After being kicked out of the wealthy family, the fake daughter became popular in the entertainment

Wu Xing walked around her and saw Song Qingan inside. He pointed at him and screamed, "Where did this ugly thing come from?"

Even though Yun Moshu had given him some precautions in advance, Song Qing'an was still irritated by this sentence.

Even though he has a scar on his face, he still looks good...right?

"I picked it up on the way."

"What did you pick him up for?"

"I felt sorry for him. His sister's life was hanging by a thread, and he was almost beaten to death for earning money to support his family. I couldn't bear to see it, so I saved him."

Wu Xing was not moved at all, and just pretended, "No wonder you are so skinny, you are so pitiful."

Ning Baiyang followed closely behind, and glanced at Yun Moshu vaguely, looking a little puzzled. She didn't look like someone who would do good deeds easily?

"He wanted to learn something to support himself and his sister. I thought, what a coincidence! I happened to have someone suitable, so I brought him to see you."

Yun Moshu waved her hand and asked him to come over, "Come and greet the master."

"I am Song Qing'an, and I am here to meet the Master."

Song Qing'an came up, swung his clothes, knelt down on the floor, and kowtowed to him three times.

"Impossible! I won't accept it!"

Wu Xing's hand quickly slid towards his neck, grabbed the back of his collar, lifted him up, and threw him out the door.

Then, he glared at Yun Moshu, "Do you want to tire me to death? Having you as my apprentice is enough for me."

He was determined not to accept a second one even if he died!

"Master, I really want to be your disciple, please accept me as your disciple."

Song Qingan slammed the door and shouted, "As long as you accept me, I will wash your clothes and cook for you, take care of you in your old age, and I will do whatever you ask me to do without any complaints!"

"Get lost! If I don't accept you, then you'd better give up on this idea."

Wu Xing snorted coldly at the person outside the door.

Song Qing'an never gave up until he disturbed the guests around him and was persuaded to leave by the waiter, and then the surroundings became quiet.

When Wu Xing saw that there was no more movement, he let out a long breath and complained to Yun Moshu, "I am very valuable, so don't accept just anyone in the future."

"I was wrong. I won't pick up people randomly anymore."

She was not surprised by his resistance, as she had known it would not work at once, so she just blinked innocently.

To express her apology, Yun Moshu quickly handed him a cup of tea and asked, "Master, how are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Once I take action, no matter how difficult the task is, it will be easy to accomplish."

Wu Xing put his hands on his hips and smirked. Seeing Ning Baiyang's speechless face, he smiled and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't forget you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to meet Magistrate Wang so easily and win his trust."

Ning Baiyang pushed him away expressionlessly and patted his shoulders twice as if he was patting dirt.

"Do you dislike me so much?" Wu Xing muttered in a low voice with resentment.

Yun Moshu was selectively deaf and asked curiously, "Master Ning, why can't Madam Wang eat?"

"What could it be? It's because the food is too good."

Wu Xing answered for him first, slumped in his chair and shook his head, "It's true that comparison kills people. Eating so much meat and fish every day has caused me to suffer from affluence diseases."

"Is there a cure?"

"I tried making some light food today. With the medicine prescribed by the doctor, the old lady managed to eat some of it." Ning Baiyang said calmly, "After eating it for a few more days, she will probably be able to eat other things normally."

"That's good," Yun Moshu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's not talk about this tiring topic anymore. Disciple, go ask the waiter to bring me a bucket of hot water. I want to take a bath."

Wu Xing pulled his clothes and sniffed them, then stuck out his tongue and vomited, "If I don't change them for a day, they will go bad."

Yun Moshu curled her lips speechlessly. How bad could something get after just one day of wearing it?

"Why don't you take action, kid?"

Seeing that she didn't move, Wu Xing raised his head and cried sadly, "You are getting more and more disobedient as you grow older. I can no longer order you around."

"Yes, yes, I'll get you some water right away."

Yun Moshu rolled her eyes to the sky and secretly complained about his acting skills.

"Then I won't bother you anymore," Ning Baiyang stood up.

"Hey, why are you leaving?"

Wu Xing invited him from behind, "We are all men, I don't mind taking a shower with you, why are you hiding?"

"I mind."

Ning Baiyang closed the door and went downstairs.

When Yun Moshu came out of the kitchen, she saw Ning Baiyang leaning against the door frame and raised her eyebrows slightly, "You want to wash too?"

"I'm coming to find you."

"Looking for me? What's the matter?"

Ning Baiyang looked around and pointed to an empty table in the corner, "Let's chat?"

Yun Moshu sat down, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Why did you take it upon yourself to accept him?"

"He? Who? Song Qing'an?" Yun Moshu asked with pretended curiosity.

"You are so smart, why ask again?"

Yun Moshu picked up the teacup and took a sip, then smiled and said, "Because Master is so heartless, he was lucky to get into trouble this time, and the person he offended happened to be dealt with by the prefect, but what about next time, and the next time?"

"If you walk along the river, you will get your shoes wet. People won't always be lucky, and the same is true for Master."

"I'll find someone to hold him back, so that he can be cautious because there are people around him who need to be taken care of. This way, although he has less freedom, at least he's safer, isn't it?"

Ning Baiyang touched the teacup with his fingers, and slid them gently across the surface with his brows lowered.

After thinking for a while, he looked up and said, "You make sense."

"Wu Xing and I have different personalities, but as old friends, we always have some similarities. We are both alone and have never planned to accept disciples. I don't know why he accepted you in the first place, but Song Qing'an, he would definitely not agree."

Yun Moshu stared at him with sharp eyes, "Then Master Ning, do you have any way to quickly get him to accept you as a disciple?"

"Tell me about the child first."

Yun Moshu told him in detail how she met Song Qingan and her transaction with him.

After hearing this, Ning Baiyang nodded calmly, "Your method is correct, but it is not enough."

The two discussed it in detail until midnight.

From then on, no matter what Wu Xing did, there would be a pendant wrapped around his body.

When he got up, someone helped him get dressed; when he danced, someone handed him a towel; when he rested, someone massaged his shoulders and back; when he went to the toilet, someone...

"Wait, why are you following me when I go to the toilet?"

Wu Xing stopped, turned around and roared.

Song Qingan said respectfully: "I'll bring you some paper."

"unnecessary!"

Wu Xing pointed to the road they came from and screamed in despair, "Leave! Leave now!"

He went to the toilet to hand over some paper?

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Song Qing'an obediently retreated under the tree and waited.

Wu Xing choked and sighed helplessly.

He has scolded and beaten the man recently, but the man still refuses to leave. He is out of ideas.

"How can this kid be so shameless? I have already rejected him sternly with my actions, but he still won't give up. How can he have the nerve to think that I will accept him?"

Wu Xing went to the toilet and came back into the house and closed the door immediately. He was lying on the door and didn't hear any noise outside. Knowing that Song Qing'an had gone to take care of his sister, he quickly turned around and complained to the two people behind him.