Chapter 117: Hope
The other one who noticed Bai Qishao and them leaving was the master and servant in the No. 1 box.
The young man in white still sat upright at the table, with one hand on the table and a handkerchief on his lap with the other.
Although his figure was emaciated, his momentum was not weak, like an unsheathed peerless sword.
His eyes were looking at the seats in box five through the glass screen in front of him, and although he couldn't see the people inside, there was still a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Uncle Zhong: "Young Master, what are you looking at?" ”
The young man in white said lightly: "Look at the Bai family." ”
Uncle Zhong was puzzled: "Isn't the Bai family gone?" ”
The young man in white: "A different Bai family." ”
Uncle Zhong followed the young man's gaze and said in surprise: "The young master is saying that the Bai family is also in the fifth box?" ”
The young man in white: "Hmm. ”
Uncle Zhong was puzzled: "No, it seems that they were fighting with the Bai family's old seven for the sapphire jewelry before." ”
The young man in white still let out a faint 'um'.
Uncle Zhong suddenly said, "What does the young master mean, they also did it on purpose?" ”
The white-clothed young man smiled faintly: "It seems that the disciples of the Bai family are not Bai Qishao's Yiyan Hall!" ”
Uncle Zhong felt that something was wrong: "The young master wants to... Unite these people...? But they are still the Bai family after all! ”
The young man in white: "The enemy of your enemy is your friend, isn't it?" ”
Uncle Zhong sighed: "But our target is not only Bai Qishao, but the eldest lady of his Bai family!" ”
The young man in white clenched the handkerchief in his hand: "Ahem-"
Uncle Zhong hurriedly handed over the water, and the young man in white shook his head and asked, "How many days have we been in Ling'an City?" ”
Uncle Zhong: "Young Master, it's been three days. ”
The young man in white: "Remember what we heard in Yunhe Tower that day?" ”
Uncle Zhong was still puzzled, and the young man was not in a hurry, so he took a sip of white water before saying leisurely: "Didn't they all say that the Bai family had another genius girl, or the only daughter of the second room of the Bai family who died more than ten years ago..."
Uncle Zhong: "Young Master thinks the person in the fifth box is this young lady?" ”
The young man in white nodded.
Uncle Zhong sighed: "Not to mention whether the rumors are true or not, even if she is really a little genius, I am afraid she will not be able to shake the current status of the head of the Bai family!" ”
The young man in white: "No, she can." ”
Uncle Zhong: "Why is the young master so determined?" ”
The young man in white: "Instinct, maybe she is my hope!" Do you remember Aunt Lan's previous plans? ”
Uncle Zhong said angrily: "How can I not know that over the years, she has not changed her way to harm the young master one day!" ”
The young man in white smiled disdainfully.
Uncle Zhong said again: "I don't know what she meant by letting the young master come to the Bai family to give a New Year's gift this time?" Although the road was peaceful, I always felt unsteady in my heart. ”
The young man in white: "Didn't she keep saying that I was not young and that I should have someone to take care of me if I was not in good health." ”
Uncle Zhong raised his eyebrows and glanced at the young man: "That's right, if you can have a caring good girl, it's good for the young master to get married early, and Mrs. can rest assured." But if this girl is chosen by Aunt Lan, then it is absolutely impossible, and the old lady will not agree. ”
The eyes of the young man in white were a little dazed, and in the Qi family, only his mother and grandfather really hoped that he would be well.
Uncle Zhong seemed to think of something, and slapped his thigh: "Young master, Aunt Mo Feilan planned to give this orphan girl in the second room of the Bai family to the young master!?" ”
Thinking about it like this, Uncle Zhong instantly understood why he asked them to give this New Year's gift, I was afraid that the drunkard didn't mean to drink, and wanted to do something pickled for them in the Bai family.