Three days before Mrs. Zhou's birthday, she officially accepted the master of the proud hall as her righteous son.

At that time, Mu Shen was busy with the seasonal promotion business of Xiaoaotang, and there was such an important matter as Taifu Dashou at hand, so he really couldn't spare time to plan a ceremony to recognize his godfather.

Mrs. Zhou only invited some old friends from the DPRK and China, and the auditorium was gorgeous but not too ostentatious.

It also fits the heart of the tsundere hall master.

He kowtowed three times in front of Zhou Hao, who had just recovered.

After kowtowing for the third time, he secretly glanced at Ling Shang, who was watching coldly from the sidelines.

For a few days, Ling Shang always seemed to avoid Ye Mushen intentionally or unintentionally.

Occasionally, when Mu Shen came to Taifu's mansion at night, he could often see Ling Shang playing with the rain and clouds in the courtyard.

Ling Shang, who had not yet pretended to be Yu Ji, hung his throat and read the dialogue.

A smile and a smile are all kinds of charms.

It stands to reason that ordinary men making such a flattering gesture will only make people feel angry.

But Ling Shang's dusty charm, coupled with his soft but tenacious interpretation, only made Ye Mushen feel beautiful.

- Just the right amount of beauty.

Ye Mushen was naturally unwilling to look at him from afar.

He was going to go around the courtyard, and then pretend to approach the two of them casually, and say hello with a smile.

Yu Suiyun is also a high-minded character, and he has a good idea of hitting it off with Ling Shang.

For a rich man like Ye Mushen, he will only say a few polite words at most.

In order to get close to Ling Shangtao, the Tsundere Hall Master also had to talk with the rain with a signature smile.

Every time he "encountered" Ye Mushen, Ling Shang had no other reaction except to retreat to the side and pretend to be deaf and blind.

is more rejective than the unkind and cold shopkeeper when I first met.

The Straight Church Tsundere Hall Master has internal injuries.

Internal injuries are internal injuries, but Ye Mushen is a little stronger than the eldest prince.

It is time to eat, sleep, and sleep, and the responsibility to be shouldered is the same.

This is the true nature of his night admiration and laughter and pride in the world.

At this moment, Ling Shang sat in the corner expressionlessly, out of place with the excitement around him.

Ye Mushen pursed her lips, and then put on the perfect mask again, and talked and laughed with the guests.

After the banquet, the guests dispersed, leaving only the father and son of the Zhou family and Ye Mushen sitting in the hall.

Ye Mushen took advantage of the joy of this great gift to inquire side-by-side why Taifu was willing to accept him as a righteous son.

Dare to accept the emperor's abolished prince as a righteous son, ordinary people really can't do such a thing - even if the emperor respects the prince, after this incident, he will definitely have a grudge against him.

What is Ling Shang's ability to teach the Taifu to disobey the emperor's wishes?

Just because he saved Taifu's life? Just because of his demonic beauty that no one can refuse?

Zhou Yinchen poured a glass of wine, and his tone was full of sourness, "Dad, I don't understand, I see that you also look down on that beauty who practices medicine, why do you obey him like this?" ”

"And why did you choose to do this great gift today?" Ye Mushen also asked, "I can't escape anywhere, it seems that I am in a hurry......

Zhou Hao inscruciously sipped the elixir jade liquid in the luminous cup, and his shrewd eyes narrowed into a line.

"That's right, Dad," Zhou Yinchen nodded approvingly, "You just promised Ling Shang, and you don't have to fulfill your promise so quickly, right?" He ......"

"Alright." Zhou Hao put down his wine glass, his expression was not angry but arrogant, "You think I'm afraid of him?" ”

Ye Mu participated in Zhou Yinchen's panic.

Ye Mu smiled and toasted, and Zhou Yinchen shook his head in a daze.

Zhou Hao tapped his thumb on the peach wood table a few times with his jade wrench.

His wrinkled face was made even more hideous by the smirk—

"The old man has been an official for so many years, and he has never been afraid of anyone. Hmph, what is a mere merchant? ”