The wind and moon of the other world are full of the world

The Jiangnan Cheng family of Changle Building runs a property for rich people to eat, drink and have fun. The meter-long covered bridge connects the east and west pavilions.There is also an unknown rule in Changle Building: no guests are allowed to stay overnight, and the door is closed on time every night when the house is handed over.

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the business in Changle Building is already booming. The lights in the East Pavilion are bright, and the lights in the West Pavilion are dim and ambiguous.In the night market, two gorgeously dressed and solemnly dressed men were leisurely stepping into the Changle Building.

"Qianxun, we are here to eat, drink and have fun tonight, not to seal the restaurant, you don't have to be so stern, do you?"

Mu Ziyin and Meng Qianxun walked side by side, and couldn't bear to have a sullen person beside him, as if others owed him 80 silver. people.

"Hey, hey, I said, read it, you come to Changle Building for dinner? How dare you come to Changle Building for dinner?"

Mu Ziyin yelled in a hurry, is there a mistake?If others don't know about the Prime Minister of the Jinshuo Dynasty, how can he, Mu Ziyin, not know about it?Meng Qianxun is a person who can't even support the people in his "one mansion", how can he have money to come to Changle Building for dinner?You know, what is equally famous for eating, drinking and having fun at Changle Building is its price!

Meng Qianxun, who was going upstairs, suddenly stopped, looked back at Mu Ziyin, and said in a moderate voice, "Didn't I bring you here?"

Mu Ziyin's face darkened by half!It's said that eating people is soft-spoken, anyway, this guy is eating his own tonight, so can't his tone be more tactful?

Mu Ziyin followed up a few steps, and said sadly: "Qianxun, you don't need to make yourself so poor, right? With your friendship with the emperor, is it like this?..."

"To enjoy wealth is to lose happiness." Meng Qianxun said lightly.

Mu Ziyin was dumbfounded immediately, stared blankly at Meng Qianxun for a few moments, then patted Meng Qianxun on the shoulder, laughed and said, "Since this is the case, I will pay for Qianxun's coming to Changle Building in the future!"

"Okay, thank you so much!" Meng Qianxun replied quickly.

Seeing the suddenly bright face and the slightly raised corners of the lips of the person in front of him, Mu Ziyin couldn't help mourning for his momentary urgency, oh my God, how can such feelings of pity be wasted on Meng Qianxun? ?

At night, Changle Building mainly operates the West Pavilion, and the East Pavilion is only incidental. After all, few people come to the restaurant specifically for dinner at night, and those who come to eat rarely climb up to the fourth floor. Therefore, there seems to be only one The table is occupied.

Meng Qianxun went straight to a table that was already occupied, smiled lightly, and said, "I am thinking about it, may I ask if I can take a seat?"

The deep and gentle voice revealed a slight bewitchingness imperceptibly. Cheng Zailan just sat down and had a sip of tea, but unexpectedly someone came to strike up a conversation.

Cheng Zailan raised his head slightly, with a shallow smile in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were gracefully curved, and his deep eyes seemed to contain infinite mystery. It has to be said that the man in front of him smiled alluringly.

However, Cheng Zailan looked at the empty seats all over the building, and ruthlessly refused: "I'm not used to eating at the same table with other people."

"But I really like to eat at the same table with people, and this table is the only place upstairs near the window." Meng Qianxun said it as a matter of course.

A flash of disgust and anger flashed in Cheng Zalan's eyes, and he said displeasedly, "Then come early tomorrow."

Meng Qianxun didn't invite her to sit down, and said with a gentle smile, "Thank you for reminding me, brother, I will definitely come early tomorrow, so let's have a table together tonight."

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, although Cheng Zailan was angry, he couldn't say much, not to mention that the person opposite him had already ignored him and turned his head to look out the window...

In other words, when Mu Ziyin, who was walking a little behind, saw Meng Qianxun's actions, she tacitly did not step forward, but sat down at a table at random, wondering in her heart: Meng Qianxun is not a person who will take the initiative to strike up a conversation Bar?Besides, there was only a teenager sitting at that table...

Wait, boy?

The corners of Mu Ziyin's eyes twitched, and he thought: Qianxun, do you want to...