The young man is now a "lady's lady" and walks with elegance. Everyone who sees him will praise him, except this eager aunt.
If Bai Mo takes a step slower, the aunt will have to wait a little longer to get the gold and silver jewelry from him. This will greatly hinder the aunt from getting rich. How can the aunt not be in a hurry?
"Girl, hurry up and follow. This road is full of people. It's not the place you should come." Auntie led Bai Mo through the streets. During the process, she met many men who stared at him with greedy and lewd eyes. Bai Mo has not yet left their sight range, and the aunt already feels that her scalp is numb. If they look at him a few more times, they may follow her and share a piece of the pie.
Xiaobo glared: "You know Momo is not the place to go, but you still bring him here..."
Bai Mo has been regarded as her own by the aunt, and if she wants to share the money with those people, it will cost her life.
The aunt urged him frequently, her eyes almost turned red, Bai Mo seemed not to hear her, he still walked at his own pace, and even showed off his wealth on such inappropriate occasions.
The people behind were staring at Bai Mo like hungry wolves. Bai Mo didn't know it. He took off a gold bracelet from his wrist and gave it to the aunt. His voice was soft and sweet: "Thank you for your help, aunt. If it weren't for aunt, I really don't know what I would have done. That's fine, it's just a small thing, it's not a salute, I hope my aunt won't dislike it."
The lantern was swaying in the wind, and the light flickered on the young man's face, making it difficult to understand the expression on the young man's face. Just listening to the voice, it should be the gratitude of the young lady who was raised in a boudoir to her benefactor.
If it had been before, the aunt would have accepted it very rudely. However, when she turned back, the aunt clearly saw the big men standing behind her moving towards them. Apparently, they also heard what he just said, that is, they heard it and dared to move.
The lonely and simple rich daughter and the simple-dressed old woman are not the same, and Bai Mo's words just now confirmed this once again. In this case, whoever sees it will have a share, and everyone who has the money will share it equally.
The aunt is afraid and hateful. The money and people belong to her, and these people can't even think of taking food from her mouth.
However, Bai Mo had a pure tone and asked: "Auntie, why don't you accept it? If you don't accept it, my conscience will not be at ease."
The big men behind were getting closer and closer. The aunt took a deep breath and pushed the gold bracelet back: "How can the aunt accept your things? Your father is a first-grade official. If he knows that you have been wronged outside, he may not be worried." On the way, the aunt also came up with a lot of words. She knew that Bai Mo's family members were officials, and their official positions were not small. This was just right. This way, the family would have money, and she could share more with the boss. As for being arrested, she wasn't worried at all. After carrying so many points before, it wasn't like she hadn't caught the leader. As long as she followed the correct leader, she would be fine.
The family background that the aunt "inadvertently" revealed frightened the big men who were ready to make a move. They wanted money, but they wanted life even more. When they learned that she was from a first-grade official, their impulse was suppressed.
The aunt pulled Bai Mo and walked quickly, regardless of whether Bai Mo had difficulty following. Soon, the two figures disappeared into the alley.
The big men sighed melancholy and watched the gold ingot fly away. It was not a pleasant feeling.
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