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 was pulled to

Queenie came out of the dye vat, she, who was originally dressed exquisitely in white, now looked like a green-haired monster rising from the garbage heap,

“Cough… cough… cough… retch…”

water and kept coughing after getting on shore. The taste of dirty water was not good, which

He stood up with his hands behind his back and questioned, “What happened? You followed behind. Why did

so wronged that she wanted to cry, and so sick that she wanted to vomit. It was also difficult

is slippery, and Queenie accidentally slipped on her feet. I almost slipped just now, so you should be

heart. It was all because the

didn’t hit the weasel, but got a lot

“Go and wash yourself!”

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

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

extremely embarrassed Queenie. Her cold eyes

Queenie dared to make any sneak attack next time, then

let’s

and Alfred continued to

asked, “Cecelia, what do you think? Is there any hope for us to rebuild the

is in your hands for one more day, I’m afraid it

sharp, “What

have you done during these fifty or sixty years? The Songo Dyehouse has fallen into such a state. Shouldn’t you take responsibility for it? If you

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

it really because of

displeased. “Otherwise, what

why

“What deal?”

aged face. He could not

Songo Dyehouse to me, and I will

of the Songo family. How can I

the ownership and disposal rights of the Songo Dyehouse. Because

gasped, “Did your

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