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Chapter Seventy-two

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    He thought that a veteran in the love scene like Wen Qian might be able to enlighten him, but after discussing for a long time, there was no result. Seeing that the time was getting late, Shi Baichuan had to get up dejectedly, "Sister Wen, brother, are you slow?"  Eat slowly, and I'll go first."

    Wen Qian stopped him: "Where are you going?"

    The latter said weakly and desperately: "I tried to find someone to cut myself a few times."

    I didn't expect this kid to take it seriously.

    She smiled: "Actually, it doesn't need to be so troublesome. I don't have the means to deal with Yang Ning, but if you want to make that young master of the Fu family retreat, I can find you one or two ways."

    Shi Baichuan's eyes lit up: "What way?"

    "It's very simple. Women always look at the merits of a man." Wen Qian said with a secretive smile, "You can find a way to make him look ugly?"

    *

    Xu time, it is the willow shoots on the moon, the best time for people to make appointments after dusk.

    ? By the Wind and Rain Bridge by the Xiaoxi Lake, Mr. Pianpian stands by the water.  Different from Fu Min's temperament, Fu Yue is obviously refined and refined, with a good temper.

    Yang Ning was still dressed in official uniform, walking over in black from head to toe.

    The other party turned around when they heard the footsteps, and then greeted her with a gentle expression: "Master Yang."

    Yang Ning nodded apologetically: "I just changed shifts just now, sorry for making you wait so long."

    "No, nothing." Fu Yue smiled kindly, "I'm the one who disturbed you."

    Perhaps it was the first time she encountered such a situation, she seemed very cautious, she didn't know where to put the hand holding the knife, she hesitated for a long time before opening her mouth, but he interrupted without a trace: "Master Yang, have you eaten yet?"

    Yang Ning froze for a moment, "Not yetnot yet."

    Fu Yue smiled and said: "Then let's talk while eating. I know there is a restaurant that tastes very good. Is there any cuisine that Mr. Yang doesn't eat or likes?"

    What he originally wanted to say was interrupted by him, so Yang Ning could only shake her head truthfully: "No."

    "That's good."

    In the bright and dazzling lanterns all over the street, the two seemed to be chatting and laughing happily, and they chatted very well. Shi Baichuan leaned out from behind the wall not far away, and grabbed the fragile wooden wall with his fingers.

    "Nothing to be courteous, rape or steal I think he looks like a gentle scum."

    Wen Qian and Yang Jin both folded their arms to watch, watching Fu Yue and Yang Ning cross the streets and alleys, occasionally stopping to look at the lights, occasionally wandering around the vendors, walking straight to the busiest place, and soon entered the gate of the restaurant.

    Shi Baichuan almost jumped up: "Sister Wen, look at them!"

    "What's the rush?" Wen Qian leaned on Yang Jin's shoulder and raised her chin indifferently.

    The three of them walked in closely, chose a hidden place to sit down, and secretly observed the movement over there.

    The Fu family is a scholarly family, one of the most prominent families in Jinan City, and of course it would not be a shame to have a meal, and the store filled a table with a simple and generous meal.

    Yang Ningsu was seldom talkative, and she especially followed the old rule of "never talk when eating, never talk when sleeping", she ate quietly and moved quickly, and Fu Yue served her dishes, so she didn't hesitate to say a few words,  It made her laugh.

    Shi Baichuan was holding the spoon, his expression was full of resentment, and he almost poked the Laba porridge in the bowl into a paste.

    Wen Qian slowly peeled the prawns on the side, dipped them in the sauce and put them in his mouth, as if he was not in a hurry.

    Not long after, Yang Ning put down the soup bowl, and Fu Yue then thoughtfully handed over the handkerchief, "The sweets in this shop are pretty good, Mr. Yang, you don't have to be polite, just order whatever you want."

    She thanked her, "Don't worry, I'm full already."

    The two greeted each other for a while, before Fu Yue got up to ask Xiao Er to pay the bill, and the bill came up like a stream of water, and he was reaching out to touch his arms, when his face suddenly changed slightly.

    Yang Ning immediately paid attention: "What's wrong?"

    Fu Yue looked rather embarrassed, "I, my purse seems to be missing"

    Shi Baichuan eavesdropped on this, and immediately looked at Wen Qian with reverence in his eyes. The latter took a sip of tea and raised his eyebrows at him.

    "Sister Wen, I really have you!" Seeing that Fu Yue stumbled, he immediately felt better, "Look at how this kid is still acting."

    Hearing this, Yang Jin glanced at Shi Baichuan, who was overjoyed, and lowered his head to Wen Qian's ear, "You hired someone to do it? This is not right."

    Wen Qian squinted at him, "What's wrong. Do you dare to say that when you saw me getting along with others, you didn't do anything out of the ordinary?"

    "" Xu thought of something, he was a little speechlessFor the time being, Shi Baichuan didn't even care to find out which bastard was behind him, and limped up the wall while gritting his teeth before she came after her.

    The survival instinct of a person really exceeded Wen Qian's expectations. He thought he would be caught by Yang Ning on the spot, but he didn't want Shi Baichuan to use both hands and feet.  Immediately, he stumbled up again and continued to run.

    She sighed, "Isn't it?"

    Shi Baichuan buried his head and covered his face, almost running against the wind.

    The streets of Shangyuan are full of lights, some people have a feast in Jinli, and some people make appointments. After dusk, fire trees and silver flowers flash past his eyes, as if the whole world is full of laughter and wandering.

    He knew he couldn't be discovered by Yang Ning.

    Absolutely not.

    If she finds out about what she has done.

    She will definitely be, angry

    He ran past the mask booth, then suddenly backed away, quickly bought one, put it on, and rushed into the alley as if he had a guilty conscience.

    The voices of people on the street gradually faded away. Shi Baichuan leaned his back against the stone wall and panted for a while, poked his head out and looked outside cautiously for a while, but saw nothing except the endless stream of carriages and horses.

    He finally let out a long sigh of relief leaning against the wall, then raised his head to look at the stars that were disappearing in the sky, and then sat down slowly.

    After the chaotic melee was over, for some reason, as soon as the surrounding area became quiet, his heart suddenly became empty, and a trace of sadness and infinite guilt arose without warning.

    He is thinking.

    Before that, I made my own claims without asking Yang Ning a word.

    He doesn't know what kind of person she likes; he doesn't know what kind of life she wants.

    What if she really likes someone like Fu Yue?

    What if what she thought about was not gold and iron horses, but small bridges and flowing water?

    So now, does he ruin her good marriage?

    Is it wishful thinking?

    If she said that she wanted to be with Fu Yue more, should she retreat in spite of the difficulties?

    Thousands of thoughts were stuck in his heart, but the fireworks and firecrackers in the city kept ringing one after another. Shi Baichuan grabbed the skirt of his clothes, feeling that the world was prosperous and he was alone, so he raised his head and roared wanting to vent.

    However, just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly met a pair of quiet starry eyes.

    Yang Ning didn't know when, she stood quietly opposite, her face seemed neither sad nor happy, she just looked at him fixedly.

    Shi Baichuan was startled immediately, and the words that came to his mouth retreated back to his throat, and he instinctively stepped back, but unexpectedly forgot that there was a wall behind him, and knocked loudly.

    He gasped, gritted his teeth and reached out to touch it.

    ? Yang Ning knelt down in front of him without saying a word, her eyes didn't hesitate, she just slowly poked out her fingertips

    Shi Baichuan's heart rushed to his throat, and he tried to escape against the wall as if struggling, but it was in vain.

    Her hand pinched a corner of the mask and gently lifted it away.

    Under that mask is a delicate face.

    His vision suddenly brightened, but Shi Baichuan held his sore spot and did not dare to look up.

    After a long silence, Yang Ning whispered, "I knew it was you."

    Hearing her voice, he was startled for no reason, then tentatively raised his eyelids to look at her, then lowered them again, and said weakly, "Sister Ning'er."

    *

    Yang Jin picked an excellent place to put Wen Qian down, and the two of them looked at this side through the grass and trees that had not yet drawn out their branches and leaves.

    He still didn't quite understand at this time: "Why do you have to let Yang Ning find Xiao Chuan? Isn't all the work you did before going to waste?"

    Wen Qian looked at him with an inscrutable smile, imitating his usual tone and said: "Master Yang, it seems that you still don't understand."

    "I said, Yang Ning is not an ordinary girl, all means are useless in front of her. For her, the most effective thing is to confess.

    "Furthermore, according to my observations, she may not have no feelings for Baichuan. If Lang has a concubine in love, as long as she finds an opportunity to confide her sincerity, everything will be fine."

    Yang Jin couldn't help but sympathized and said: "Then you still toss Xiaochuan all night?"

    Wen Qian snorted disdainfully, "So what if I just torment him?"

    "Who told him that you were sick."

    He was startled when he heard the words, but he didn't expect it to be for this reason. When he came back to his senses, the sympathy he had for Shi Baichuan disappeared immediately, and instead there was a trace of sourness and sweetness.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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