Looking at the obvious green tendons on the back of her hand, you don't have to wait for the slap to come over, you can know how hard she is.

However, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint her. Although it is in their territory, she is not a vegetarian.

It's just that before she could do it, someone had already stood up for her.

Yan Chen's cold and piercing voice came from his chest:

"Who dare touch her? I say to you, if she loses a hair here today, I will pay for that man's life."

The little guy standing next to him couldn't help but take a few steps back, and silently rubbed his arms as he retreated.

The maid who was about to hit Bei Yutian, I don't know if she was frightened by his cold breath, or by his cold and piercing voice, the hand that was about to hit Bei Yutian suddenly stopped in mid-air, and there was no further movement.

The arrogant Zheng Ziyun saw that her maid was so easily frightened, and immediately became irritable, no longer caring about her identity as a young lady, she walked towards Bei Yutian angrily, and kept cursing in her mouth:

"Useless things, hurry up and open them for Miss Ben. You can't teach you a lesson, what is the use of Miss Ben asking you. When I go back, I'll ask my aunt to sell you to the kiln. Hmph!"

After speaking, he looked at Yan Chen with disdain and said, "Today, I want to see, in this Western Capital, Miss Ben will beat her, you can still kill Miss Ben."

Zheng Ziyun's gaze flashed, she deliberately turned the pattern of the ring on her hand to the palm of her hand, and then raised her palm high and scraped it towards Bei Yutian's face.

Feng Jin was pushed by her, and then she came back to her senses from her fear.

looked at Zheng Ziyun, with a look of grievance, and dared to retreat angrily.

Although Pei Yutian didn't keep staring at her, he had already seen her small movements from the corner of his eye.

Oh, what a vicious mind. It's not enough to hit her, you even want to destroy her face.

Yanchen glanced at Zheng Ziyun, and before she could get close to Bei Yutian, he threw out the teacup in his hand and smashed it directly into her face.

"Ahh

Zheng Ziyun didn't have the slightest defense, and was smashed by the tea cup at the moment, and let out a cry of pain.

There was still unfinished tea in the teacup, and at this moment, the tea mixed with tea leaves was also sprinkled on her body, not to mention that the collar was all wet, and even a few tea leaves fell from her body with her movements.

Bei Yutian looked at Zheng Ziyun who was smashed, and was a little surprised, but not because she was smashed, but because it was Yanchen who smashed him, which really surprised her.

Thinking of teaching her a lesson by himself for a while, Yanchen took the lead.

Well, it's nice to be protected.

"It hurts, I'm in so much pain...... my face, is my face ruined?" Zheng Ziyun screamed in pain while covering her smashed face with her hands and wailing.

Seeing this, Feng Jin couldn't care about her grievances anymore, and hurriedly stepped forward to check if she was injured.

Tong Feng, who was holding the jewelry next to him, also hurriedly put the jewelry in his hand back on the tray, came to Zheng Ziyun's side as quickly as possible, and prayed in his heart: Miss must not be fine, otherwise their lives will not be guaranteed.

"Miss, can you bring your hand first, and let the slave see if you are injured?"

Tong Feng grabbed Zheng Ziyun's hand and pulled it, but he didn't pull her hand away, so he had to coax softly.

"Ah, my face hurts, and so does my nose." Zheng Ziyun exhaled in pain while kicking Tong Feng and Feng Jin beside her hard, "You two useless dog minions, just watching me being bullied? Go, and call the treasurer out to me."

"The slave and maid will call at once." After Feng Jin finished speaking, he hurriedly ran to the back hall to call someone.

But after a moment, a deep voice came from the back hall: "Who is making trouble in my Ruyi Pavilion? I even hurt Miss Zheng, I really don't want to live!"

Bei Yutian and Yanchen looked at the back hall.

I saw a middle-aged man in a brown satin shirt, with two mustaches, and a pair of eyes the size of beans, but he was unusually shrewd. The body was slightly blessed, the clothes looked a little ill-fitting, and the buttons were tightly tightened, as if they were right away

It's like it's going to fall apart.

Song Binggang came out of the lobby, didn't even look at Pei Yutian and Yanchen, and walked straight towards Zheng Ziyun, with a worried look, as if Zheng Ziyun was his parents.

"Hey, I didn't know that Miss Zheng was here, and Song was really disappointed. Ah, which bastard got Miss Zheng's face?"

Seeing him coming, Zheng Ziyun was extremely angry, covering her face with one hand, trembling uncontrollably with the other, pointing at Yanchen and saying, "It was he who hurt me. Shopkeeper Song, I have suffered such a grievance in your jewelry shop today, you must give me an explanation, otherwise, I will definitely make your jewelry shop unable to open in the West."

Song Bing frowned and said soothingly, "What did Miss Zheng say. You are being bullied in my shop, Song Mou will be angry for Miss Zheng, and please Miss Zheng don't be impatient."

After the words fell, Song Bing turned around, and then looked at Yanchen and Bei Yutian. That look, vicious: "It's you two bastards who bullied Miss Zheng?"

Bei Yutian raised his eyebrows and looked at Yanchen.

Yan Chen's eyes were cold, and he looked at Song Bing and slowly spoke, "You'd better keep your mouth clean."

Song Bing hooked the corner of one of his lips, snorted lightly, touched the mustache on his lips with one hand, and said contemptuously, "Boy, it's still quite rampant. I'll just ask you, this Miss Zheng, did you smash it?"

Yan Chen narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "I smashed it. Why, you still have to teach me a lesson for her?"

"That's right, today Song just wants to teach you a good lesson." Song Bing waved his hand and beckoned the little maid to call someone, while carefully looking at Yanchen and Bei Yutian.

These two people, although the fabric they wear is good, they look very raw, and they should not be from the Western Capital. This strong dragon is not the head snake of the ground, since it is in his territory, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

As soon as the sound of his shouting fell, Yanchen and Bei Yutian saw several young men coming out of the back hall with their guys.

"Treasurer, who will you teach?"

One of the men asked.

Song Bing looked at Yan Chen and pointed at him, and said proudly, "It's him." Give him a hard beating until Miss Zheng is satisfied."

"Wait a minute."

Pei Yutian looked at the speaker.

It's the guy who served them tea just now.

I saw that the little guy hurriedly arrived in front of Song Bing, pulling his sleeve, as if he wanted to talk to him alone.

In order to please Zheng Ziyun, Song Bing wanted to quickly help her teach Yanchen a lesson, where did he notice his small actions.

With a wave of his sleeves, he threw the little guy aside, and muttered: "Go, go, lookless thing, don't you see that I am helping Miss Zheng teach this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky."

After speaking, he looked at the rest of the people, and said impatiently, "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and give it to me."

Several young men walked towards Yanchen with the guy in a menacing manner.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Yan Chen raised his hand high, looked at several young men, and warned in a cold voice, "You'd better think clearly about whether you want to do anything with me. Now, I'm giving you a chance. If you put down your sticks now and stand aside, I won't hold you accountable later. But if you're still obsessed, don't blame me for being unkind."

"Hahahaha......" Song Bing looked at Yan Chen, and suddenly let out a burst of mockery, "You're welcome. Hmph, Master Song, I want to see how you are polite."

Yanchen laughed lightly, and the laughter was indescribably cold.

"Oh? Since you're so obsessed, I'll let you see it."

After speaking, he reached out and pulled out a piece of jade pendant from his waist, put it in his hand, and held it high in front of him.

The arrogant Song Bing was obviously stunned when he saw the jade pendant in Yanchen's hand.

Bei Yutian looked at it, and the jade pendant was made of the best Hetian mutton fat jade.

The real condensation is like white fat, the texture is pure, the structure is fine, the water is heady, and the oiliness is heavy.

However, such a good piece of jade, I haven't seen him wear it before, and now take it out, is there any special significance?

As soon as Bei Yutian thought of this, he heard Yan

Chen said sharply: "Shopkeeper Song, do you still recognize this jade pendant?"

Song Bing came back to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward, took the jade pendant in Yanchen's hand and looked at it repeatedly, the bean-like eyes, staring at the jade pendant in his hand, became cross-eyed at the moment.

Pei Yutian raised his head and looked at Song Bing and the jade pendant in his hand, very curious.

In an instant, Song Bing suddenly carefully held the jade pendant with both hands, and looked at Yan Chen with some disbelief: "How can you have this jade pendant?"

Yan Chen glanced at him, and his voice was cold: "Who do you think can carry such a jade pendant with him?"

As soon as Yanchen's words fell, Song Bing's arrogance just now was long gone, and he leaned over to salute Yanchen with a frightened face: "The slave has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and he didn't recognize the owner, the slave really deserves to die."

Landlord?

Pei Yutian's eyes widened instantly and looked at Yanchen.

Yanchen's face was very calm, calm and composed, it seemed that he was indeed the owner of this jewelry shop.

Putting away the consternation in his eyes, Bei Yutian didn't say anything, wanting to see what Yanchen was going to do next.

"Heh, you deserve to die. Ruyi Pavilion has always been required to wait for guests equally. Why, after being a shopkeeper for a few years, I thought I could be the master of this Ruyi Pavilion? Or do you want to take the Ruyi Pavilion for yourself?"

As soon as Yanchen's words fell, Song Bing "pounced", knelt on the ground, looked at Yanchen and begged: "The owner, the slave knows his mistake, and I hope the owner will give the slave another chance."

"Shopkeeper Song, what's going on? Why did you kneel for him again?"

Zheng Ziyun, who was standing on the side, was still waiting to see Song Bing ask someone to teach Yanchen a lesson, and looked at Song Bing who was kneeling on the ground at the moment, looking confused.

Looking at Zheng Ziyun like this, Bei Yutian couldn't help but sneer, leaned back in his chair, and prepared to watch the play all his time.

Hearing Zheng Ziyun's voice, Song Bingtou not only did not raise his head to look at her, but lowered his head, as if he didn't know Zheng Ziyun.

Looking at Song Bing, who was kneeling in front of him, Yanchen snorted coldly, and then said, "Hurry up and pack your things, get out of Ruyi Pavilion, I will spare you for today's matter." Otherwise......