Chapter Ninety-One: Drinking Politely
After hearing this, Yang Zixiu, who had a slight trace of anger in his heart, nodded, slightly removed the trace of displeasure between his eyebrows, and then said, "I know that Uncle Mu is kind, I didn't think too much about it. ”
After placing Yang Zixiu in this seat, Mu Zichen went to the door to continue to greet the other guests.
And Yang Zixiu chatted with other young talents wandering in the garden.
Bai Zi'an looked at Mu Qianhe, who was standing beside him, and said with a hint of pity in his tone: "Miss Qianhe, don't think so much, I will definitely be able to help you solve those troubles today." ”
Mu Qianhe sighed softly, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and looked very innocent and pitiful.
"I know you don't worry! I didn't think too much, I just felt a little disappointed, the two of us can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, he was also a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance at the beginning, but I didn't expect to forget it later. ”
Sensing the slightest reluctance in the other party's words, Bai Zi'an sighed lightly, and said with a hint of hesitation in his tone: "Does Miss Qianhe have any other thoughts about him? If that's really the case, then I'll help you." ”
Bai Zi'an's tone was very firm, Mu Qianhe raised his head to look at Bai Zi'an in some surprise, and met the other party's slightly pitying eyes, but still withdrew his gaze.
"No, I don't have any other thoughts about him, my only thought now is to withdraw from this wrong marriage as soon as possible, so that the Mu family will no longer be dragged down by the Yang family. ”
Bai Zi'an nodded and stood there silently, with a slight hint of loneliness in his expression.
Maybe Mu Qianhe still has an old affection for Yang Zixiu, but because of the grievances between the two families and Yang Zixiu's current character, Mu Qianhe has no way to entrust himself sincerely, so he will ......
Seeing Bai Zi'an's somewhat lonely appearance, Mu Qianhe couldn't help it. A smile greeks.
What she wants is such a situation, what she wants is that Bai Zi'an can't help but be moved by it, but she still thinks that she still has a trace of affection for other men.
Only in this way can it not be used, and it seems that the feeling that can be obtained is the easiest to make people scratch their hearts and livers, and it is also the easiest to retain a person's heart.
"Then Miss Qihe should go back first! There are a lot of outsiders here, and it will be bad if there is a collision, if you have any needs, arrange for a maid or a servant to call me." ”
Hearing Bai Zi'an's words, Mu Qianhe nodded, turned around and left from him.
The light veil floated by, and Bai Zi'an seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance wafting from the other party, as if it was the fragrance of jasmine, mixed with a little sweetness of osmanthus.
It's just that in this midsummer season, where did the osmanthus come from, although Bai Zi Anxin didn't know, he couldn't help but indulge in this fragrance.
Mu Qianhe, who was passing by him, was even more satisfied after seeing the expression on the other party's face.
She specially concocted this fragrance to leave a touching sensation on people's hearts.
After all, the persistence of the scent on a person will of course also affect the person's reaction to the scent.
It seems that the incense she uses is really good!
On the other side, Bai Zi'an quickly restrained the expression on his face after the other party left.
But he still left a trace of dull emotion in his eyes, as if Mu Qianhe's words just now made him have a little bit of other emotions, and there was no way to hide them.
Of course, these are just to deceive the Mu family.
Soon, all the guests came here, after all, the Mu family and the Yang family had not completely torn their faces on the surface, so the two families were still perfunctory with each other, as if they had a friendly relationship as before.
Bai Zi'an took a deep breath, looking at all this in front of him, he only felt very funny in his heart, their polite and worldly appearance really made people want to invite them to write a poem to satirize them.
On behalf of Master Mu, Mu Zichen said in front of everyone why he wanted to hold this lotus appreciation banquet, and entertained everyone to eat and drink well, and then the banquet officially began.
Of course, this banquet was originally a relatively relaxed banquet, so everyone got together in twos and threes, and the young men and women also played some games such as meandering water, and looked very leisurely.
Yang Zixiu stood by the lotus pond, looking at the lotus flowers in the distance, closing his eyes slightly, and paying tribute with a leisurely expression.
"Brother Yang!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Yang Zixiu turned his head and was standing there was Mu Zichen, who grew up with him and was once regarded as a brother by him.
It's just that the two drifted apart, and now they are about to turn against each other.
"Brother Mu, do you have anything to do with me?"
Mu Zichen was holding a glass of wine in his hand, and after Yang Zixiu saw the glass of wine, he remembered what Bai Zi'an said to him last night.
However, after thinking about the pill he had already drunk, Yang Zixiu didn't have so much nervousness.
On the side, Bai Zi'an was looking in this direction with some concern.
Although he believed that Yang Zixiu would definitely be able to complete the steps he had arranged without any mistakes, after all, it involved the reputation of one person and the lives of a group of children, and of course he would still be a little nervous.
And the most important thing is that this matter involves whether he can effectively deprive the Mu family of his luck in the future.
"Brother Yang, we haven't seen this glass of wine for a long time, so I respect you, don't shirk it, you also know that our family's wine will not hurt the body but will be beneficial to cultivation. ”
Saying this, Mu Zichen handed the wine glass in his hand to Yang Zixiu.
Yang Zixiu looked at the wine glass handed to him, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Since it's Brother Mu's toast, how can I not drink it?"
He picked up his glass and gestured, then raised his hand and poured the wine into his stomach, looking very natural, not at all suspecting that there might be anything else in the other's wine.
When he had finished drinking, he even turned the glass upside down in his hand and turned it towards the ground, as if to show that he had drunk it all.
"Brother Yang is really a good amount of alcohol, if we have time for a while, we must not get drunk and not return. ”
"It's okay, if we don't have time for a while, we'll definitely have time to drink when today's business is over, right?"
Mu Zichen frowned slightly, but he quickly adjusted his expression, nodded yes with a smile, and then went to toast with others.
He always felt that there seemed to be a deep meaning in the other party's words, but the other party's face did not show too much emotion.
Maybe he's thinking too much.