Chapter 371 She Wanted To Make A Deal With Him (Extra)

Coincidentally, Cecelia suddenly squatted down, and Queenie, who threw herself into the air, fell uncontrollably into the dye vat.

“Ahh…”

Queenie screamed and fell into the dye vat with a “plop”, splashing a large area of dark green water.

The surrounding people all stepped back in surprise.

The dyeing vat was not very deep. After she fell headlong into the dyeing vat, her body was immediately surrounded by dirty, foul-smelling water.

Queenie kept struggling in the dirty water, but the more she struggled, the more she polluted.

Looking at the struggling woman, Cecelia’s eyes were cold. She had caught Queenie’s little trick behind her in the water’s reflection.

Queenie wanted to push her down, so Cecelia squatted down in time to let Queenie fan the air.

Now Queenie went down to feel the taste of the dye vat.

“Help…”

Everyone came to their senses. Cecelia exclaimed, “Oh my God, why do Queenie fall into the dye vat?”

Alfred looked at his granddaughter who had fallen into the dye vat and did not know what to say about her. “Edwin, don’t just stand there. Go down and save your sister!”

“Okay, I’ll go down right away!”

Edwin was about to take off his shoes and go down to save Queenie, but Cecelia had already found a bamboo pole. “No need to go down, I have a bamboo pole!”

She stuck the bamboo pole into the water and the bamboo pole just stabbed Queenie’s stomach. Queenie let out a painful howl, “Ah…”

“Sorry, Queenie, I don’t notice. Grab the bamboo pole and come up quickly!”

pole in front of Queenie. Queenie clung to it and was pulled to

who was originally dressed exquisitely in white, now looked like a green-haired monster

“Cough… cough… cough… retch…”

was choked by water and kept coughing after getting on shore. The taste of

this, he frowned. He stood up with his hands behind his back

that she wanted to cry, and so sick that she wanted to vomit. It was also difficult to explain the reason why she

“Granduncle Alfred, perhaps the stone by the dye vat is slippery, and

because the damn Cecelia suddenly squatted down,

hit the weasel, but got

“Go and wash yourself!”

reeked of foul odor. Alfred glared at her, thinking she was more

Queenie, I’ll accompany you to

the extremely embarrassed Queenie. Her cold

make any sneak attack next time, then

let’s go

to

entire courtyard, and asked, “Cecelia, what do you

day, I’m afraid it will never be rebuilt

eyes became sharp, “What do

such a state. Shouldn’t you take responsibility for it? If you really wanted to rebuild the Songo Dyehouse, you would have done it long ago. You haven’t paid attention to

with Cecelia’s questioning, Alfred’s expression altered slightly, and he sighed, “That’s because we

because of The

faintly displeased. “Otherwise, what

Alfred, why don’t we make a

“What deal?”

a hint of suspicion on his aged face. He could not

Dyehouse to me, and I will be responsible for carrying forward the

essence of the Songo family. How can I transfer it

want to protect the Songo Dyehouse, but because you don’t have the ownership and disposal rights of the Songo Dyehouse. Because the title deed of the Songo

stunned and gasped, “Did your

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