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!”

the bamboo pole in front of Queenie. Queenie clung to it and

out of the dye vat, she, who was originally dressed exquisitely in white, now looked like

“Cough… cough… cough… retch…”

The taste of dirty water

frowned. He stood up with his hands behind his back and questioned,

so sick that she wanted to

help explain, “Granduncle Alfred, perhaps the stone by the dye vat is slippery, and Queenie accidentally slipped on her feet. I almost slipped just now, so you should

It was all because the damn Cecelia suddenly squatted down, or else she wouldn’t

hit the weasel, but got a lot of

“Go and wash yourself!”

at her, thinking

on, Queenie, I’ll accompany you to the faucet to help

looked at the extremely embarrassed Queenie.

sneak attack next time, then be

let’s go

and Alfred continued to visit the entire

what do you think? Is there any hope for us to rebuild

one more day, I’m afraid it will never be rebuilt in your lifetime.” Cecelia was

became sharp, “What do

these fifty or sixty years? The Songo Dyehouse has fallen into such a state. Shouldn’t you take responsibility for it? If you really wanted to rebuild the

slightly, and he sighed, “That’s because we lost The Collection of Fragrant Clothes,

really because of The Collection of

faintly displeased. “Otherwise,

“Granduncle Alfred, why

“What deal?”

his aged face. He could not guess

and I will be responsible for carrying forward the

of the Songo family. How can I transfer it casually? If I can transfer

the ownership and disposal rights of

“Did

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