Wanwan Jianghu Road

"Be good, Ziqing, how are you?"

Pushing away the few people in front of him, Nangong Si leaned in front of Fu Nian with a smile all over his face, as if he was asking for credit, like a puppy who picked up the wooden stick thrown by his master, looking eagerly at his own Owner.

"They are all yours?"

Fu Nian directly ignored the shining light in Nangong Si's eyes, and asked with a look of reluctance.

Nangong Si Sa Huan'er nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, I made the decision. Are you serious? Are you trying to praise me? Haha~ Please reward me, I want to hug and hold you high~"

"go away!"

Fu Nian slapped Nangong Si's face with a cold hand, and patted him aside.

At this time, a burst of applause suddenly came.

Fu Nian and Nangong Si looked at the source of the sound at the same time, the two women watching the battle on the second floor of Hualou.The one who applauded was the person who made the remarks just now, while the other person, who hadn't said a word from the beginning, looked indifferently at Nangong Si and Fu Nian who were also looking at her downstairs.

"Young master, you are very skillful! Our proprietress likes to make friends with people who are skilled in the world. I don't know if the young master would like to give him a face and come upstairs to get together?" The woman on the left invited Nangong Si to go upstairs.

Although being praised is a very cool thing, if it was a day ago, he knew it was a trick, and he would have gotten into it. Anyway, he was not the one who was cheated in the end, but now, his future wife is still around.

"Be good, Ziqing, what do you think? Shall we go up and have a look?"

"She invited you."

"But I want to go upstairs with Ziqing obediently."

"Oh, I'm not interested."

"Oh, okay." Then, Nangong Si started, imitating Fu Nian's emphasis, and said to the woman, "Oh, I'm not interested."

When Nangong Si said the latter sentence, Fu Nian turned around, pushed away the few people who were blocking him, and walked out of the crowd.

Nangongsi followed immediately.

The hydrangea fell on the ground outside the crowd. As soon as Fu Nian came out, the crowd saw it. Of course, he chose to ignore it and was about to go around when a strong wind suddenly appeared, blowing the broken hair on his forehead. Then, the hydrangea on the ground disappeared, and then, five steps away from him, a tall, gentle-looking boy with red lips and white teeth suddenly appeared, and the disappearing hydrangea actually appeared in the boy's hand.

"Master... run slowly."

Just a few seconds later, another female voice full of rural flavor came from the other side of the street, and then a girl with a young face and a lot of pockmarks ran away out of breath. Come over, stop beside the boy, support his knees with both hands, without the restraint of a lady, panting heavily.

And the boy who was called the young master didn't pay attention to the girl at all. He raised his head, looked like a rich young man, stared at the woman upstairs, and asked arrogantly: "Hey, upstairs, is this thrower?" Hydrangea, are you looking for a husband?"

"Young master, we only sell art and not ourselves. Since the hydrangea is in the hands of the young master, Tweety will accompany you to eat, drink and have fun every day. All the bills are contracted by Hualou, and the young master will not use a cent of the money."

"Hey, it sounds like a good deal, but is there really such a good thing in this world?"

The young man smiled and weighed the hydrangea in his hand, weighed it again and again, and then he noticed the people who were frozen in front of him, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the two people who had just passed by him.