NOVEL NEXT Chapter 100 Negotiations Go Well
Master An tapped his fingers lightly on the table, thought for a long time, and finally nodded slightly and said: "You kid, you have thought carefully. Okay, I will follow your words."
The two had a pleasant discussion, with a relaxed smile on Shen Lang's face. After bidding farewell to Master An, he returned to Zhou Qingxuan with brisk steps.
At this time, Zhou Qingxuan was standing in the courtyard, the breeze blowing her hair, and there was a trace of uneasiness and expectation in her eyes.
Seeing Shen Lang return, she hurriedly greeted him, her eyes full of questioning.
Shen Lang looked at Zhou Qingxuan with a smile and nodded gently, indicating that everything was going well, which made Zhou Qingxuan's originally worried heart finally relax.
The spirit mine contract was successfully brought back to the Zhou family by Zhou Qingxuan.
Mrs. Zhou happily accepted the contract, but when she saw that the beneficiary was Zhou Qingxuan, her face instantly turned gloomy. She pointed at Zhou Qingxuan and loudly accused: "You girl, why do you care so little about the Zhou family? This spiritual mine How can the contract only contain your name?"
Zhou Qingxuan's eyes widened, she looked at Mrs. Zhou in disbelief, and said aggrievedly: "What does this have to do with it? Isn't it okay to just have this contract?"
Mrs. Zhou didn't listen to the explanation at all and continued to shout angrily: "You still dare to quibble! You are obviously selfish and only think about yourself!"
Old Mrs. Zhou didn't listen to the explanation at all, and became more and more aggressive. She put her hands on her hips, widened her eyes, and shouted in an increasingly sharp voice: "Don't be so sweet-talking and say something for the sake of the Zhou family. I tell you, you must sign today." This transfer letter changes the beneficiary to the Zhou family, otherwise you will be the sinner of the Zhou family! "
Zhou Qingxuan looked at her unreasonable grandmother who had no regard for family affection at all. Her heart felt as if countless sharp knives had been slashed through it, and she was filled with endless disappointment.
Just when Zhou Qingxuan was filled with disappointment and didn't know what to do, Shen Lang stepped forward and spoke for her.
Shen Lang looked seriously, looked directly at Mrs. Zhou, and said righteously: "Mrs. Zhou, it is really unfair for you to force Qingxuan like this. How much Qingxuan paid for this spiritual mine contract, you Can't you see? She only cares about the Zhou family, but you don't trust her so much. How can she not be disappointed? "
Mrs. Zhou glared angrily and retorted: "As an outsider, what qualifications do you have to talk here! This is a family matter of our Zhou family!"
Shen Lang showed no fear and continued: "It is precisely because I am an outsider that I can see more clearly. If you insist on letting down Qingxuan's sincerity, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the Zhou family to have someone who is so sincere for the family in the future. "
Shen Lang's words were so loud that Mrs. Zhou was speechless for a moment.
At this moment, a secret letter from Zhou Kai was delivered to Mrs. Zhou.
In the letter, Zhou Kai used a tearful tone to cry out in pain and pretended to be wronged. He described himself as extremely miserable, as if he had suffered great injustice and suffering.
After reading the letter, the old lady couldn't help but frown, and mocked with disgust: "How old are you, but you still behave like a child? You just cry and cry all day long, and you have no future!"
After saying that, Mrs. Zhou ignored Shen Lang and paid no attention to the situation in front of her. She only had concern for her grandson in her eyes. She turned around and hurried towards Zhou Kai's residence with hurried steps.
Shen Lang and Zhou Qingxuan were left standing there with complicated expressions.
Shen Lang frowned, his eyes full of dissatisfaction with Mrs. Zhou's unfair treatment.
Zhou Qingxuan looked lonely, biting her lip gently, feeling even more disappointed with her grandmother.
As a collateral descendant of the Zhou family, Zhou Qingxuan's status in the family has always been quite low.
As a direct descendant of the Zhou family, Zhou Kai is favored and valued by the family.
Zhou Kai tried to use her as a furnace.
Regarding this matter, the attitude of the family was neither objection nor support, and they adopted a completely indifferent attitude.
They seem to feel that this is just a small matter within the family and not worth taking a stand on.
This indifferent attitude made Zhou Qingxuan feel extremely chilled, as if she was just a pawn in this family who could be sacrificed at will, and no one cared about her feelings and fate.
In the evening, Xuantian Sect was shrouded in a soft sunset, and the breeze blew gently.
Zhou Qingxuan and Shen Lang were practicing with each other in the empty martial arts field. Their figures intertwined in the afterglow, and their clothes were soaked with sweat.
At this moment, a disciple hurriedly came to report: "Senior Sister Zhou Qingxuan, Senior Brother Shen Lang, someone from the An family is here."
The two stopped and looked at each other, full of doubts in their hearts.
An attendant of the An family stepped forward respectfully, handed over a beautiful letter, and said: "This is the invitation letter to the auction that my master asked me to send. Please be sure to appreciate it, Miss Zhou Qingxuan and Mr. Shen Lang."
Zhou Qingxuan took the invitation and opened it, with a somewhat overwhelmed look on her face.
She frowned slightly, turned to look at Shen Lang, and whispered: "Shen Lang, what should we do? I don't know what the An family's auction is for."
Shen Lang took the invitation and looked at it carefully. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Don't panic yet."
The Eighth Senior Brother who was watching the battle came over with a gentle smile on his face, gently patted Zhou Qingxuan on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Junior Sister Qingxuan, don't panic. Senior Brother will go with you, and you will be able to Keep you safe."
Zhou Qingxuan raised her head, her eyes full of gratitude, and said, "Thank you, Eighth Senior Brother, I feel much more at ease with you here."
The Eighth Senior Brother nodded and said, "You're welcome. We come from the same sect and should look after each other."
Shen Lang also echoed: "With Brother Eight going together, I believe this auction trip will be much smoother."
At night, the Zhou family's courtyard was silent, with only a few lanterns swaying in the wind, emitting dim light, reflecting the swaying shadows of the trees in the courtyard.
The whole courtyard seemed to be shrouded in a hazy veil, which looked particularly gloomy.
The housekeeper hurriedly crossed the courtyard, looking anxious, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and trotted all the way to the main hall.
His footsteps seemed particularly clear in this quiet night, breaking the original tranquility.
At this time, Mrs. Zhou was sitting on the armchair in the main hall, closing her eyes, twisting a string of Buddhist beads in her hands, and muttering something.
Her face was full of wrinkles, and she looked even more vicissitudes in the dim light.
The housekeeper walked into the main hall and reported breathlessly: "It's bad! I just got the news that the An family sent an invitation to the auction, inviting Zhou Qingxuan."
Old Mrs. Zhou suddenly opened her eyes, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and she slammed the table and shouted angrily: "What? They actually invited that girl!"
Her face was gloomy, her brows were tightly knitted together, and her eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.
"What do you think we should do?" The housekeeper asked cautiously, his body trembling slightly, and he didn't dare to raise his head, for fear of angering Old Mrs. Zhou.