Song Yihuan pushed Chu Shuolan to the outer hall, and the table was already full of colorful and fragrant meals.

Ming En, who was at the table, was serving porridge, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the two masters coming out of the house, "I've seen the son, the young lady." ”

Looking at the other party's cleverness, Song Yihuan showed a faint smile.

She pushed Chu Shuolan, who was in a wheelchair, to the table, walked to the stool on the side and sat down, and before Chu Shuolan could speak, she had already picked up chopsticks and feasted.

Ming En put the porridge within her reach, took an invitation from her arms, and sent it to Song Yihuan.

"Young lady, this is sent by the second uncle early in the morning."

Song Yihuan swallowed the food in his mouth, looked up puzzled, looked at Ming En and asked, "Second uncle?" ”

After seeing clearly what the other party was doing, Song Yihuan finally understood who Ming En was talking about.

In front of me is the opening invitation of Changle Fang.

Song Nuoyan had agreed on the opening time of Changle Fang before, that is, on the second day of her marriage.

Song Yihuan put down the chopsticks in his hand, took the invitation card in Mingen's hand and opened it.

The handwriting on the paste is very familiar, it is written by Song Nuoyan himself.

Song Yihuan turned her head to look at Chu Shuolan, she shook the invitation in her hand, and her eyes were very earnest: "Changle Fang opened today, and the post sent by the second brother." ”

The eyes are full of eagerness that I want to go first, and you just let me go.

Chu Shuolan stared at the invitation in her hand and asked casually, "Changle Fang?" Is that the restaurant you were talking about earlier? ”

"No, Changle Fang is in the north of the city and is a gambling house."

Hearing that it was a gambling house, Chu Shuolan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't ask much.

His good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then let go: "The north of the city is more chaotic......"

As soon as these words came out, Song Yihuan squeezed the invitation in her hand tightly, but the smile on her face remained unchanged, but the light in her eyes was a little alienated.

She must be going to Changle Fang when it opens, as for informing Chu Shuolan that this is just a polite process, as long as she wants to go out, she can't go out after all.

It's just that she didn't expect that Chu Shuolan would bluntly reject her.

Chu Shuolan saw the changes in Song Yihuan's eyes clearly.

So he paused for a moment, and in the other party's deep gaze, he said with a smile: "There are many ruffians and hooligans in the north of the city, you can go out if you want to, but you have to bring the guards in the mansion to protect you, otherwise I won't worry." ”

As his words came out, the smile on Song Yihuan's face changed a few times, becoming more brilliant and a little more real.

"Okay, listen to you!"

At this moment, Song Yihuan became very well-behaved.

It seems that the slightest change before is an illusion.

But Chu Shuolan knew that it was not, and it could be seen from this that the little fox he thought seemed to be more cunning than he thought, and it was still a difficult kind to raise, maybe in the process of raising it, he would develop a white-eyed wolf.

Song Yihuan got a satisfactory answer, threw the invitation aside and continued to eat.

During this period, Chu Shuolan was in front of her and told Ming En to prepare the car.

After Ming'en left, Su Rou took Ming'en's previous position and personally served the young lady's meal.

When Song Yihuan was eating happily, Chu Shuolan pushed the wheelchair to the bedroom.

When he came to the room, he directly called people: "Ryusan-"

"The subordinates are here!"

Long San knelt in front of Chu Shuolan's eyes for the first time.

Looking at the elusive Long San, Chu Shuolan had long been used to it.

He said in a faint voice: "Can the people who protect Madame make arrangements?" ”