"Mother?"

Yu Wenliang came home from school. As soon as he heard that Xibao was coming as a guest, he rushed over in a hurry.

Who would have expected that as soon as he entered the door, he heard that Mr. Han was planning to arrange marriage for Xibao. He immediately became anxious and walked over in a few steps. He glanced at Xibao with a silly smile, and then squatted down next to Mr. Han and complained: "Your own child's marriage." You don't care, but you are so anxious to help Boss Liu?"

"How old are you?"

Han was shocked, rubbed Yu Wenliang's face and said with a smile: "If you don't study hard, why are you thinking about such nonsense?"

Yu Wenliang let her rub him, "Then Boss Liu isn't about the same age as me? How come she can get married? I can't?"

"What do you know?"

Mrs. Han looked doting on her face, "This girl's family is different from yours. The sooner you get married, the less people will worry about you."

As she spoke, something suddenly occurred to her. She leaned back a little, looked at Yu Wenliang carefully and said, "You kid, have you fallen in love with someone else's girl? You seemed to have mentioned marriage to me a few days ago. My son is here."

"I——" Yu Wenliang was a little panicked and subconsciously looked at Xibao.

The hair on Xibao's back stood up when he saw him, and he thought to himself, "Don't be stupid and hurt me."

My front foot has just dispelled your wife's worries.

Just as the housekeeper brought the list of visitors from last night, Xibao stood up and said: "Ma'am, really, how can you mention such a private matter in front of an outsider like me? Since the list has been brought, I will leave first. .”

Mrs. Han was focused on Yu Wenliang at the moment, so naturally she didn't say much. She asked the housekeeper to give the list to Xibao, and then continued to question Yu Wenliang.

Xibao took the list and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, I walked to the gate, and Yuwen Shike happened to get off the car and go home. The two of them met at the gate.

Xibao frowned and had no choice but to move forward, trying his best not to show his disgust for Yuwen Shike on his face.

Not only must you not be disgusted, but you must also show some basic courtesy so that your secret will not be exposed now.

One meter.

When she was closest to Yuwen Shike, she was only one meter away.

She even had an impulsive moment, wondering if she could just kill him at this moment?

She wore a top hat and no hairpin on her head, but there was a pen in her dress pocket. Wen Zhongjun forced her to carry it, saying that it was for signing people's signatures.

If she pulled out a pen and stabbed Yuwen Shike in the throat, what were her chances of winning with her life?

Thinking of this, Xibao began to look at the guards around Yuwen Shike.

With just one glance, her eyes were fixed on one person and she couldn't move away.

This person is so familiar.

Xibao was sure that this was the first time she had met this person, but the temperament exuded by this person always gave her a familiar feeling, as if he was like her father, Jiang Yifu.

Unknowingly, Xibao's hand had touched her chest, and she even started to become alert when she saw Yuwen Shike's guards.

But at the same time, she found that the man was also observing her, and he even used his eyes to dissuade her, telling her not to act rashly.

Xibao finally gave up the idea of ​​assassinating Yuwen Shike on the spot because there was no chance of winning.

Maybe when the time comes, he will be known as a remnant of the past dynasty, his body will be exposed in the wilderness, and he will be cast aside by the world.

It's really not worth it for the heinous Yuwen Shike.

He deserved a more tragic death.

So she just nodded and smiled at Yuwen Shike and passed him by.

Yuwen Shike must have been in a hurry, so he didn't notice her at first. It wasn't until the scent of roses on her body drifted from the tip of his nose that he suddenly stopped and looked back.

Kexibao has gone far.

"What is she here for?"

Bu Xusheng's expression was stunned, and he looked back and asked in confusion: "Who are you talking about, sir?"

Yuwen Shike snorted softly and said with a playful smile: "She is the little beauty who sang "Hua Tian Cuo" last night."

Bu Xusheng then took another look at Xibao. Seeing that Xibao had already driven away in his car, he frowned and asked Yuwen Shike: "Do you want my subordinates to send someone to inquire about it?"

Yuwen Shike snorted softly, waved his hand and said: "No need, but Ding'er's proposal last night was indeed good. Go and invite a suitable person, and go to her house to talk to her in the next few days to see what she thinks."

Bu Xusheng was a little stunned, and persuaded Yuwen Shike: "Sir, the "Interim Charter" clearly stipulates monogamy. With your current status, if you really want to take her as your concubine, I'm afraid someone will gossip."

"snort!"

Yuwen Shike became a little impatient, "I'm afraid they'll gossip? They want to gossip, so let's divorce their concubine first! Isn't it just a "Temporary Charter"? I'll ask someone to change it tomorrow!"

Yuwen Shike took two steps away as he spoke, then suddenly turned back and said to Bu Xu: "Go find Shen Zhongting now. Isn't he familiar with her? Ask him to tell her, I'm Yuwen

Shike fell in love with her and was willing to use three thousand yuan as a betrothal gift to take her as his concubine. If she is willing, she can be on an equal footing with the Han family in the future! You go now, go quickly!"

Bu Xusheng understood Yuwen Shike's temperament and it was useless to say more, so he had no choice but to answer.

Yuwen Shike then walked in the door with satisfaction.

Is there any woman in the world who wouldn't want to pay 3,000 yuan as a betrothal gift or become his Yuwen Shike's concubine?

When he thought of the expression on Song Xingmin's face when he called him father-in-law in the future, he couldn't wait to hold this little wife in his arms.

After Yuwen Shike left, Bu Xusheng stood alone in the yard. He suddenly stood up straight and said in a cold voice: "You have heard it, I have tried my best, but I will not disobey Sir's orders."

Yu Wenke walked out from behind the beam not far away and did not approach. He only nodded to Bu Xusheng.

If the old man couldn't persuade him, then he would have to use his own methods to prevent him from caring about this idea.

Xibao pretended to be calm and drove away from Yuwen Mansion, but in fact she did not go far. She knew that the person who had just given her a hint would definitely come to find her, so she just drove the car to the road next to it, turned off the engine and waited there.

She was extremely nervous at the moment.

Who is that person? Could it be his father?

We haven't seen each other for so many years. Could it be that her memory is wrong?

The sound of low and slow footsteps came from behind, and Xibao could no longer sit still. She wanted to turn around to greet the visitor, but a slightly high-pitched and unfamiliar voice came from her ears.

"There is an old teahouse in Shichahai. Go there and wait for me."

After the visitor finished speaking, he left, but Xibao suddenly grabbed his sleeve. She leaned forward and looked around, and when she saw no one was following her, she continued in a low voice: "I often go to that teahouse to drink tea, and I rented a private room on the second floor.

If you go and tell me your name, someone will take you up."

The visitor hesitated for a moment, nodded to Xibao, and walked away.

Xibao was so excited that her hands were shaking even while driving.
Chapter completed!