Jin Zhi went out and patted her chest.
I hope Miss can keep this one shut away, otherwise, if he goes out, won't he come for her head?
Jin Zhi shivered and decided to suggest something with Chuzheng.
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Yin Shen would bring up some bizarre request every now and then. At first, Chuzheng was a bit flustered, but later she probably realized it could help squander money, so she calmed down.
Every time, the items Yin Shen ended up with were a little different from what was expected.
Of course, the value only went up, never down.
On this day, Yin Shen had just opened a letter when Chuzheng came in.
"Xiao Chu."
Chuzheng placed a bowl of chicken soup beside him: "Drink it."
"Hmm?" Yin Shen glanced at the chicken soup: "I don't want to drink it."
"Want me to feed you?"
"..."
Thinking of Chuzheng's methods, Yin Shen held the bowl and gulped it down in one go.
Chuzheng noticed the letter held under his wrist and saw a few peculiar words.
