Chapter Ninety-One: Intercession for Xianwu
"Well, this is the leaflet of our Rejuvenation Pavilion, you can take a look when you have time, when it is convenient, come and sit down." Hua Wuyan's tone was very peaceful, as if she was inviting an old friend to come and sit at home.
The aroma of the flyer when she bent down and handed it to Xianwu still made Xianwu's heart feel sad.
In the past, he often smelled this refreshing smell of fat powder, and there were countless women who flattered him, but now, now he is not as good as the guards in the original mansion.
After those guards went bankrupt at home, because of their martial arts, they could still go to other houses to be thugs.
Himself, a self-confessed person who does not learn and has no skills, has a reputation for being drunk and obsessed with wine, and will not be accepted wherever he goes, so he can only fight with beggars for a bowl of leftovers.
"Hmph..."Thinking of this, Xianwu couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth and sneered, as if it was a kind of self-deprecation.
Hua Wuyan didn't know what to say, because looking at the indifferent helplessness on Xianwu's face, his heart was shocked, and his shallow sadness was slightly overflowing-
If it weren't for her sister Hua Wuyan's hard work and hard work, she would have been swept through the streets by thugs when she was a child.
If her sister Hua Wuyan didn't give herself a full meal, she wouldn't dedicate herself to the local bullies, she would constantly flatter her in the hearts of the people, and gradually gain new power by getting the first favor.
At some appropriate time, directly kill its master and dominate one side... Maybe the person who ended up today is himself.
So no matter what, now that he has slowly accumulated some power, he knows how to reason, and he has to plead with his sister and let him help him.
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Rejuvenation Pavilion flowers in the faceless boudoir
"Knock knock", there was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Hua Wuyan is also tired for a day today, Jiang Chen and his sister Hua Wuyan have indeed not handled Xie Yan's matter beautifully enough, and now they have to find a way to help them solve it.
"It's me, sister."
Hua Wuyan's answer made Hua Wuyan stretch her brows, and the jade hand that was originally leaning on her head slowly loosened, and her round body also dragged her somewhat loose robe and stood up slightly.
"Come in." There was a hint of tiredness in his voice, and a wrinkle loomed at the corners of his eyes.
After Hua Wuyan entered the door, he gently closed the door and sat down on the seat in front of Hua Wuyan.
"You came late at night, probably for Lian Wu." How could I not understand my sister's mind, and the reason why Wuyan wants to keep the life of a homeless man today is nothing more than a complex, a ......
"That's right, Wuyan's mind was guessed by my sister, I don't know if my sister agreed." In front of her sister, Hua Wuyan also confessed.
A pair of apricot eyes are watery, and the eyes are pretty, revealing a sense of hope, which seems to be like a hook pulling Hua Wuyan's heart little by little.
"My sister has already sent someone to inquire, this homeless man's name is Xianwu, and he lives on the street because his family is in the middle of the road.
Although he used to bear the notoriety of being a gentleman, but now after the baptism of poverty, he has long been reborn.
And he was born with a good face, if he was trained, maybe he could win over the power of local powerful women in the future. ”
After listening to her sister's words, Hua Wuyan's head was raised slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "This person is really like what you said." ”
Although my sister pays attention to the complex, I have always known it when I am a sister, but for a person to speak like this, this person named Xianwu is still the first person