After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

Feng Qiwu heard Wen Ranyan's few words, but he had already figured out all her thoughts.

It was truly a wonderful and novel idea that he had never thought of before. However, after she said it, he felt that it was a great idea.

For a building as big as this, there is no need to stick to selling just one thing; it is better to let a hundred flowers bloom.

Guests can come in to eat something first, and after eating and drinking, they can go upstairs to stroll around to digest the food and buy some necessary things. If they are really tired, they can go to the quiet teahouse to drink tea and enjoy the view.

You can visit many places without walking too far. Once such an ideal building is built, you will surely be reluctant to leave.

Feng Qiwu's eyes were shining, and there seemed to be a flash of admiration, but more of it was undisguised madness and plunder, and even more fierce aggression hidden in it.

"I just want to make myself more comfortable and earn some more money." Wen Ranyan looked into his eyes and spoke very casually.

Feng Qiwu met the bewitching light in her charming eyes, and his throat couldn't help but roll. He put his arms around her slender waist, moved closer to her, and bit her earlobe wantonly.

After a long while, he leaned over to her ear and whispered, "This is also a laborious task. Have you decided what kind of people to recruit?"

The glow penetrated, illuminating the white walls on all sides.

The two people's entangled figures were reflected on the white wall. Wen Ranyan moaned softly because of his bite, and the corners of her eyes suddenly became sparkling, just like a stream of spring water, so beautiful that it was overwhelming.

Wen Ranyan softened in his arms, her hands wrapped around his neck, but her fingertips were stroking the back of his neck.

When ripples appeared, she smiled seductively, cunningly and maliciously, truly bewitchingly beautiful.

She leaned over and whispered softly in his ear: "Sister Shen has a group of poor women under her command. I decided to recruit them. However, I have to talk to Sister Shen about this matter and get her consent."

That group of unfortunate women were brought up very well by Shen Zhixiang. They had all suffered a lot but were unwilling to bow to this world. They were hardworking and now were working even harder to break out of this cannibalistic world.

It is really difficult for women to make a name for themselves in this world. Many shops do not hire female workers, and women doing business will be criticized. All the thorns and hardships seem to be driving women back to those cannibalistic houses, to get married, have children, serve their parents-in-law, take care of their husbands and children, and become shadow puppet informants who are controlled by others all their lives.

But the more this happens, the more people want to struggle out of this quagmire.

Women like these, if you give them a rope and a good opportunity, will work hard to climb up at all costs, work harder and better than anyone else, and won't cause too much worry for others.

Wen Ranyan thought quietly, with a strange smile in her eyes, like a demon that controls people's hearts.

She continued calmly, "If they save enough money, they can rent a shop from me and become the boss themselves. I believe they have this ambition."

The Juxian Building is big enough. By then, we can do business and collect rent. It’s so happy just thinking about it.

Feng Qiwu bit her lips and said in a deep voice, "Sister Shen, Sister Shen, you are calling me so affectionately."

Wen Ranyan stroked his face with amusement, her lips slightly parted, her orchid-like scent floating in his ears, "I just said so much, and you only remember these three words?"

Feng Qiwu glanced at her sideways, his thin lips pressed against her winding fingers, his deep eyes staring at her without blinking, his expression full of gloom: "You said these three words twice."

Wen Ranyan raised her eyebrows, looked at him with more amusement, and said, "Feng Qiwu, you are not right, Sister Shen is a girl, do you know what you look like now?"

Feng Qiwu stared at her intently, and moved his thin lips: "Like what?"

Wen Ranyan leaned close to his ear and smiled charmingly: "It's like spilled thousand-year-old vinegar, very sour, there is also a smell in the air, can you smell it?"

Hearing that she was teasing him, Feng Qiwu narrowed his deep black eyes. He grabbed her slender waist and pressed her against the window. Then, he leaned in close to her, giving her a strong sense of hot oppression.

"Tease me?" Feng Qiwu laughed, but his hands were rubbing her waist hard.

The carved sandalwood window was wide open, and Wen Ranyan's upper body was pressed against it, leaning toward the window.

In the bright sunlight, a gleam of light fell into her almond-shaped eyes, and in an instant she was like spring water shrouded in mist, full of charm and interest. The gauze red dress was blown open by the wind, revealing her collarbone as white as fat.

"It's just a joke, what do you want?" Wen Ranyan wrapped her arms around his neck to prevent him from falling.

Feng Qiwu bit her collarbone and let out a sexy laugh, "Of course I have to punish you."

If someone looked up at this moment, they would be able to see the two of them entwined.

After hearing this, Wen Ranyan broke free from his arms like a fox, pulled out a piece of her clothing belt and covered his eyes with it. Then, she ran away in the blink of an eye, her sleeves fluttering, and her charming voice was carried into the wind.

"Punishment? You should catch me first."

Feng Qiwu stood where he was. His eyes were bound by his belt and he could not see anything clearly, but the sounds he heard became clearer and sharper.

There was the sound of wind, voices, and the sound of her slow footsteps running past.

Feng Qiwu curled her lips slightly. The young man in red had his eyes bound, but he did not look embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked even more charming.

Since she loves to play so much, he will accompany her to the end.

However, if he catches her later, he will definitely not show mercy and will make her say what he likes to hear over and over again in her soft mouth.

Wen Ranyan ran to the third floor and hid behind a screen.

Light-colored gauze was hung around the embroidered screen with flowers and birds. When the breeze blew, the gauze dragged on the ground like mist. She gently twisted a corner of the gauze with her hand, and suddenly, a compelling breath rushed over.

Through the gauze, Wen Ranyan seemed to be sticking to a hot chest.

Wen Ranyan looked back suddenly and saw Feng Qiwu approaching silently without her noticing.

His eyes were bound with a belt, and he stood not far from her, with his thin red lips slightly curled. Even though she couldn't see the look in his eyes, she could tell how sharp and menacing he was at the moment, like a dangerous ghost.

Wen Ranyan smiled for a long time, her soft body was hidden in the crepe, the golden bells on her ankles kept ringing, and her steps were ethereal and ghostly, confusing people's hearts bit by bit.

Feng Qiwu seemed to be confused and stood there without moving.

Wen Ranyan was propped up in a piece of gauze, with only a pair of sly and charming eyes secretly peeking out. In the chaotic light, she seemed to only see the gauze floating in the wind, and Feng Qiwu's figure was looming there.

But the next second, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Wen Ranyan's eyes flickered, and just as she was about to move her feet, a pair of large hands suddenly grasped her waist tightly through the gauze.

The force was so great that she couldn't break free.

"caught you."

Feng Qiwu's smiling voice brushed past her ears. Even through the thin gauze, it sounded even more excited and violent than usual, as if it wanted to devour her completely.