Chapter 82: Anger

Xu was aware of my change, Qi Ya'er retracted her hand, looked apologetic, and said, "Sister Shuzhen, I don't mean anything else, just ask." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoIf you're not happy, I won't ask......"

I'm not happy.

But in an instant, I regained my warm appearance and said gently: "It's not because of you, don't take it to heart." He laughed again: "Our family is so close, if I have a male master, will you not know?" ā€

Master's affairs, I must hide.

I thought that Qi Ya'er would ask this because she was curious, and she didn't mean anything else.

Qi Ya'er looked at me, smiled, and said, "That's right." ā€

Then in the car, we all deliberately avoided the topic.

When you arrive in Beiwa, even if you sit in the carriage, you can feel the bustling liveliness of the crowd. The coachman parked the carriage in front of Changle Building, and I followed Qi Ya'er into the building, followed by Yue Ying and Qi Ya'er's maid.

Changle Building was still as crowded as last time, and I looked at the human walls inside and out, stunned.

Qi Ya'er pulled me over and said, "I have already booked a private room on the third floor, let's go over." ā€

I find it very useful for such thoughtful hospitality.

We went to the private room on the third floor and sat down, and the tea doctor in the theater served us tea and snacks diligently. This angle of the private room can encompass the entire stage, but it is not convenient to observe the mood of the play on the stage.

In ancient times, the emphasis was on listening, not watching, and the structure of the theater would be like this if you want to come to the theater.

I was drinking tea and watching the play, but Qi Ya'er was looking around in her seat.

I was curious and asked, "But who are you looking for?" ā€

She pulled out an unnatural laugh and said, "No." He added: "I haven't been to Changle Building for a long time, and I feel that I have changed a lot, so I took a few more looks." ā€

"Really?" I smiled nonchalantly.

It's like he's looking for someone.

After a while, she beckoned the maid to her, and after whispering a few words to her, she left.

Although I had a question in my mind, I didn't ask again.

A moment later, the maid came back and whispered a few words in Qi Ya'er's ear.

I glanced over inadvertently, and Qi Ya'er smiled apologetically at me, but she showed a posture like sitting on pins and needles.

I wondered if there was something inconvenient for her to say, so I said to her, "If you have anything else to do, go ahead and get busy, I'll be waiting for you here." ā€

She stood up and said, "That'...... I'll be here later. ā€

"Hmm." I laughed. She left the private room with the maid.

There were only two people left in the private room, Yue Ying and me, I suddenly felt that my whole body was relaxed, and I turned my head to Yue Ying and said, "Yue Ying, you can sit for a while, you must be very tired after walking for so long." ā€

She glanced at the private room across from her and shook her head.

As soon as I reached out and pulled her to the stool and sat down, I smiled and said, "What are you afraid of?" Is it possible that the person on the other side can still manage here? ā€

She smiled shyly, but she didn't break free.

I turned around and called Dr. Tea again, asking him to add another cup of tea.

As a result, after calling Dr. Tea, it was a man in a pink and purple gauze suit and dark soap boots who came in.

I was stunned and looked at the upper body of the visitor.

reacted for a while, and exclaimed: "Zhao Yuan! ā€

There is really a big contrast between his luxurious clothes and the simple and shabby dress when he was in the academy.

A smile spread across his face, and he held the folding fan and raised his hand to salute me, saying, "Zhu Niangzi!" ā€

I felt like I couldn't afford it, so I hurriedly stood up.

Yue Ying, who was originally sitting on the side, had already stood up and bowed to Zhao Yuan.

He walked straight to the table and sat down on the seat where Qi Ya'er was originally sitting. The aura is like a bodhisattva who can't be moved or pushed away.

I couldn't help but remind him, "This ...... There's someone in this seat, she's just gone out on something. ā€

Zhao Yuan pursed his lips and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll talk to you for a while." Then he said to Yueying: "You go out first." ā€

Yueying looked at me and didn't move.

I thought that in this noisy place, he couldn't do anything excessive, so I said to Yueying, "It's okay, you can go outside first." ā€

Yue Ying blessed the salute and obediently walked out of the private room.

I sat down, but my heart was pounding.

Zhao Yuan and I have obviously broken up, this is a fact that the two of us know well. What's the matter with him smiling at me and talking to me?

Zhao Yuan opened his mouth and said, "When did you come back?" ā€

"About ten days ago." I barely managed to squeeze out a laugh.

He was silent for a while, and said, "I saw Lan Gongzi in Qiantang a few days ago, you say, what is he doing in Qiantang?" ā€

I said nonchalantly, "Really? After taking a sip of tea, he said, "Who doesn't like to come to a prosperous place like Qiantang?" ā€

He looked at me and said, "Zhu Wan, I don't think we can talk like we used to anymore." ā€

Not really. That incident is the mustard between me and him, not because I have a small belly and refuse to write off this matter, but because he has been holding on to it.

I didn't talk.

He sat in a different position and said casually: "Then Mr. Bai should also be back, right?" ā€

I was stunned, and suddenly remembered what I heard when I was buying jade at "Yuhuaxuan" this afternoon......

"Have you heard? The second lady of the Zhu family actually has a master...... It's still a man......"

A wave of anger rose in my heart. I suppressed my emotions and said coldly: "Zhao Yuan, did you say something to others?" ā€

"What did you say?" He smiled and said, "I have a lot to say, which one do you mean?" ā€

I gritted my teeth and said slowly, "That's it...... My Master's ......" and asked, "Have you told anyone else about it?" ā€

His expression froze, and he said, "It's just the facts, and I'm not wrong." The tone was relaxed.

I was startled by a burst of cheers downstairs.

I steadied myself and said, "Do you have to make trouble to the point where the fish is dead?" ā€

He hooked the corners of his mouth lightly and said: "This is not 'the fish dies and the net is broken', the 'net' can't be broken, it depends on whether the 'fish' wants to live or not." ā€

"I still don't understand," I suddenly felt a little depressed, "I don't know what you're doing this for?" He looked at him blankly and said, "Even if I am ruined, you won't get any benefits!" ā€

He leaned over, stared at me tightly, and said, "I'm a prince, power, money, what can't I get, do I need to take advantage?" ā€

I was choked by him and couldn't speak.

He leaned back in his chair, knocked the folding fan in his palm for a while, and said, "Aren't you some kind of 'talented girl'?" Isn't it self-esteem? Don't you look down on the powerful? Wouldn't you rather marry a cloth cloth than enter the marquis? ā€

Scold! It's funny, I've never thought of it that way.

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