Chapter Eighty-Three: Lack of Kindness
"Little Jasmine, you can go out too!" Zilian suddenly said softly to little Jasmine. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"Yes, Sister Zilian!" Xiao Jasmine nodded, finally glanced at Yue Feng nostalgically, turned around and walked out of the room.
Zilian got up and lowered the roller curtain at the door, and only Yue Feng and the other party were left in the small room.
What is she going to do, can it be said that she is impressed by her talent and is ready to dedicate herself, impossible, impossible, even if the other party is willing, Yun Shao will not allow it, don't look at this purple lotus It seems that she can call the shots of anything, but in fact, it is because it can bring fame and money to Zuihualou, if it is broken, it will no longer be valuable; Throughout the ages, what you can't get is the best.
And the other party's proposition also shows that the other party has a heart, 'one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, million, million', only to lose 100 million, 100 million agree, if there is no love, how can you be disappointed.
Could it be that the forces behind this drunken flower building want to get rid of me at this moment, Wang Ye is still waiting at the bottom of the building at the moment, I can't say that this is an opportunity, but if he disappears plainly, it will definitely cause Wang Bo's panic and the third princess's anxiety, thus alarming the government, this drunken flower building will definitely be inseparable from the relationship at that time, and it is not a bit of a fuss to destroy this drunken flower building that has been operating for many years for the sake of himself.
Yue Feng thought about a lot of possibilities, but he was immediately overthrown by himself, and he couldn't guess what this woman was going to do, but he swore that if there was such a scene next time, he would definitely take Wang Ye with him, at least he wouldn't be like this.
"Son-in-law, Zilian has something she wants to ask you!" Zilian looked at Yue Feng and asked softly.
"Girl, please speak!" Yue Feng smiled, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.
"Are you still resentful of little Jasmine?" Zilian said her own problem.
What, what you are asking about is this, Lao Tzu still thinks you have something big wrong, it turns out that this is it, the white Lao Tzu was worried for a long time, although Yue Feng's heart was constantly in his heart, but the smile on his face did not decrease, and he replied in a clear voice: "It's all over, where is the resentment." β
"Gongzi Yue, Zilian said something that shouldn't be said, little Jasmine has been really bitter these years, since your accident, she has been washing her face with tears, rarely picking up customers, even if she is accompanying guests, she is smiling and can't hide the sadness on her face; In fact, in the past few years, Mother Yun has always wanted to let little Jasmine out of the cabinet, but Little Jasmine has been waiting for you to wake up, and even forced her to die; Son-in-law, now that you have finally woken up, have you really forgotten the joy of the two of you? The more Zilian spoke, the more excited she became, and at the end she already had a hint of questioning.
Yue Feng sighed, he was very sympathetic to Xiao Jasmine's experience, but he was not the original Yue Feng, and he didn't know whether what Zilian said now was true or false, so he could only pretend to be melancholy and sighed: "How can I forget what happened in the past, but time has passed, and now I am not Yue Feng three years ago, Yue Feng was young and frivolous at that time, and his talents were very high, and his parents were still alive at that time, so he could have fun all day long; But now, my parents have passed away, and the huge Yuefu needs to be supported in the future, how can I waste time on the love of men and women? β
"It's a waste of time, I didn't expect that Young Master Yue, who was able to be angry with his sweetheart back then, finally woke up, but became a merciless person, I really feel worthless for Xiao Jasmine's persistence!" Zilian said sarcastically with frost on her face.
Yue Feng was silent and no longer defended, saw the pen and ink in front of the table out of the corner of his eye, walked to the table, picked up the brush, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and pretended to write down bitterly:
Red crisp hands, yellow silk wine, the city is full of spring palace wall willows.
The east wind is evil, the joy is thin, a sorrow, and a few years away.
Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky.
The peach blossoms fall, the idle pond pavilion, although the mountain league is there, the brocade book is difficult to support.
Momomo.
Although Zilian was very disgusted with a person like Yue Feng, she also had to praise the other party for being really talented, and before she could see clearly what he was writing, the handwriting that grabbed people's hearts was deeply impressed, why would God love such a negative person, Zilian looked at it seriously with her incomprehension of the sky, but the more she looked at it, the more angry she became, and saw that in the end, her face was as heavy as water, and her eyes were filled with cold ice that could not be dissolved.
"It's a good sentence, 'Although the mountain league is here, the brocade book is difficult to trust,' your Yue's mansion is only ten miles away from the drunken flower building, but it is described as the end of the world, such talents are wasted on a person like you, it is really unfair, send off!" After Zilian finished speaking angrily, she turned her back to Yue Feng, not wanting to say anything to her.
Yue Feng walked out of the room with his fists clenched, and found that Xiao Jasmine was crying again, her red and swollen eyes were full of inexhaustible sadness, obviously the other party was listening to the conversation between him and the Purple Lotus House, Yue Feng sighed and beckoned Du Chun to leave, and before leaving, he took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms and gently placed them beside Xiao Jasmine.
No matter what, the other party is crying because of him after all, even if this is a fake act, Yue Feng's previous performance has already dropped the dark chess, and if there is a conflict in the future, he can also use this to disturb the other party's mind, whether it is comfort or tricks, Yue Feng's every move has extremely far-reaching significance.
"Okay, don't cry, he's no longer the original Yue Feng, he doesn't care about you anymore!" Zilian walked to Xiao Jasmine's side and held the other party's hatred of iron and steel.
"No, Sister Zilian, I can feel that Feng Lang still cares about me, you see, he left me a silver ticket when he left!" Little Jasmine picked up the silver ticket beside her, crying and justifying, tears kept dripping on the paper, rendering the paper.
"This is what he compensates you for, it doesn't mean that he still loves you, Jasmine, forget about her, you will definitely find a better one, people like him are not worth it!" Zilian pulled Xiao Jasmine to the table and pointed to the poems written by Yue Feng to persuade her.
Little Jasmine covered her lips, her eyes were filled with despair, tears were like streams, slowly coming down, her years of persistence collapsed in an instant, only to feel suddenly weak, and she fell to the ground along Zilian's side.
"Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong!" Little Jasmine had tears in her eyes, and she repeated these words in despair, her face like ashes.
Zilian knelt beside Xiao Jasmine and held her in her arms, hoping that this would bring some comfort to the other party, and at this moment, a maid sent Yue Feng's previous Mobao in.
"Sister Zilian, this is Gongzi Yue's previous work, look where you put it!" The maid said.
"Just put it in the corner!" Zilian didn't care about the Dao.
"Thisβ" The maid suddenly hesitated, her face embarrassed.
"What's wrong!" Zilian asked.
"Sister Zilian, someone in the front hall bid 10,000 taels to buy this pen and ink, just put it so casually, I'm afraid it will be damaged!" The maid told what she had seen in the front hall.
"Ten thousand taels, I didn't expect this bastard to be so appreciated, you open it, I'll look at it again!" The price of 10,000 taels surprised Zilian, she didn't expect a pair of handwriting to be sold for such a high price, but as soon as she remembered that it was written by Yue Feng, she felt that the world was really eyeless, and it was all a bunch of mediocre people.
The paper scroll slowly opened, Zilian suddenly picked up the brush, and in the maid's stunned eyes, she crossed out the sentence "I wish I could do it, in the next life, you will be a woman and I will be a man", and scolded hatefully, "Men are all unkind, and they should all die!" β