An hour later, Lin Muchen walked out of a medicinal herb shop with a package in his hand.

He glanced at the silver card in his hand, which contained less than two hundred gold coins.

He suddenly said a little helplessly: "I have saved the gold coins for several years, and there is not much left to spend in one day, I am probably the poorest young master among the four major forces in Qinglong City, right?"

"By the way, tomorrow seems to be Miss Qing'er's birthday, so let's buy a gift for her by the way!"

"Just, what kind of gift to buy her?"

While thinking about it, Lin Muchen suddenly saw a clothing store opposite, so he walked over.

After a while, Lin Muchen walked out of the store with another package in his hand.

"I wonder if Qing'er will like this dress?" he muttered to himself, walking forward.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead.

Lin Muchen glanced at the crowd and ignored it, but he seemed to hear Su Qing'er's voice.

His eyes were slightly condensed, and he walked straight towards the crowd.

I saw that in the crowd, the owner of a bun shop was vicious, insulting and punching a little beggar.

"Little beggar, in broad daylight, you dare to steal my buns, you are impatient, right?"

The little beggar was disheveled, and his clothes were tattered and dirty.

Perhaps he was so hungry that he curled up and stuffed the bun into his mouth, without snorting or dodging.

Next to it, surrounded by people watching the excitement, pointing and talking.

Su Qing'er frowned and grabbed the arm of the owner of the bun shop.

"Don't fight, if you keep fighting, he will be killed by you!" Su Qing'er stopped.

The owner of the bun shop shook off Su Qing'er's hand and said, "Who are you!

"You still eat! I can't choke you!"

While scolding, he kicked the little beggar a few more times.

"You!" Su Qing'er looked at the owner of the bun shop angrily.

"What's the matter, you still want to beat me, he stole my buns!" the boss seemed to be taken by Su Qing'er's momentum, and pointed at the little beggar with some inwardness.

"You take this, I gave him the money for his bun!"

A voice came.

At the same time, a gold coin flew towards the owner of the bun shop.

When the owner of the bun shop saw the gold coin, he immediately smiled.

He hurriedly grabbed the gold coin and flattered, "Thank you, Childe! Thank you, Childe!"

"Brother Mu Chen, why are you?!" When she saw the person who came, Su Qing'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

It turned out that seeing that Su Qing'er seemed to be about to make a move, Lin Muchen just happened to come and happened to see this scene, so he threw away a gold coin to resolve the conflict.

"Hmph, count you stinky beggar good luck today, meet such a kind son!, otherwise I won't be able to beat you to death!" The owner of the bun shop glanced at the little beggar with some disgust, and said angrily.

Su Qing'er glared at the owner of the bun shop, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense!

While speaking, Su Qing'er grabbed a basket of steamed buns, put them in the hands of the little beggar, and said gently: "Don't worry, eat slowly!"

The little beggar took the bun and glanced at Su Qing'er and Lin Muchen, there was no emotion in the black and white eyes, some were just indifferent.

It seems that there is no emotion for everything.

Su Qing'er was startled and hurriedly got up.

Lin Muchen was frightened, he suddenly remembered a sentence, mourning is greater than dying, the feeling that the little beggar gave him was like this.

What happened to this little beggar?

However, this is not Lin Muchen's business.

Holding the bun, the little beggar got up and ran.

"Look, you saved him, but he left without saying a word of thanks! Childe, your gold coin is really not worth it!" said the owner of the bun shop, shaking his head.

The next moment, there was an exclamation from the crowd.

I saw that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a gorgeous robe stretched out his right foot and tripped the little beggar, and the bun was suddenly scattered on the ground.

The young man's face was pale, his steps were vain, and at first glance he looked like he had been hollowed out by wine.

"It's the only son of the Great Elder of the Qian family, Qian Yu!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, obviously recognizing the identity of the young man, and everyone hurriedly dispersed for a distance, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Qian Yu made a joke on his face, and stomped on a bun in front of the little beggar.

Next to him, the two boy's henchmen laughed and enjoyed it.

The little beggar, who had been beaten and abused by the owner of the bun shop before, and had never resisted, saw that the bun was trampled flat, and suddenly went crazy, and got up and rushed towards Qian Yu fiercely.

Qian Yu was startled by the little beggar's actions, reacted, and lifted him away.

The little beggar was suddenly pushed to the ground, revealing a delicate and pretty face.

Even though the little face was a little dirty, it still couldn't hide the beauty of its owner.

The little beggar turned out to be a beautiful girl of thirteen or fourteen years old!

Qian Yu, who was originally angry, suddenly straightened his eyes when he saw the girl's pretty face.

"Yu Gongzi, are you alright?" asked a follower cautiously.

The other attendant walked towards the little beggar and was about to fight.

Qian Yu reacted, quickly wiped his son, walked to the sidekick who wanted to beat the girl in a few steps, and pushed it aside.

"Childe?" the attendant was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more, and hurriedly retreated.

"Little sister, are you okay? Did you fall and hurt me?" Brother helped you up!" Qian Yu said, bending down, just to hold the girl's hand.

The girl hurriedly grabbed the ground and took a few steps back.

"What a beautiful little girl, but it's a pity, now that Qian Yu is looking at her, she will definitely be ruined!"

"That's for sure, but being favored by Mr. Qian Yu can be regarded as her blessing, it's better than being a beggar!"

"That's ...... too"

......

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.

Su Qing'er rushed over to help the girl up, and said angrily, "Why did you trip him?"

was reprimanded, and Qian Yu was about to get angry.

But when he saw Su Qing'er's pure and pretty face and posture like a snow lotus, a touch of surprise flashed in Qian Yu's eyes.

He showed a statue of Brother Pig, rubbed his hands, and said secretly in his heart: "I'm so lucky today, I can meet two excellent products when I go shopping." ”

"Ahem"

Qian Yu coughed lightly, tidied up his clothes, and put on a decent gentleman's appearance.

When the people around saw this, they immediately felt a burst of disdain.

Qian Yu looked at Su Qing'er and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

He slowly walked up to the two girls and said to Su Qing'er with a kind attitude: "This girl, just now I accidentally tripped this little beggar, oh no, it's a girl." Now, her buns are also scattered all over the ground, as an atonement, I have money to invite you to a meal today, can the girl give her face?"

"Good dogs don't get in the way!"

Su Qing'er snorted coldly, glanced at him with some disgust, slapped away his blocking arm, and helped the girl pick up the buns on the ground.

Being ridiculed by Su Qing'er like this, Qian Yu suddenly felt that his face was a little unbearable, and his face was gloomy like water: "Toast and don't eat and drink! Today's meal, I have to invite Qian Yu!"

As he spoke, he was about to grab Su Qing'er's arm.

"Your dog's paw is stretching a little longer, so I'll chop it up!"

Lin Muchen lined up the crowd and paced towards Qian Yu step by step.