Soon, the news of Lin Shuhui's suicide reached Mu Zhiqing's ears.
When she did such a thing, she already expected that she would die the day the truth was revealed.
Su Wanrou was kicked out of the Su family. With no choice but to go to Liu Xingche again, she was driven out mercilessly by the Liu family guards.
Neither Xuanyuan Yao nor Chen Qiongshi reached out to help her after seeing her downfall, which shows that this life is completely over...
"Isn't it a pity that Prime Minister Su didn't kill Su Wanrou directly?" The little goblin curled his lips. It always felt that this woman was so annoying that it would be best if she died.
Mu Zhiqing looked indifferent, "She has lived these years proudly, how can she endure the miserable life of being homeless and poor
Compared with death, this kind of life makes her more uncomfortable..."
After all, what is snatched is not hers, let her feel what is the life that truly belongs to her.
She had already expected this outcome, but she didn't take it too seriously. Now she was struggling with another issue.
"Little goblin, you said Mr. Ling has helped me so much, shouldn't I do something? Return a gift or something?"
From the moment they met until now, although she has said she has no intention of getting married yet, Ling Yunting has always been helping her.
If he hadn't investigated Su Wanrou's life experience, even with this bad breath, he probably wouldn't have been able to achieve such an effect.
If there is no expression at all, it would be a bit too overwhelming.
Hearing this, the little goblin's eyes suddenly lit up. The master finally understood and knew what to say
"Yes, that's right!" The little goblin nodded, "We must do something, otherwise it will be unjustifiable!"
Mu Zhiqing supported her chin with one hand, her pretty face full of contemplation, "But what can I give you?"
"If he were an ordinary person, it would be great to give him medicines and elixirs, but he... doesn't lack anything."
"Yes." The little goblin nodded, "He is so rich and has everything he wants."
"It would be too insincere to give something ordinary."
Mu Zhiqing sighed quietly. She had never given a man a gift before, and she really didn't know what to choose.
"Master, I know he will definitely like whatever you give him!" the little goblin said excitedly.
"What?"
"Just send your people over! Isn't it you that Mr. Ling wants most?"
"boom!"
A blast.
"Think of something reliable!" Mu Zhiqing said in disgust.
The little goblin rubbed his forehead. What he was thinking about was the most reliable thing!
It can guarantee that as long as the master is sent there, Mr. Ling will definitely be happy!
"Then why don't you make something yourself and give it to him? It might be more meaningful." The little elf said.
"That's pretty much it." Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows. Making something by yourself should at least be more sincere than buying something.
Remembering that he had soiled his clothes, he had an idea in his mind.
The next day.
When Gu Zening saw Mu Zhiqing dragging him to Buyi Fang, a look of confusion suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Little junior sister, are you going to buy clothes for yourself or for me?"
Mu Zhiqing stretched out a finger and shook it, "Neither."
"What is that going to do?" Gu Zening asked suspiciously.
"I want to make a piece of clothing for Mr. Ling. You are familiar with him, so you should know his preferences better, right
Help me choose, which of these clothing materials is more suitable? "