Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

In the second year after Lu Xu was with Nan Siyan, he married Miss Chen from the Chen Gongguan family.

But he still couldn't bear to let Nan Siyan go, and always had secret meetings with him in the middle of the night.

Ms. Chen is a powerful person and became furious when she found out about this.

Since the family scandal should not be publicized, she did not dare to publicize it, nor did she dare to do anything to Lu Xu. She just picked up the red coal tongs burning in the fireplace and hit Nan Siyan on the left side of the face.

Nan Siyan's appearance was disfigured, but it did not affect his impressive body.

Lu Xu still couldn't change his mind and continued to run to Nan Siyan's room.

After Ms. Chen found out, she made trouble several times but to no avail.

He could only hit or scold Nan Siyan, either mentally destroying him or verbally humiliating him.

Nan Siyan was powerless and tried to escape while breaking his teeth and swallowing.

The more low-income people are, the more they know that life is precious.

Nan Siyan held on to a glimmer of hope and waited persistently.

Don't live for yourself, just die for Lu Xu and Miss Chen.

It wasn't until the seventh year that the war finally broke into this ten-mile foreign land.

Lu Chengting's original body had been killed in the battle at this time, and the Lu family had long been disintegrated.

The night before Nan Siyan prepared money and relationships, Lu Xu prepared to take Miss Chen away and take refuge abroad.

He walked into the Lu family's arsenal, took out the last box of gunpowder left by the Lu family, placed it at the door of Lu Xu's room, and lit the fuse.

In the end, Xiang disappeared and Yu died together with Lu Xu.

[Mission: Replace the original person, help the people live and work in peace and contentment, and contribute to the prosperity and development of the country. 】

Lu Chengting rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Where's A Yan?" Already entered the Lu family? 】

037 Organizing the timeline: [Not yet, your bastard dad has just made up his mind. Not many people know about it yet. 】

[The people chatting next door are all rich and powerful ladies who live in the mansion. 】

Lu Chengting sat up and looked at the oily-haired and pink-faced boy opposite: "Do you know Bishui Tea House?"

That was Yan Hao, the son of Adjutant Lu Huachuan.

Yan Hao looked like a dog, but in fact he was not a good person. When he heard about Bishui Tea House, he immediately became excited.

"Third Master, do you want to go to the theater?"

Lu Cheng heard a sneer and stood up: "Go and see my little mother who has never been married."

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"Miss Nan, are you ready?"

Nan Siyan's eyelids have been beating since he woke up in the morning.

Wearing only a white shirt, he sat at the table with his back to the visitor and raised his eyes in the mirror.

After a long time, he spoke softly, with a slightly impatient tone: "I've asked you three times in an hour, don't rush me, it will be done soon."

The person who asked the question was the girl serving tea and water in the teahouse. Hearing this, she secretly rolled her eyes at Nan Siyan's back.

Isn't he just an opera singer? How many years can he be popular?

After two years of old age and beauty, you won't have to be sent out to serve those gentlemen who throw silver dollars at the boss's head.

To put it nicely, she is a famous actress.

To put it harshly, it's not much different from the prostitutes on the banks of the Lanyue River.

Nothing to be proud of.

She thought so in her heart, but said politely: "It's not me who is urging me, it's Mr. Du who is urging me."

"Tonight there are distinguished guests in the building who have booked the show. They are called to listen to Miss Nan's play. I also kindly remind Miss Nan not to be careless."

Mr. Du is the owner of this teahouse.

Nan Siyan could clearly see her rolling eyes in the mirror.

These people greeted him with smiles in front of him, but none of them scolded him behind his back: "It's something that can't be put on the stage."

If you didn't call him a bitch, it would be considered nice.

Nan Siyan has long been used to it.

He put down the pen in his hand and said calmly: "You go out first, I will just change my clothes."

After hearing this, the girl turned around and left without closing the door, leaving it wide open, allowing the male actors in the yard who were practicing martial arts with their upper bodies naked to look into Nan Siyan's room.

Anyway, Miss Nan is not a real girl.

The theater troupe of Bishui Tea House is not stable. Except for Nan Siyan, one group always comes and leaves.

If you want to make a living these days, which basic skills are not solid?

As long as you practice it properly for two days, it will be just as exciting on stage.

Those men were not familiar with Nan Siyan and wanted to chat, but Nan Siyan did not give them a chance.

Except for things related to the stage, he never said a word to these people.

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at! If you look again I will gouge your eyes!"

A young man wearing a silk mandarin jacket strode over from the front yard.

He glared at the group of men, stepped into Nan Siyan's door, and closed the door with a bang.

"Brother Nan, why are you putting up with them? Look at how stupid they all are and drool when they look at you. They are like pigs and dogs. It's really irritating."

He said to Nan Siyan in a loud voice.

While Nan Siyan was changing clothes, he took out an oil paper bag from his drawer and stuffed it into the young master's hand.

"The big Li Mansion can't accommodate you, why would you go to this teahouse at such a young age?"

Li Shuang is the young son of a wealthy local businessman. In the past two years, he had a bad temper with his family and ran away from home, making him look miserable even to cats and dogs.

It was Nan Siyan who picked him up, cleaned him up, raised him for two days, and then sent him home.

From then on, Li Shuang ran to the Bishui Teahouse every two days.

If anyone treats Nan Siyan badly, he is like a little puppy protecting his master, and he will definitely bite him in return.

He took the oil paper bag, peeled it open in twos and twos, took a big bite of the pastry inside, and said vaguely: "Brother Nan is duplicitous. He obviously wanted me to come and prepared some snacks for me."

Nan Siyan poked his forehead: "You are the only smart one, little devil."

Li Shuangsan swallowed the snacks in two mouthfuls, watched Nan Siyan put on his costume and headgear, and asked him: "Why is it so early today?"

Nan Siyan's fingers trembled without traces, and said nonchalantly: "There is a distinguished guest who has reserved the table tonight."

Hearing this, Li Shuang frowned and said, "Such a big deal? Spending a fortune?"

This Bishui Teahouse not only makes a lot of money every day, but also has several big shots who come here every day to listen to music and drink tea.

Those who can say that they can reserve a venue must be more than just rich.

Nan Siyan also knew this.

He rarely interacts with people, has little information, and does not know that he has been targeted by Lu Huachuan.

Meeting someone to book a venue is not a good thing for him.

He originally planned to make enough money in the Bishui Teahouse and find an opportunity to leave before Mr. Du sold himself.

Find a rural town, find a serious job, and live a down-to-earth life.

Those who are willing to spend a lot of money to purchase goods probably don’t do it for charity.

If he really encounters a powerful bastard, Mr. Du will probably not be able to protect him.