"I don't know you well, so I have nothing to say!" Murong Xue said coldly, her little face without makeup was as beautiful as a lotus, and the light in her cold pupils was shining brightly, making Du Chengjiang's heart itch when she saw it. His squinting eyes swept over her even more presumptuously.
"We are cousins, how can we say we don't know each other well? Even if you didn't know me before, you don't know me now..."
"Get out of the way!" Murong Xue sternly interrupted his impatience, and looked at him coldly: The people of the Du family are either greedy for money or lustful, she is too lazy to talk to them!
The passers-by laughed loudly, and the silent ridicule made Du Chengjiang's face flush instantly, and he glared at Murong Xue viciously: "Murong Xue, I see that you have been reduced to a concubine by Prince Jing, I am afraid that you will be sad , just now kindly came to comfort you, don't be shameless..."
When he was a guest at Zhen Guohou's mansion, he met Murong Xue by accident. Her bright little face and exquisite figure all made him salivate. Since she is Prince Jing Ye Yichen's fiancée, he Don't dare to act rashly.
Unexpectedly, Prince Jing's class teacher returned to the court and mercilessly demoted her to a side concubine. Obviously he didn't like her. The king will never care...
It was the first time I went shopping, and I met such a shameless person. His good mood was ruined by him, and his righteous excuses made people feel disgusted.
Murong Xue stared at Du Chengjiang coldly like a sharp arrow: "Shut up!"
Du Chengjiang's body trembled in shock, and the hairs all over his body instantly stood on end: those eyes are so fierce and terrifying!
"Young master!" The valet shook his arm lightly, looking at Murong Xue with frightened eyes: Why is the eyes of Miss Zhen Guohou's mansion so frightening
Du Chengjiang came back to his senses in an instant, and became angry from embarrassment. His dignified grandson of the Shangshu was frightened by the eyes of a weak woman. It was really shameful: "Murongxue, my son flirted with you, that's because I think highly of you, don't treat you as a daughter of the Marquis Mansion." The stinky shelf…”
Du Chengjiang said viciously, and stretched out his hand to grab Murong Xue.
Murong Xue's eyes turned cold, she turned sideways to avoid his dirty hands, raised her foot and kicked hard at his lower body.
Unprepared, Du Chengjiang was kicked to a critical part, flew upside down two or three meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, clutching his abdomen and shouting in shock: "Ah...it hurts...it hurts..."
Murong Xue withdrew her legs and looked down at Du Chengjiang who was writhing in pain, her eyes were cold and her arrogance was natural.
"Master!" Du Chengjiang's personal servant came back to his senses, and hurried over to help him up.
Du Chengjiang leaned on the young servant, covering his key parts with his hands, his face was pale with pain, his lips trembled, and he glared at Murong Xue viciously: "Murong Xue, wait, this young master will never let you go!"
"Get lost!" Murong Xue kicked a stone and smashed it hard at Du Chengjiang. A big lump instantly swelled up on his plump forehead, and the pain made him cry. He didn't dare to speak anymore, and glared at Murong Xue bitterly. Let the boy carry him and run to the hospital not far away.
The eye-obstructing person is gone, and the ears are finally quiet!
The corners of Murong Xue's mouth were slightly curved, and she turned around to leave, but with a 'bang', she hit a wall of people, her nose soured, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
She took a quick step back, looked at the handsome face of the culprit, and frowned tightly: "When did you come?"
"Just now!" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her embarrassed appearance, with a smile stained in his obsidian-like pupils, stepped forward, and gently wiped the tears on her small face with a silk handkerchief: she met Du Chengjiang When he arrived, he saw that Du Chengjiang was not her opponent, and she was very happy to teach others a lesson, so he didn't make a move.
The gentle touch came from his face, and Murong Xue came back to his senses suddenly, looking at Ouyang Shaochen's face that was close at hand, his eyes flickered unnaturally, and he took the silk handkerchief in his hand: "Please trouble me... I will do it myself Right... did the prince follow me?"
Sipa was taken away, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes sank, he put down his hand naturally, and shook his head lightly: "No, I have something to do, I happened to pass by here!"
Murong Xue paused while wiping her tears, her eyes flickered: "Where is your son going to do business?"
"Suzaku Street!" Ouyang Shaochen's voice was light.
Zhen Guohou's Mansion is on Changxing Street, only one street away from Zhuque Street...
"It's already noon, and I'm going to go back home after eating at the restaurant. My son is in a hurry, so let's go to Zhuque Street first!" Murong Xue said with a smile, and walked briskly towards Yueyang Tower: Whether he really went to Zhuque Street Whether you are doing business or not, you will not go with her anymore!
Ouyang Shaochen looked at her figure running away quickly, and a meaningful flash flashed in his pupils: Why is she avoiding him as if she was avoiding snakes and scorpions
The lobby of Yueyang Building is full of guests, the waiter shuttles back and forth in the aisle with a tray, all kinds of food are full of fragrance, making people mouth watering, the shopkeeper stands behind the counter and crackling his abacus. Seeing the income, he smiled and squinted his eyes.
"Shopkeeper, is there any private room?" Murong Xue stood in front of the counter and asked softly: there is no vacant seat in the lobby, and if she wants to eat, she must go to the private room.
"I'm sorry, girl, the private room is full!" The shopkeeper replied with a smile, politely.
Murong Xue frowned slightly, there was no room in the lobby, and all the private rooms were full, so she had no place for lunch for the time being.
"Xue'er!" Accompanied by Qingyue's call, Ouyang Shaochen walked leisurely into the lobby. The snow-colored clothes fluttered like butterflies, and the delicate dark flowers embroidered on them rendered his innate Qinghua and nobility even more outstanding.
The noisy lobby was instantly silent, and everyone looked at him with admiration and amazement.
"Which family is this young master? He is truly magnificent and handsome..."
"It seems that Ouyang Shaochen, the son of the Xiaoyao Prince who just returned to Beijing..."
"He is the son of Ouyang, and he really deserves his reputation..."
Ouyang Shaochen turned a deaf ear to the endless exclamations, and Shi Shiran walked towards Murong Xue!
Looking at him getting closer, Murong Xue slightly raised her eyebrows: "Didn't you go to Zhuque Street to do business?"
"The man has something to do and he's not here for the time being. I booked a private room on the second floor and I'm going to wait for him inside. If you're in a hurry to eat, you can come up together." Ouyang Shaochen looked at her with a calm voice.
Murong Xue frowned slightly, the lobby was full of guests, and she didn't know when the private room would be vacant, if she chose to wait, she didn't know when it would be.
Ouyang Shaochen booked the private room early, so it can be seen that he really has something to do, and he didn't come right after her. She might as well borrow his private room for lunch: "Thank you, my lord!"