From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Chapter 303 The Aftermath of Milk Tea

With a quick movement of her little hands, Xiao Youan made the red bills on the table disappear as if by magic.

“Mine.” Xiao You’an glared at Mo Jiu. This little Qilin was very rich. How could he have the nerve to share the money that he, a child, had worked so hard to earn by quoting prices and selling things?

Mo Jiu glared at Xiao You'an. He hadn't worked hard, but he had at least brought this fortune himself, right? What was wrong with sharing it in half?

“If you like it, exchange it for gold,” Xiao Youan said.

Mo Jiu thought about the useless gold mine in her personal residence. Apart from using it to make some pretty and shiny toys, it was of no use.

I don't have many red banknotes, and it's inconvenient to buy things in this world. I might as well exchange them for red banknotes. Anyway, keeping the gold mountain is just taking up space.

“Okay.” Mo Jiu nodded and brought out a mountain of gold bricks from his long-unused personal residence.

Xiao Youan stared at the gold bricks with shining eyes. Actually, he just wanted to exchange them for a small gold bar. He could smell the gold all over the little Qilin and knew that the little Qilin didn't lack gold, but he didn't expect it to be so generous.

"It's changed, no take-backs allowed." Xiao You'an poured out all the red bills she had put into her Qiankun bag and stuffed the gold into it, afraid that Mo Jiu would change her mind.

"Hehe~" Mo Jiu reached out and pinched the cheek of Xiao You'an, who was showing a greedy look. "Call me Daddy Mo Jiu, and I'll give you lots and lots of gold and build you a golden house, how about that?"

Xiao You'an tried to pull away Mo Jiu's pinching hand, but then tilted her head and looked at Mo Jiu's smiling, delicate face.

How tempting! With gold, he could raise giant snakes, and tons of other Gu gu creatures, right?

And his little golden bed!

"Good boy, come on, call Mo Jiu 'Daddy'." Mo Jiu took out the large gold scissors that he had treasured for a while and placed them on the table.

Little You'an squinted at the golden light, and her little hand couldn't help but touch the big golden scissors.

Melt it down and make a small golden coffin; it would be very comfortable to lie in there.

or……

Are you willing to suffer a loss and then make a sound?

"I'm back..."

Before the person could be seen, a panting sound came through.

Mo Jiu was just about to coax Xiao You'an into calling him "Dad" when he was interrupted.

She glared angrily at Wang Meng, who strode in looking exhausted, carrying bags of milk tea.

Little You'an secretly glanced at Mo Jiu, and the large scissors her little hand was touching instantly disappeared.

His round, clear eyes curved into crescents, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his calves dangled under the table, swaying gently.

Wang Meng casually placed the milk tea on the coffee table, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and directed the milk tea shop employees who had come back with the milk tea to put it away properly.

"Just leave this here for now! When it's done, bring it over to me. You can just stack it up and put it here. Thanks!"

"Mr. Zhang, Xiao You'an, time for your milk tea." Wang Meng casually grabbed two cups of milk tea and turned to look at Mo Jiu and the others.

But he was startled by Mo Jiu's fiery eyes, and his hot sweat instantly turned into cold sweat.

“I…I didn’t take any extra money.” Wang Meng swallowed hard. “I had too much money. I bargained with the milk tea shop owner and got a cup with pearls for only 6 yuan. I spent all 10,000 yuan on milk tea.”

"Tsk tsk..." Xiao Youan felt like she could swim in milk tea. She wondered if Xiao Jin and Xiao Bai would like to take a milk tea bath.

Mo Jiu looked down at the table where the large golden scissors had been placed, now only the marks left from being pressed out.

The little Qilin's head was buzzing. This giant golden scissors weighed several thousand pounds. Where did the little cub get the strength to move it and put it into the Qiankun bag?

Little You'an noticed Mo Jiu's question and jumped to the ground.

Wang Meng instinctively reached out to take it.

But Xiao You'an avoided him, took the cup of milk tea from Wang Meng's hand, turned around, tiptoed to grab the fruit she hadn't finished eating, and disappeared in a flash with both of these things in her arms.

"You little brat, come back here right now!" Mo Jiu roared angrily. This brat was too cunning. He took away his big golden scissors and still wouldn't call him dad.

When Xiao Guan and Xiao Ge return, Xiao Jiu will tell on them.

“Xiao You’an is still young. Would you like a cup of milk tea? It might cheer you up.” Wang Meng carefully handed the milk tea to Mo Jiu.

"Hmph!" Mo Jiu reached out and took it, inserted the straw and took a few big gulps of milk tea, puffing out her cheeks and biting into the black pearls.

Seeing that Mo Jiu had calmed down, Wang Meng raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve and breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he turned around, he was completely stunned.

Wang Meng couldn't believe it and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from the corner of her eyes. She felt like she was about to burst.

"Where's the stock in this store? It's completely empty!"

"Waaaah~ Boss, Wang Meng is so sorry, all your belongings are gone! 2?1_?2?1"