Fu Mingzhan took advantage of the excitement to find it, but he didn't expect that all he took away was a stomach full of anger, he secretly thought to himself, he must go to the old man to ask why Duan Xingye became like this! This place that made him depressed, he didn't want to stay for a moment, if it weren't for the fact that there was still his good brother here, he wouldn't even bother to look at that last look.

"Driving !!" took one last look at the small courtyard, and Fu Mingzhan hated the horse and left.

After Fu Mingzhan and the two left, the gate of the courtyard next to them slowly opened, and a woman walked out gently, after the woman gently closed the door of her house, she walked into Duan Xingye's house, and he saw Duan Xingye sitting on the ground leaning against the door with a lost face, and there was a wine jar on his right hand.

The woman did not say a word, but gently tidied up the room, took away the plates on the table, swept the floor, wiped the tables and stools, made the bed for him, and finally cleaned up the scraps of wood that had fallen on the floor outside the house, and she did it softly, as if she did not make a sound.

After this woman finished these things, she was about to leave, when Duan Xingye suddenly asked her, "Huanniang, do you think I am the most useless man in the world??"

The woman turned her face, Duan Xingye looked at this face that was also once like a flower, of course he also saw the long scar on this face from the corner of the left eye to the chin, the healed scar looked like a white centipede at first glance, even this ugly scar could not hide the beauty of this woman.

"Uncle Duan, you're not!"

After saying just one word, the woman turned around and walked away gently, gently closing Duan Xingye's gate and returning to her own courtyard.

Duan Xingye smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and reached out to touch the wine jar, but accidentally knocked the wine jar over, and the wine came out, mixed with the cold smell of winter, and the fragrance of this wine smelled different.

His hands couldn't even touch the wine jar, and he stretched out his hand to his eyes, Duan Xingye looked at his hands that were stained with oil and had not been washed for a long time, the thin and long fingers were so white and greasy, there was no blood, he didn't know how long he would have to sink, because he really couldn't let go of that figure, that charming figure, that figure that fascinated him at first sight.

Fu Mingzhan rode his horse silently, his eyes ahead, but his mind was full of thoughts about why Duan Xingye had become like this.

The little guy saw that he hadn't spoken, and knew why he was unhappy, so he said, "Master Fu, Master Duan may have become like this because of a woman!"

Fu Mingzhan reined in his horse violently, glared at him and asked, "You know, tell me quickly, what's going on!"

The little guy was taken aback by him, his heart tightened, and he said with a sigh of relief: "A few years ago, the little one also heard about Duan Ye's reputation, but then he heard less about it, that is, once I heard the guests in the store talk about it, it seems that Duan Ye has changed because of Fan Yujian's talent." ”

"It's changed", Fu Mingzhan could hear that the original words were definitely not good, but he already understood the meaning.

"Who is Fan Yujian, is she a woman from a big family in Zhongzhou?"

"This, no, she is the top brand of Chunhua Caiyue Tower, the most famous Oiran in Zhongzhou City?"

When Fu Mingzhan heard this, he said angrily: "I thought it was a lady, it turned out to be a *!"

After saying that, he wanted to go back and beat Duan Xingye, he was bad for someone, but he made himself look like this for a * who didn't know self-love!