135 Ming Zhiyan Leading the Bulls
The scene of so many bulls walking together on the street was too shocking. The effect was like ten top-class supercars exploding on the street in modern times. This combination still attracted the attention of the people on the street. While the crowd made way for the bulls, they also looked at them in astonishment.
They looked at the team of ten bulls walking in front of them and were extremely shocked. In this day and age, they had never heard of anyone who could afford ten bulls. The crowd’s tears of admiration flowed down from the corners of their mouths.
However, what shocked them even more was the handsome young man leading the bulls.
The young man had red lips and white teeth. He wore a long white robe. His brows and eyes were like paintings, and his temperament was cold. He was like a God.
However, this person who looked like a banished Immortal was leading the oxen that walked in front of them with their heads held high. No matter how they looked at it, it was strange.
Someone recognized that the person leading the oxen was Ming Zhiyan. The county magistrate of this county was as shocked as if he had seen a ghost.
“Is… is that the county magistrate?”
“Maybe… maybe… maybe… right?”
“So why is the county magistrate leading so many oxen?”
“Could he be helping Miss Jian?”
Therefore, everyone’s eyes turned to Jian Qingqing.
Jian Qingqing used to set up stalls on the street and later opened a shop, so many people in the county had bought things from her. They recognized Jian Qingqing.
“The relationship between the county magistrate and Miss Jian is really good. Miss Jian must be more than ten years old, right?”
She had eaten well and slept well this year, so Jian Qingqing grew rapidly. She was finally 1.4 meters tall, a little taller than the other nine-year-old girls.
“Yeah, I wonder what the relationship between Lord Ming and Miss Jian is…”
Everyone was discussing them. Although Jian Qingqing looked as steady as an old dog on the surface, she was panicking in her heart. Help, this is too embarrassing. She wondered if Ming Zhiyan was feeling embarrassed.
She turned her head to look at him. Hmm, he was still so graceful and elegant. She could not tell anything from his expressionless face.
Ming Zhiyan glanced at her and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Jian Qingqing stammered, “It’s just… Hmm… Don’t you think the way they look at us is very strange?”
Ming Zhiyan looked around and said helplessly, “Don’t care too much about other people’s opinions.”
Jian Qingqing lowered her head and said, “Oh.”
On the second floor of a silver shop, Song Yunfeng looked angrily at the two people on the street. Her eyes were spitting fire, and she was so angry that she was about to bite her teeth into pieces.
Ming Zhiyan had such a noble identity, how could Jian Qingqing dare to let him lead the bulls?! How could she dare to insult him and blaspheme him like this!
Such a lowly thing to do! It would definitely tarnish his reputation!
“Jian Qingqing, I will make you pay the price!”
Song Yunfeng gnashed her teeth and said. Her fingers that were smeared with cardamom were about to crush the handkerchief.
She was suddenly in no mood to buy anything. With a cold face, she threw down the hairpin that she had been looking forward to. “Let’s go!”
She went out in a huff, but when she went out, she bumped into someone.
The anger in her body finally exploded at this moment, and she no longer had her usual pretense. She shouted, “Are you blind? How dare you bump into me!”
Lin Zhiqing said gently, “Don’t be so angry, Young Lady. You’ll age quickly.”
Hearing that, Song Yunfeng raised her hand and was about to hit him. She was so angry that she shouted, “You b*stard, how dare you scold me!”
Lin Zhiqing grabbed her wrist and giggled, “I told you not to be so angry. Look, the wrinkles are coming out.”
Song Yunfeng immediately withdrew her hand and covered her face. After this interruption, her anger also dissipated a little. Only then did she realize what she had just done and immediately returned to her gentle appearance.