big master, big liar

At breakfast the next day, Fang Qiutang faced two people who were silent.

He was the only one at the dinner table talking endlessly about business classics, while Song Xuan and Ji Yunxi ate food without saying a word, and they didn't even touch each other's eyes.

Occasionally looking up, Ye's eyes seemed to be two magnets of the same polarity, cleverly avoiding each other, only staring at the space under the other's earlobe in a daze.

Seeing Song Xuan finish cooking a whole bowl of rice, Fang Qiutang was saying, "Song Xuan, please turn around and thank Miss Xiangrong for me. This time it is really thanks to her."

As soon as these words came out, the air above the dining table stagnated for a moment.

Now Xia Qiutang finally felt the strangeness of the atmosphere, he scanned the two people back and forth: last night, something must have happened to these two people.

Song Xuan put down the bowls and chopsticks: "You can tell it yourself."

"I don't have time, don't I?" Fang Qiutang said with a trace of inquiry on his face. "I still have two boxes of makeup and powder that I made by myself. I want you to bring them for me. It's a thank you gift for her."

As he spoke, he pushed two white porcelain cosmetic boxes towards him.

Ji Yunxi lowered his head to eat, as if he didn't hear anything.

Song Xuan raised his eyelids: "No."

Now Qiutang is more sure, there must be some awkwardness between these two people, and this awkwardness is [-]% related to Xiangrong or Hua going downstairs.

Fang Qiutang was really interested.

You know, Song Xuan is a man who is approachable at best, but at worst, he is a bad guy.He has been with Song Xuan for so many years, it is rare to see him blushing towards anyone, and he is even more tolerant towards his friends around him, taking a step back when he can.

Song Xuan was angry with Ji Yunxi, but it made Fang Qiutang a little curious.

Seeing that Song Xuan refused to pay attention to him, he put away the two boxes of makeup powder, with a smile on his face: "If you don't want to go downstairs, I will go by myself, but I have to watch them buy goods later. , can’t get away. If you are free, why don’t you go for me?”

Song Xuanzheng was worried that he had no reason to avoid Ji Yunxi at home, so he complied when he heard the words, cleaned the food in the bowl and went out.

Seeing that Song Xuan had left, Ji Yunxi put down the bowl and chopsticks, and her eyes fell on Fang Qiutang.

Qiutang at the dining table looked at him for a long time with a half-smile, as if she wanted to say something to him, but Ji Yunxi didn't want to pay attention to it, but thinking of Song Xuan's silence, he sat there again.

He also wanted to get something out of Fang Qiutang's trick.

After thinking about it all night, he had to admit that after the two separated for many years, his understanding of Song Xuan was not even as good as Song Xuan's friends in the world.

After knowing that Song Xuan was the same person in his childhood, his monopoly and dependence on Song Xuan increased day by day.

However, he could not control Song Xuan at all.

When did Song Xuan learn the fortune-telling skill, how did he start to make a living with it, what kind of people he liked, and what kind of things he experienced, to Ji Yunxi, everything was blank.

Even if Zhu Yang was asked to investigate, he could only find some untrue rumors.

It's just that Song Xuan's gentleness towards him always gave him the illusion that nothing had changed.

But Ji Yunxi clearly realized last night that Song Xuan had already become a strange, powerful man in these years of wandering, but even more so that people couldn't look away.

Seeing Ji Yunxi's indifferent look, Fang Qiutang never imagined that he had so many complicated thoughts in his mind, and only thought he was still angry: "Did Song Xuan teach you last night?"

This was the only reason he could think of for the two brothers to quarrel: Song Xuan found out that Ji Yunxi was having fun with a prostitute, so he reprimanded him a few times, which actually hurt the young man's face.

Ji Yunxi was noncommittal: "I saw him downstairs in Huaxia."

Fang Qiutang thought he was complaining about Song Xuan's double standards, so she couldn't help but said, "What did you see? He went with me."

It has to be said that even though Fang Qiutang disliked and fooled Song Xuan in every possible way, she still defended it in front of others.

"Although Song Xuan is rigid, it's for your own good." Fang Qiutang was quite patient with Ji Yunxi, but he still refused to forgive him. "You haven't married a wife yet. He doesn't want you to go there to mess around, because he is afraid that you will break down at a young age. When you become a powerful eunuch in the future, it will be too late for you to cry. "

"Besides, I'm afraid you didn't understand when you first came. There are not a few beauties in Sifang City. Song Xuan is just afraid that you will suffer a disadvantage."

Ji Yunxi raised his eyelids: "Couldn't it be that he suffered a disadvantage himself?"

"What kind of losses has he suffered?" Fang Qiutang was at a loss. "He is as smart as the monkey ancestors. Who can make him suffer?"

"Xiang Rong." Ji Yunxi still said the name.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a questioning look in his eyes: "Didn't he give the flowers downstairs to Xiang Rong?"

Fang Qiutang opened his mouth, and finally realized what Ji Yunxi was talking about. He laughed tremblingly, and his eyes were narrowed: "So you said this, but don't talk nonsense——Song Xuan's body is so strong, so he can't talk about it." Do you have to think about that big Buddha?"

Almost half of him collapsed in the chair laughing: "It's fine for others to believe the rumors in the market, but you dare to believe it? Just look at Song Xuan's useless virtue, he can still afford to send flowers downstairs? If you really have that money, why not?" It’s a good deal to give it to me.”

Ji Yunxi suddenly realized that he might have made an own mistake.

Fang Qiutang smiled for a long time before recovering, and explained Song Xuan's unprovoked "love affair" to Ji Yunxi.

"Xiang Rong is not a brothel girl, but a fugitive slave of a big man. That person has a certain relationship with Song Xuan. He is reluctant to bear Xiang Rong, but he refuses to come forward, so he asks Song Xuan to help take the pot and send flowers downstairs to Xiang Rong." Fang Qiutang explain. "Miss Xiangrong and Song Xuan both know this matter well, they have taken care of each other all these years, it can be regarded as a brotherhood at best—"

After laughing, Fang Qiutang reminded him again: "Don't provoke Xiangrong, she has nothing else, she is born with supernatural power, and three or five strong men can't match her."

Ji Yunxi didn't follow along with the smile, but his eyes became colder: "He is kind, and he will bear the blame."

It made everyone think that Xiangrong was Song Xuan's confidante.

Seeing Ji Yunxi's expression, Fang Qiutang slowly put away his smile, and became more serious: "It's not easy for him these years."

"I don't know where he picked you as a younger brother, but since Song Xuan values ​​you, it's your luck. In this world, there are very few people who can treat others with all their heart and soul like him."

"Even if it's for the sake of his sincerity, if there are some small quarrels, no matter who is right or who is wrong, it's over when it's over."

After Fang Qiutang said this, she couldn't help thinking that she was meddling, so she waved her fan and left.

Ji Yunxi was left alone at the table.

He knew how difficult Song Xuan had been through these years.

I also know that Song Xuan is sincerely treating others well.

But what he wanted was to monopolize Song Xuan's good, no matter whether it was a good life or a bad life, he always hoped that there would be traces of him in it.

However, what was missed in the past is missed after all.

What he wants to plan is Song Xuan's future. #####Ji Yunxi is actually not a complete sick girl now, he is young, and Song Xuan is an old man, most of his rational and mature side.

And from a certain point of view, it was always him who used his love earlier and deeper, and he didn't have enough strength to suppress Song Xuan in the early stage, so there would always be some situations where he hit a wall and suffered a loss, and made foolish moves.

But he will slowly learn how to eat this old fritter while getting along with Song Xuan~

Ji Bingjiao's long journey has just begun...