Chapter: 4041

"Okay, who are you?" Han Sanqian asked.

"Han Shaoxia, we are all servants, we can't answer who is who. The three of us came here to invite Han Shaoxia to gather in the mansion under the orders of my master."

"My master has prepared the best food and wine!"

Hearing this, Han Sanqian frowned, and said: "Han Sanqian has always liked to be quiet, so he doesn't like to make friends. Please go back and tell your master, three of you, I appreciate his kindness, let's forget about drinking." After finishing speaking, Han Sanqian glanced at the shop waiter in the distance, turned around and was about to go upstairs.

"My master knows that Han Shaoxia may not go. However, my master asked me to tell you that if you don't go, you will regret it later." Hearing Han Sanqian's refusal, the leading woman seemed not at all anxious , but said lightly.

Such self-confidence, Fangfo had already expected it.

"Really?" Han Sanqian turned his head and smiled slightly.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Sanqian couldn't think of anything that he would regret because of this, so he turned around and continued walking upstairs.

The waiter also stepped forward at this time, preparing to close the door. At this time, the woman also smiled slightly, took out a handkerchief from her hand, and handed it to the shopkeeper. At the same time, she also gave some amethysts to put on it.

The waiter at the shop immediately knew what was going on, and after accepting the purple crystal, he nodded and didn't even close the door. He turned around and quickly chased Han Sanqian who was walking upstairs.


"Han Shaoxia" caught up with Han Sanqian, and the waiter put the handkerchief in front of Han Sanqian with both hands: "The girl asked me to give this to you."

Han Sanqian hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up the handkerchief. Then, he went upstairs and opened the handkerchief.

This handkerchief is nothing special, that is, a handkerchief that couldn't be more simple, it's not high-end, it can only be said to be extremely delicate.

There is a beautiful embroidery on the handkerchief, a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water, exquisite craftsmanship, but the strangest thing is one of the mandarin ducks which is bigger.

This mandarin duck is a bit funny, fat and fat. From the perspective of Han Sanqian, a human being on earth, it doesn't look like a mandarin duck, but more like those bloated and cute penguins on the earth.

"What does this mean? Could it be that the masters of these three girls are the daughters of some family?" Han Sanqian smiled wryly and shook his head, then casually threw the handkerchief on the bonsai in the aisle, turned around and walked towards the house. walk in.

However, after only a few steps, Han Sanqian's figure suddenly stood still, and at this time his brows were also tightly locked.

A few seconds later, Han Sanqian turned around suddenly, then rushed to the bonsai in a few steps, picked up the handkerchief and couldn't help sniffing it vigorously in front of his nose. Han Sanqian, who was nervous at first, was even more emotional now.

He rushed directly downstairs. The poor waiter had just finished delivering the handkerchief, and just a few steps down the stairs, he felt a gust of wind suddenly blowing past him. In the next second, Han Sanqian rushed out of the gate. And looking around in the street.

Then, and then, Han Sanqian's figure rushed in front of him again, and the shop waiter shouted hell at such a speed.

"Where are the three women just now?"

"After delivering the handkerchief...then left."

"Do you know where you are going?"

"there!"

As soon as the voice fell, Han Sanqian's figure had disappeared again, and the waiter could only see five deep fingerprints on the handrail of the stairs that Han Sanqian was holding on to when he asked himself just now...

The waiter in the shop babbled, his whole body felt extremely shocked.

Fortunately, when he was questioning just now, he grabbed the handrail of the stairs, if it was his own arm.

I'll be good!

This is so fatal.

Thinking of this, the shop clerk couldn't help feeling that the bones of both arms were getting cold, rubbed his hands on his arms, and turned to close the door. JrNovels.com