"Zhao Ke, what do you think!"

Su Yuxuan looked at Zhao Feiyang hatefully, feeling very angry.

In fact, she came today because the poem Zhao Feiyang wrote in Su's mansion yesterday made her feel indescribable.

If it weren't for this inexplicable impulse, she wouldn't have come to Zhao Feiyang with the servant.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be like this now, which was completely opposite to her original intention.

"What do I want?"

Zhao Feiyang didn't know what Su Yuxuan was thinking, but now he just felt that she was in trouble. After all, he had more important things to do. He really didn't want to waste his time on fighting against others, let alone Su Yuxuan couldn't even say anything about him.

"It should be what you Miss Su thinks. If you have nothing to do, go back. I, Zhao Jiamiao, can't tolerate you, the big Buddha."

Zhao Feiyang said impatiently, and even said tilted, as if he didn't want to face Su Yuxuan.

Su Yuxuan's hands began to tremble in anger, but she did not do so. Zhao Ke in front of her was no longer Zhao Ke who was originally controlled by others but had no power to fight back.

"Miss......"

The maid whispered beside her, "It's better for them to leave as soon as possible in this situation."

Su Yuxuan glanced at her, and finally seemed unwilling to give up. Before leaving, she left: "Zhao Ke, you will regret it!"

The troubled person finally left, and Zhao Feiyang didn't care about her last words at all. It's not certain who would regret it.

"Son-in-law, you and the young lady are like this..."

Xiaoliu stepped forward and looked worried. Zhao Feiyang is still the son-in-law of the Su family. Although his identities are very different from the past, it is still a bit insignificant compared to the Su family.

Zhao Feiyang was angry with Su Yuxuan today. If Su Yuxuan was dissatisfied and found a way to retaliate against him, he would probably die ten thousand times.

"It's okay."

Zhao Feiyang raised his hand and completely stopped what Xiao Liu didn't say.

"By the way, are you looking for me today?"

Zhao Feiyang asked, thinking that Xiaoliu shouldn't just lead a way for Su Yuxuan, after all, the Su family knew about his house.

Xiaoliu hurriedly saluted, "Go back to my son-in-law, I am here to pass the message today. After you left yesterday, Lord Cheng took away the poem you wrote and told me, "If you want to go back, go to his house to get it."

"That's all?"

"yes."

Zhao Feiyang thought it was something important. Since the poem was taken away by Cheng Zhengyun, he gave it to him. Anyway, he just wrote it casually, and it was not priceless...

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyang suddenly stopped.

He was thinking about how to make money before, but now he suddenly had a clue.

If he is a literary scholar, it is really difficult to invent something. But now the only thing he can use is this poem.

I just don’t know if I can make money by relying on writing poetry, and how much can I make money?

"Brother, Miss Su is leaving so soon?"
Chapter completed!