Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

Just like last night, after seeing Lu Chengting off, Boss Du handed the wooden box to Nan Siyan: "I'm afraid you're going to fly up a branch and become a phoenix."

Nan Siyan gently touched the lines on the box with his fingertips and asked Boss Du: "Master Lu, what did you say?"

Boss Du looked at Nan Siyan's enchanting and flamboyant face with oil paint, and had to sigh with emotion. If he didn't like men, he might have fallen into Nan Siyan's hands.

He relayed to Nan Siyan: "The third master said that you should rest early and he will come back tomorrow."

Nan Siyan frowned: "He didn't say anything. What if he wants to see me?"

Boss Du shook his head: "No."

Nan Siyan couldn't figure out what Lu Cheng was thinking, so he had to give up.

Lu Chengting went to Bishui Teahouse seven times in a row.

Every evening after dusk, I would take someone there and do nothing, just listen to Nan Siyan sing a song, then give him a box of small yellow croakers, and then leave in a hurry.

Nan Siyan clearly knew that Lu Cheng would come, but he refused to prepare in advance. He had to wait for him to come before dressing up every day.

Lu Chengting had to wait for half an hour, or even longer.

Lu Chengting never rushed him. He would go on stage when he was ready, and he was extremely patient.

The two of them were upstairs and downstairs. They looked at each other many times but never said a word.

The person who was more clueless about Lu Chengting's thoughts than Nan Siyan was Lu Chengting's father, Lu Huachuan.

"Listen to the people below, if you have nothing to do these days, just run to the Bishui Teahouse."

He had a cigarette bag in his mouth, leaned on the sofa, and said in a heavy voice.

Lu Chengting sat opposite him, flipping through the newspaper in his hand, and responded: "Yes."

Lu Huachuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Lu Chengting: "What are you going to do?"

Lu Chengting's tone was calm: "Listen to the show."

Although Lu Huachuan is now old, and the power in his hands has been almost ignored by Lu Cheng in the past two years, he is still the commander-in-chief after all.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and there are always people working for him regardless of life and death.

"Whose drama are you listening to?" Lu Huachuan asked knowingly.

Lu Chengting looked directly into his cloudy eyes and said bluntly: "Nan Siyan."

"Bastard thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Huachuan suddenly stood up, grabbed the glass ashtray on the coffee table, and smashed it on Lu Chengting's head.

He was thinking about Miss Nan from the Bishui Tea House. Although he didn't publicize it in a big way, it was not a secret.

To say that his youngest son, who has eyes all over Huating, doesn't know about this, I'm afraid even a ghost would not believe it.

The previous rumors that Lu Huachuan was looking for a Taoist priest were true. He was indeed looking for someone to calculate the auspicious time and see when he could carry Nan Siyan through the door to prosper his Lu family.

The Taoist priest calculated that the good day would be the seventh day of the next month, and said that before then, it would not be appropriate to publicize the matter, as it would easily lead to trouble.

Lu Huachuan was patient and lay at home looking forward to it day and night. He was waiting for July 1st of next month to arrive and go directly to the Bishui Tea House to take the person back.

Unexpectedly, when his people came back this morning, they told him that Lu Chengting had been running to Bishui Teahouse for a week.

Not only that, the venue was booked with great fanfare.

Just to hear that Nan girl sing a song.

Lu Huachuan was so angry that he slapped the man on the spot: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

The man was also aggrieved and said with a mournful face: "I'm afraid the third master knows that I am your commander. The whole barracks has been looking for trouble for me these days. Finally, the third master did not go to the barracks today, so I got away. "

Lu Huachuan suppressed his anger and calmed down for a long time before using his cane to find Lu Chengting's trouble.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chengting went out early in the morning.

Lu Huachuan was upset and didn't eat anything all day, so he lay on the sofa in the living room and waited for him to come back.

As a result, when Lu Chengting faced his questioning, not only did he not feel any guilt or uneasiness, but his attitude was so natural.

This is obviously going against him.

"Unfilial son! I have raised you so much, why not raise a fucking dog!"

Lu Huachuan pointed at his nose and yelled.

Lu Chengting turned slightly, and the ashtray rubbed the tip of his ear and hit the back of the sofa behind him.

He stood up calmly and patted the ashes that fell on his shoulders.

His tone was light: "Just do what you should do at any age. You are getting older and your temper should be restrained. Don't always worry about that mouthful of swan meat. Take care of yourself."

After that, without looking at Lu Huachuan's angry face, he turned and returned to his room.

Lu Huachuan was left alone in the living room, throwing a tantrum and smashing a bunch of things.

He opened his mouth and kept calling him a beast.

Lu Chengting had a day off today and rarely went to the barracks. He glanced at the military uniforms hanging on the hangers, thought about it, and took out another suit from the closet and put it on.

He put on his cuffs and watch, smoothed back his messy hair, put on his gun, and took the time to go out.

Different from the previous days, he didn't bring anyone with him today, and he didn't book the venue. He only brought a driver and took him to the Bishui Teahouse.

Boss Du saw that the time was almost up and stood at the door to greet him.

As soon as she saw him coming, her face was immediately filled with smiles. She invited him to the private room on the second floor and poured tea for him: "Third Master, please take your time."

At that time, Nan Siyan was putting on makeup in the room. When he heard the noisy noise outside, he frowned and went to the door to take a look.

"Why is it so noisy?" He grabbed a waiter and asked.

The waiter was busy and said bluntly: "No one has reserved the venue today. Customers have already been booked. These rich people have been holding back for a week and have nowhere to spend money, but they are very anxious."

He sighed: "Get ready, Miss Nan, don't say anything anymore, we are very busy tonight."

Nan Siyan nodded blankly: "Okay."

No one is booking the venue anymore.

Nan Siyan clenched his fists, and an unspeakable sourness suddenly surged into his heart.

Why aren't you coming?

Are you tired of it?

Obviously when they met last night, Lu Chengting kept staring at him, and gave him a reward when he left. He also asked Boss Du to take a message, telling him to see him again tomorrow night.

Why break your promise?

Is it because he doesn't sing well and is not good-looking enough, so he is looking for a new love?

Or did you think he was too slow in dressing up yesterday, and you asked him to wait for almost an hour, so you got angry?

Or maybe you feel that he is not proactive enough, throwing money at him every day, but not seeing any response from him, which is too ignorant?

Nan Siyan was in a state of confusion.

He began to regret that he had relied on Lu Chengting to give him a good look these days, so he started to get Qiao and lured Lu Chengting into waiting for him.