The Villainess Won’t Let the Main Leads Break Up!

Chapter 31

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Shen Wanqing, who was shaken awake, yawned, looked up, and found that the people around her were staring brightly. Especially the oiran dancing in front, staring at him viciously, as if someone stole her food.

Shen Wanqing: …

What's the situation, is it such a serious thing to doze off in the brothel

"You girl, why are you not clever at all." Finally, the old bustard walked forward with a smile, took Shen Wanqing's hand, and led her forward, "That official paid you a high price to serve you. But what a great blessing, why are you still sitting here stupidly?"

Shen Wanqing understood.

Oh, that should be Xie Wuyan.

"Well, it's right there, let's go." After bringing the person to the place, the old bustard gently pushed the sinking back.

She looked up and saw no figure of Xie Wuyan.

All I saw was a man with a disheveled dress, who deliberately ripped his shirt loose, and pretended to be a domineering young master. He exuded a "I'm rich" temperament all over him.

Moreover, this arrogant and domineering young master was nestled on the soft slump, holding a glass of wine in his hand, raised his eyebrows as if he thought he was handsome, and deliberately pressed his throat and said, "Woman, come to me."

What kind of weird tone is this

...Shen Wanqing felt that she was dreaming.

She took a deep breath, folded her fists and bowed: "I'm sorry to disturb you."

Then he turned around and slipped back to his seat and sat down, leaving only the flirtatious young master and the old bustard looking at each other.

It was the first time in her career that the prostitute encountered such an epic difficulty, she apologized repeatedly, then quickly turned back to Shen Wanqing, and dragged her to the domineering young master: "You girl, you are so daring, officials look down on you. It's your blessing, hurry up."

Shen Wanqing clings to the table and refuses to move, trying to struggle: "Otherwise, let him choose again. Be careful when shopping, and don't spend on impulse."

"Six hundred taels."

The domineering young master increased the price, raised his eyes by the way, and said, "Woman, are you satisfied now?"

Shen Wanqing's scalp was numb, and she had a strong post-traumatic stress response to the word "woman".

In which novel is this the domineering young master hero who crossed over

She scanned around.

It was found that He Fangshi had come here at an unknown time, but obviously he could not count on it at all. He sat among the women with melon seeds in his hands, and watched the play while kowtowing.

Shen Wanqing's heart was ashes as she tried to discuss: "How about you think about it again?"

"Seven hundred taels." The domineering young master looked like he was not short of money, shook the half glass of wine in his hand, and said slowly, "Enough is enough, playing hard-to-play tricks once is enough."

God is so hard to catch.

...What's going on with the brain circuits of these rich people

At this moment, there was a small noise at the door, accompanied by a few women's whispers. He Fangshi glanced at it, immediately put down the melon seeds in his hand, and greeted him in the direction of the door.

Shen Wanqing looked for a sound and burst into tears.

It's him! Thanks Wuyan!

The light of the right path is thankful!

Right now, Xie Wuyan, the light of the righteous way, walked in with a stinky face, dressed in a different dress than usual, all gold, silver and jade, with exaggerated patterns embroidered on the brocade robe.

Acting requires dedication.

So early in the morning, Ji Feichen and Feng Ruoqing took Xie Wuyan to choose new clothes, and carefully selected a very tacky outfit according to the character of "The Young Master Huahua, who is a drunkard and a fan of money".

If this dress is worn on someone else's body, it will obviously make people feel rustic, like the kind of tasteless businessman who is trying to show off his wealth.

But when Xie Wuyan was wearing it, he immediately appeared to be full of extravagance.

But it can be seen that Xie Wuyan was very dissatisfied with this dress that challenged the aesthetic bottom line, and he was a little impatient all over his body.

He Fangshi whispered a few words to him, as if to talk about the current situation, Xie Wuyan frowned, raised his eyes, and looked in her direction.

Shen Wanqing was almost moved to tears, and looked at Xie Wuyan for help.

The two looked at each other "affectionately".

So, under her gaze, Xie Wuyan turned around to find a place and started drinking tea.

…That's it

Don't you spend a lot of money, rush to the crown and be angry

Or are you saying you don't have enough money

"Stop messing around, go and serve this official." The old bustard pulled her up from the chair, "If you offend others, be careful to lose your head."

Shen Wanqing turned her head and looked at Xie Wuyan again.

As soon as he sat down, Yingyingyanyan was surrounded by a circle.

After all, with his face, even if he is a beggar, there are girls who are willing to post it, not to mention the appearance of a rich boy.

Xie Wuyan didn't raise his eyes, his fingertips rubbed the teacup, and the emotions in his eyes were calm.

Shen Wanqing also has a temper.

Isn't that just acting as a coquettish bitch? Who is afraid of who, and also netted seven hundred taels in one night. If this domineering young master does something with him, he can still knock his head out and make others stunned.

There is no future to count on the great wicked.

Men are big hooves.

So she was so angry that she stuck her waist, got up, patted her skirt, tidied her hair, and then brought out a sweet smile with a standard smile, and walked in the direction of the domineering young master.

The overbearing young master showed an expression of "as expected", put down the wine glass in his hand, and raised his hand to clasp Shen Wanqing's waist.

However, the hand only probed halfway, and was interrupted by a cold voice from Dao.

"Eight hundred taels."

Xie Wuyan's eyes were full of oppression, he looked at Shen Wanqing and said, "Come here."

Although I don't know the reason, it seems that this ancestor is not going to continue to hang up and watch the play next to him.

Shen Wanqing felt very relieved. Just as she was about to walk towards him, she heard the overbearing young master beside her raise the price as if unconvinced: "Nine hundred taels."

The domineering young master not only increased the price, but also made a very arrogant remark: "I advise you not to try to grab things from me. There is no one in this city that I can't afford to offend."

It can be seen that this young master does have some background. As soon as he said this, people around him echoed and applauded.

"..." It's over.

Shen Wanqing was a little worried.

In case Xie Wuyan really didn't bring enough money.

Xie Wuyan: "One thousand taels."

"You!" The domineering young master slapped the table, he snorted coldly, and then said, "There are people who are so courageous, since that's the case, then I'll come out—"

"boom."

Xie Wuyan smashed the teacup into pieces.

One of the fragments exploded, rubbing the man's cheek quickly, cutting a wound and oozing a few drops of blood.

Most of the fragments were embedded upright on the surrounding pillars, and half of them were submerged.

The people around were silent.

Xie Wuyan stood up and walked in the direction of the man, his robe brushed over the utensils on the table as he moved, making a tinkling sound.

He didn't smile, there was no expression on his face, and he didn't even say a word of nonsense, as if he was tired of spending more words.

Xie Wuyan just stopped in front of the domineering young master, pulled Shen Wanqing behind him, raised his hand to clasp his neck, and pressed it neatly on the table.

Everything on the table fell to the ground.

"You! You are bold and bold! Do you know who my father is!" The domineering young master fluttered and struggled like a bastard.

Xie Wuyan raised his hand.

The air condensed into water vapor at the fingertips, and then condensed into a sharp ice cone.

In the next second, the ice pick almost rubbed the eyelashes of the domineering young master and slammed it into the table.

"Are you still bidding?" Xie Wuyan asked.

Domineering young master: "Hey, don't come out."

Xie Wuyan let go of his hand, then glanced at Shen Yanqing, turned and left: "Follow."

Shen Wanqing: "..." Your way of competition is really simple and rude.

He Fangshi was stunned, and Guazi was not in the mood to knock. He thought about it for a while, and said euphemistically: "I think the two of you are not very dedicated in this play."

Shen Wanqing felt the same.

So she whispered a suggestion to Xie Wuyan: "Yes, yes, a professional whore client would not be so neat and tidy, and he can also proficiently threaten people with high-level spells."

Like this, the monsters are afraid to slip away when they see Xie Wuyan's face, how can they still wait for the rabbits to kill them.

Xie Wuyan glanced at her: "Indeed, a professional oiran will not doze off in troubled waters when he is on stage."

Shen Wanqing: "...Okay, this story has been turned over. You are really a professional whore client."

Xie Wuyan: "Agreed, Miss Shen is also a professional courtesan."

He Fangshi: "..."

You are so professional.

When taking the person back to the room, the old maid mysteriously pulled Shen Wanqing, stuffed her with a jar of plaster, and said, "Use some of this first when doing that, so as not to get hurt. It's not easy to provoke, you must not be as reckless as just now, if you annoy him, you won't be able to eat and walk away."

After he finished speaking, he showed a smile that seemed to hide his merit and fame, and turned to leave.

Shen Wanqing looked at the jar of plaster that was not suitable for children and felt like a hot yam.

Why are you telling her this? Jinjiang Literature is not allowed to broadcast this content.

She was silent for a while, and was about to find a place to secretly throw this thing away, when she suddenly heard Xie Wuyan's voice from behind: "What are you holding?"

Shen Wanqing was so frightened that the thing in her hand shook and she almost threw it out.

So she hurriedly hid the thing behind her, secretly put it in her bag, and pretended to be calm: "Moisturizing cream, to keep the skin supple, for anti-aging and beauty."

Xie Wuyan glanced at her suspiciously, but did not ask more: "Don't come in?"

Shen Wanqing hurriedly slipped in.

The interior was arranged in a very ambiguous manner, covered in veil and red, the whole room was filled with the smell of incense, and the wind chimes hanging around were jingling.

And I don't know if it's fun, or the sound insulation is not good, and I can even vaguely hear the laughter and coquettish anger in the next room.

... more awkward than imagined.

However, Xie Wuyan leaned on the bed as if he hadn't heard, raised his arms to rest on the back of his head, did not lie down completely by the head of the bed, and patted the pillow beside her, looking at her: "Please?"

Shen Wanqing: "...Thank you for not being sleepy."

However, in just one shot, a sachet rolled out from under the pillow.

Xie Wuyan paused for a while, picked up the thing, and looked at it carefully.

The smell was a bit overwhelming.

Shen Wanqing took a closer look, the alarm bell rang out, and trotted to Xie Wuyan, reaching out to grab it: "Wait wait! You can't take this!"

Xie Wuyan raised his hand, Shen Wanqing threw himself in the air, and the whole person threw himself on top of him.

The sachet was stuffed under the pillow for a day, and even the bed was full of incense, which made the nose feel astringent.

Xie Wuyan put the sachet in his hand and tossed it, resting his arm on his knee, and asked lightly, "Why can't you take it?"

Shen Wanqing was silent for a while, stood up straight, gave Xie Wuyan a deep look, then took two steps back and poured him a cup of tea: "You drink tea first, I'll go out for a walk."

However, as soon as he turned around, he was caught by Xie Wuyan's long arm, clasped his waist and pulled it back.

Shen Wanqing's back was pressed against his chest, a little hot.

"Hide what?"

Xie Wuyan's laughter was low, with some magnetic sullen, "Tell me, what kind of medicine is in it?"

Shen Wanqing pretended to be calm: "Sleeping pills."