Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

Ding Xianyu also opened the drawing in his hand, glanced at it, and then looked at Lin Yunxi who was looking up.

"I just mentioned it to my father, and my father also looked at the picture. He said that as long as it is Princess Rui's project, there is no need to reject it." Ding Xianyu said little, only focusing on the key points.

These words lit up the light of pride in Lin Yunxi's heart.

"Master Ding trusts my project so much?" She couldn't hide the happiness in her heart, it was all shown on her face, and she looked at Ding Xianyu with crooked eyebrows.

Seeing her looking at him like this, even though Ding Xianyu had completely let go of his obsession with her, he still couldn't face her bright and peach-blossom smile, which was so intoxicating that a faint blush crept up on his face.

"My father has seen the projects that you and I have cooperated on, whether it is new grains or the sale of mutton fat, etc., the profits earned are the highest among all the industries of our Ding family. He also said that Princess, you are a generous businessman and are willing to cooperate. or high profits." Ding Xianyu said his father's exact words.

"Ahem, Master Ding is really good at praising others. It seems that I have to give you more benefits in the future, otherwise I won't hear such praises in the future."

Lin Yunxi coughed twice to hide the joy in her heart. Who doesn't like to be praised? She also likes it even if she knows it is flattery.

These words made Ding Xianyu, who was originally taciturn and unsmiling, smile and roll his eyes.

"The princess is already a mother, but she is still so interesting." Ding Xianyu looked at the woman above, she was indeed worthy of the word "interesting".

"Have you ever heard of the term interesting soul? Be an interesting person so that others will like to be near you. Don't always have a cold face."

Lin Yunxi made a point of mentioning to everyone she saw today, because she was in a good mood. She successfully raised money from two companies and now has 100 million taels, which is still short of the money from Prince Gong's palace.

"Okay, I'll listen to the princess." Ding Xianyu thought of the interesting word soul, raised his lips and smiled happily.

At this time, Lin Yunxi looked at Prince Gong's Crown Prince Murong Qi.

"Prince Gong, what about you, what did your father say?" Lin Yunxi looked at Murong Qi expectantly.

"My father said that he supports Prince Rui." Murong Qi was sincere and said Prince Gong's words exactly.

The other two young masters opened their eyes wide when they heard this. Is this a clear support for a prince, something that both Prince Gong and Prince Gong do not shy away from? Both of them are still there.

Lin Yunxi was stunned when she heard this reason. This reason connected her project with Murong Hao's affairs in the court, which seemed a little inappropriate. She just wanted to do business honestly and did not want to get involved in Murong Hao's affairs in the court.

"Prince Gong, is this your only reason? I think business is business, and I don't want to get involved in the court's official affairs." Lin Yunxi also expressed his thoughts.

"That's what my father meant. Of course I don't think so. I'm very optimistic about your project. It seems like a profitable business. Since my father agrees to let me take money from Prince Gong's Mansion, I will become a shareholder. The princess doesn't need to No need to worry, in fact, although our Prince Gong’s family is a member of the royal family, we do not participate in the political affairs of the court."

Murong Qi explained warmly that she was afraid that she would not cooperate with her as her father. It seemed that she was very protective of Prince Rui and knew that the prince could not get too close to her uncle.

"Okay, as long as you don't have that idea, I will still cooperate with you on bricks and mortar matters." Lin Yunxi felt relieved.

Seeing that the three of them had all decided to cooperate with her on the community development project, Lin Yunxi handed the written deed aside in six copies to the three of them. After letting them read the terms clearly, she and the three of them began to sign the deed. He and Murong Qi separately signed a deed for the purchase of bricks and tiles.

After signing the contract, the three of them handed the prepared banknotes to Lin Yunxi.

"Okay, from today on, the four of us are shareholders of Xiyue Lingquan Community. We all cooperate happily." Lin Yunxi collected the banknotes and smiled happily.

"Okay, happy cooperation. When will the construction of the community start?" Luo Jing'an was happy and asked about the time when the construction would start.

"I recently asked my men to find a Feng Shui master. After setting a date, I will inform the three of you. How about we go to the site together to celebrate the start of construction?" Lin Yunxi was very happy thinking that his first real estate project was about to start.

"Okay, I hope it won't be too long. Since you're pregnant, Prince Rui won't trust you to go out."

Luo Jing'an found that the Yunxi in front of her was really capable of tossing people around. A pregnant woman was not in the back house to take good care of her fetus, and she was also going out to discuss business. Prince Rui didn't care about her? He was curious about how the couple got along.

"Don't worry, I will arrange everything before I have the baby."

Lin Yunxi has followed her own plan. Now that she has successfully raised funds, she will start recruiting craftsmen again. However, this matter is easy to handle. There are thousands of farmers in her village. After harvesting this season's grain, some farmers will no longer need to farm. Well, just turn them into craftsmen. It seems that I will be going to Zhuangzi in the near future.

Seeing that she was pregnant, the three of them did not invite her out to celebrate their cooperation. After leaving Prince Rui's Mansion, the three of them went to a restaurant on East Street for lunch together.

That night, Murong Hao returned home on time for his duties. Lin Yunxi tried all kinds of tricks to coax Murong Hao into submission. Finally, she lay softly in the man's arms and said delicately:

"Husband, you promised Xi'er to visit Zhuangzi tomorrow, right?"

Murong Hao had a bad smile on his face. She asked him this question when he returned home. When he promised her to go out to do business a few days ago, he actually included letting her go to Zhuangzi. He didn't expect that she would try to please him tonight. Let him waste her tenderness in vain. This woman is really cute and tight. Is he that unkind? As long as she said a word, he would agree to her various requests. She didn't know that she missed him so much that she was really afraid that he wouldn't let her go out.

"You worked so hard tonight, it would seem stingy of my husband not to let you go." Murong Hao pinched her small and exquisite earlobe. It was soft and felt good.

"Murong Hao, who worked hard, you..." The woman's face was instantly dyed red by the red clouds, and she hid in his chest. It seemed that she had been too proactive just now.

"Xi'er still wants to come?" The two of them were naked and she was thrusting back and forth, and he couldn't stand it.

"No, go to sleep."

She was really afraid of the energy of the dragon fetus. Was the spirit flower really a magical thing that day? Ever since Tian Linghua was put in the refrigerator, he can really have endless fun now. He has more energy than when he was newly married, and he will never get tired of it.

Murong Hao looked at the clock in the bedroom, it seemed to be still early.

"It's still early, for the last time." He said, lifting her chin hidden in his chest.

Looking at the man with scarlet eyes in front of her, Lin Yunxi's eyes could squeeze out water:

"It seems to be quite early. Once is not enough, maybe twice." She began to tease him.

"Little rascal, don't cry for a while." The man rushed forward.

The man really kept his word and really made his woman cry on the crest of his waves. It was not a cry of pain, but...