big master, big liar

"Song Xuan, come back to my old lady!"

Song Xuan actually stopped when he heard the shocking roar, and showed a helpless smile.

A few girls from behind came surrounded by a woman.

The woman had a baby face, making it hard to see her age.The face is quite handsome, only a pair of big eyes, round and round, like a deer in the mountains.Wearing a peach-pink dress, she walked with striding strides, forcing the girls around to trot to follow her.

If it's not Xiangrong, who else could it be?

When Xiang Rong saw Song Xuan, he sneered: "What kind of shameful thing did you do? You dare not even hit my mother face to face?"

Song Xuan sighed: "Aren't you afraid that you will see me angry?"

"You also know that I'm angry?" Xiang Rong kicked over the chair and scolded. "Your grandson slips faster than anyone else, and you don't even say hello. The poor old lady stays alone in her empty boudoir, thinking about your safety every day, afraid that you will cheat and someone will break her leg."

"It's so easy to come back, but you don't even want to let me know—Song Xuan, are you the kind of lover?"

Xiangrong's words are extremely fierce, coupled with her angry eyes, she is really a real big worm.

But when it fell on her face with some baby fat, it looked a little cute.

Fang Qiutang was still gloating from the sidelines: "Song Xuan, look at what you are doing?"

Xiang Rong's gaze immediately went out like a knife: "Shut up, what kind of good do you think you are? You two are a nest of snakes and rats, working together to fool me."

Fang Qiutang immediately fell silent, years of experience told him that arguing with Xiang Rong is not a good thing.

Fang Qiutang is naturally not afraid of sharp teeth and mouth, but he just wants to be able to scold him, and he really knows how to use rough hands.

He is delicate and fleshy, how can he resist Xiangrong's heavy punches?

Seeing the clients on the left and right looking over here, Song Xuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Let's go inside. Once inside, I'll make amends to you."

Xiang Rong snorted with his nose, pulled Song Xuan's sleeve and walked towards the inner courtyard, making Song Xuan stagger, almost unable to keep his godlike demeanor.

On the contrary, some people who heard the details secretly made up the plot, and turned around and spread outrageous rumors such as "Mr. Song has a special hobby, he doesn't like delicate flowers and prefers tigresses".

But at this end, Song Xuan was dragged all the way into the inner courtyard, wanted to kick open the door of a private room with his foot, and motioned for Fang Qiutang to roll in with his chin.

As soon as Fang Qiutang entered, his expression suddenly changed, and he pushed out again: "This..."

Xiang Rong's expression remained unchanged: "You came to me because you want to do business? How can I use a few bolts of fabric for my flowers downstairs? How can it satisfy your boss' appetite?"

Song Xuan probed to see that there were a few businessmen sitting inside, eating wine and listening to music, very happy.

Xiangrong went on to say: "This is a person who came to Sifang City recently, so I don't think I'm familiar with that Ji. I wanted to help you earlier, but because Ji Ni's hands are too long, I can't help you even if I run a brothel." There is nothing to do. Now that guy is no longer messing around, I picked up a few regular customers and specially recommended them to you."

Fang Qiutang's expression was slightly moved.

The one who is familiar with Xiang Rong is actually Song Xuan.

The little connection between him and Xiang Rong actually originated from the bond of Song Xuan, so when Song Xuan left the city, Fang Qiutang never thought of asking Xiang Rong for help.

But Xiangrong remembered him.

Song Xuan once joked with him, saying that the girl Xiangrong is a green forest hero from the root, if you treat her a little bit, she will miss you very much, if you drink a bowl of brother wine with her, she will take it seriously Die for you.

Fang Qiutang used to think that he was exaggerating, but now that he saw it, he found that Song Xuan was telling the truth.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Everyone has invited you, why don't you go in?" Xiang Rong glared at him.

Fang Qiutang looked at her for a while, and finally said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Then he went into the room.

The corner of Song Xuan's mouth couldn't help revealing an arc.

He knew in his heart that although Fang Qiutang was still laughing and scolding as usual these days, he was extremely nervous about business.

Even if he doesn't like Fang's family anymore, all the people in this world who are related to him by blood will leave after all. Ji Ni, who was brought up with one hand, stood on the opposite side of him, and the business that he had worked hard for many years also came to naught.

If he hadn't been desperate, he wouldn't even have to remember the line of Xiangrong.

Fang Qiutang is definitely not as calm and breezy as he looks.

But this guy wants face, he has a stubborn mouth, no matter how disturbed he is, he will never confide in Song Xuan, he will only scold Ji Ni after drinking, it is absolutely impossible for him to complain.

Song Xuan wanted to help him, but his name "Mr. Song" was just the reputation of Bamen Zhongbo, and people looked at him high because they were afraid that he would cause trouble.As for the contacts between businessmen, he didn't have one at all, so he wouldn't force people to negotiate business with Fang Qiutang.

On the other hand, Xiangrong did it quietly.

It can be seen that although Xiang Rong exudes a tough aura from temperament to behavior, but after all, she is somewhat delicate like a girl.

Seeing Fang Qiutang go in, he said in a low voice, "Please worry about it."

"He was polite to my old lady, so you should be polite too?" Xiang Rong gave him a light punch, the anger was no longer present in his tone, but there was still a bit of complaint. "You have to explain it to me. When you ran out of the city without saying a word, why didn't you even have a letter? You are not my concubine, so why should I stop you from leaving?"

Song Xuan smiled wryly: "I... am not either."

Xiangrong Liu raised her eyebrows upside down: "Why is that?"

"I'm afraid you'll cry." Song Xuan turned his head and coughed lightly.

Xiangrong is indeed a girl like a green forest hero, but she is also really soft-hearted.At the beginning, he wanted to travel, but he refused to tell Xiang Rong, because he was afraid that this tough-looking girl would drop gold beans in front of him because of parting.

Xiang Rong didn't expect to ask such an answer, how could he admit it: "You are a ruthless and unjust heartbreaker, but you deserve my mother's tears for you? Who gave you face?"

Song Xuan echoed with a smile: "Miss Xiangrong said that she is such a hero, how could she shed tears for a certain magic stick?"

Wanting to see him agree, but feeling that she was being perfunctory, she couldn't help punching him again: "I'm serious, I will never cry for you."

Song Xuan nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, you said everything."

The two old friends reunited, and they chatted enthusiastically for a while, so they stood at the end of the corridor and chatted.

But he never thought that Ji Yunxi was on the other side, watching indifferently through a hanging flower door.

He couldn't hear the voice of the two chatting, but he could see that the woman had a seemingly innocent face, and lightly beat Song Xuan's shoulder with her fist, feeling happy or angry.

Song Xuan didn't refuse, just coaxed her with a smile, and cupped his hands repeatedly. He was a talented couple, but he was a couple like a painting.

No one noticed him.

There is a door.

It's like a world away.

Ji Yunxi finally realized that the appearance of Song Xuan, for him, was not as simple as having the only person he could rely on and trust as his childhood "Brother Xuan".

But a dose of medicine.

Song Xuan was able to bring out all the warmth and happiness left in the depths of his memory.

It can also equally lure out the selfishness, jealousy, and hatred that he has accumulated for many years, and make the desire for monopoly and control continue to boil and grow.

Until this thick mass of darkness filled the chest cavity, crushing the only ray of light brought by him.

##### Miss Xiangrong has her own concubine... No, cp's.

In fact, most of the supporting roles with names and surnames that have appeared so far are useful and will appear again~ so maybe sometimes I will focus a little more, and I hope everyone has a rough memory, so that they won’t be confused when they appear again Force: Who are these? ?

Of course, these little friends are also part of the story~ After all, it is not a pure love story, I will try my best to control the intersection of plot and emotional lines, please forgive me~