zuo, what are you..."

"It's nothing."

Zuo Tingting was still a little regretful, so she turned to Gan Ze, "Mr. Gan, do you have any brothers in your family?"

This Mr. Gan looks so in line with her aesthetic taste.

Ganze:......

"My mother gave birth to me."

Gan Ze was right in saying that, his mother indeed only gave birth to him.

As a little palace maid, being favored by the emperor is enough to show that Gan Ze's mother is not bad in appearance.

Gan Ze naturally looks good.

Hearing this, Zuo Tingting became even more disappointed, and she patted Mu Xiang on the shoulder with a serious word.

"Senior Sister Muxiang, you must cherish it."

After saying that, he turned around and left with the maid, leaving Mu Xiang and Gan Ze confused.

However, after watching the whole process, Jiang Wan suddenly realized that Zuo Tingting didn't like Gan Ze very much.

She is afraid that she is a beauty control person.

Mu Xiang and Gan Ze looked back and met Jiang Wan's thoughtful eyes.

Gan Ze quickly handed over his hand and said, "Master, this disciple has already taken care of this matter."

"Ah."

Jiang Wan used the cover of her sleeves to take out a mask from the space, "Your appearance is indeed eye-catching.

If you want less trouble, you can wear this mask. "

Just in time to avoid Prince Nanchuan looking for him.

Hearing this, Gan Ze happily took it and said in a cheerful tone: "Thank you, Master!"

"Master, where is mine?"

Mu Xiang looked at Jiang Wan expectantly, and Jiang Wan said helplessly: "You don't need it right now, so I'm not prepared."

The only space left was the remaining mask of herself.

"Ok."

Mu Xiang lowered her head in despair. Gan Ze noticed something was wrong with her, and a trace of guilt emerged in his heart.

After being separated from Jiang Wan, Gan Ze comforted Mu Xiang, "Sister, don't be sad, I'll give you this mask.

I'll just go out and buy a mask. "

"Master gave this to you, are you really willing to give it up?"

Mu Xiang looked at Gan Ze in surprise, her heart felt warm, as if she was surrounded by something.

If it were her, she would definitely be reluctant to give away what her master gave her.

"I can't bear it for my neighbor, but I can bear it for my senior sister."

Gan Ze answered her truthfully, which made Mu Xiang smile, "Forget it.

This is given to you by the master, take it with you, I look so ordinary.

No one will take anything from me, no need to wear a mask. "

"Sister, please don't belittle yourself."

Gan Ze looked at Mu Xiang and realized that the senior sister was indeed not a beauty.

Perhaps because she had not lived a good life since childhood, Mu Xiang's skin color was not considered fair.

But as Jiang Wan has been eating well these days, her body has recovered.

The wheat-colored skin and ordinary facial features are not eye-catching, but they give people a sense of vitality.

She is like an inconspicuous grass, growing wantonly.

"Okay, the patients from Yishengtang are still waiting for us." Muxiang urged Ganze to leave quickly.

The master was busy these days. After finishing the homework left by the master, they wanted to go to the drug store to learn more.

Of course Jiang Wan would not stop her. When she returned to the room after some exercise, Qiuniang was fiddling with her abacus.

"Qiu Niang, take a rest."

Jiang Wan is not a cold-hearted person, although she knows that she is constantly being assimilated by ancient times.

But Qiuniang is more than just a servant to her. She doesn't think that Qiuniang has to pay everything for her if she saves her.

"Girl, I'm not tired, slave."

Qiuniang stopped fiddling with the abacus, and Jiang Wan caught a glimpse of her fingertips trembling.

"You don't move."

She grabbed Qiuniang's wrist, pressed her fingertips under her pulse, and her expression changed in the next second.

"Also said it's okay."

"I often fiddle with the abacus and embroider, and my wrists are just tired."

Qiuniang tried her best to smile, not wanting Jiang Wan to worry, but Jiang Wan finished taking her left hand and then her right hand.

After a few breaths, she turned away Qiuniang's plan with a straight face, "Your wrists are all strained.

It's usually painful and numb, and my arms are weak. If I drag on any longer, I'll lose my hand.

You are not allowed to touch these these days, take a good rest. "

"Girl, it's not that serious."

Qiuniang shook her wrist, "Look, it's okay..."

creak...

The joints of her wrists creaked, and even the expression on her face froze.

Jiang Wan glared at her angrily, took her hand and said:

"Qiuniang, you are very rich, don't you want to take care of the house for me?"

"Slave, of course, that's what I want."

Qiuniang didn't expect that her forced composure would be seen by the girl.

For her master to care about her so much, everything was worth it.

"Take this recipe, go get some medicine and drink it, and then settle the score with me after your hand is healed."

Jiang Wan was quite familiar with this disease in her previous life. After all, so many office workers suffered from "keyboarding" in her previous life.

Qiuniang's hand was in such a condition, so she naturally had to cure it for her.