049 Pear Blossom Spring

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qingzhi Beauty Salon has a day off, and all employees do not have to go to work. Only Murong Xueyan and Xiurong are "left-behind camp". Of course, there are also two bodyguards who are invisible in the dark and "borrowed" from Yin Shuangshuang.

Jia Wanliang has handed over the post, and it will be a matter of time to bring people to make trouble. Instead of closing the door to avoid seeing her, it's better to anger Jia Wanliang and make the whole store messy. It's better to stay and deal with it. Besides, there are people around her who can protect her, and I don't forgive the people sent by Jia Wanliang.

Jia Wanliang obviously underestimated Murong Xueyan. He only sent a man in charge of about 30 years old, six or seven little men, and a small sedan chair to "invite" Murong Xueyan.

"Miss Mu, our master, please visit Hu to enjoy the moon together today, please." The man in charge got an order in advance to think about it. He respected Murong Xueyan, smiled and bowed his hand to him.

In this case, her Murong Xueyan naturally has to treat each other with courtesy. As the old saying goes, "throw for the peach, repay Qiong Yao". After thinking, she smiled and replied, "Sir, I'm really sorry. I'm not free today, and I can't go with your master."

"Why did Miss Mu say this? Seeing that Miss Mu's beauty salon is not doing business today, how can she not be idle? The man still smiled, "My surname is Jia. My single name is a word of money. Just call me by my name. I can't afford this 'sir'."

"Fake money..." Murong Xueyan couldn't help laughing. This Jia Wanliang is really crazy about money. His son's name is Jia Fu, his daughter's name is Jia Qianjin, and even a subordinate is called Jia Qian.

"What, what else does the girl have to say?" Jia Qian thought that Murong Xueyan was calling himself.

"I don't say much, just a few words: Go back and tell your master that the forced melon is not sweet. He already has nine little wives, and I can't promise to marry him. Tell him to die as soon as possible. What's more, I also have a good one."

"My heart? As for whether you have a heartmate or not, none of the women my master like can escape from the palm of his hand. Jia Qian was quite arrogant and said, "Besides, how many people in the world can be more powerful than our master and more money than our master?"

"In that case, I think I need to show you my sweetheart." Murong Xueyan clapped her hands and called out, "No trace, come out!"

Playing the role of his pet, it seems to be something that has not been mentioned before... However, with his traceless qualifications, it is not difficult to cooperate with the little girl to play such a play.

The traceless wind generally swept out from behind the screen, making Jia Qian and other people look straight.

Everyone's eyes have not stopped flowing, and the traceless has been determined. They said to everyone, "I am her pet."

"Where did you... come from?" Jia Qian pressed his chest, which was obviously very scared.

"Remember to be polite when talking to you." Guo Wuqi stared at him.

"What if I'm not polite? At first glance, you just have no money and no power to cheat from women. Are you worthy to rob women with my master? Jia Qian crossed his waist and said proudly.

"Okay, then I'll let you see if I deserve it!" As Guo Wuqi said, he took action like lightning and slapped Jia Qian and each of the young man standing behind him at a speed.

Murong Xueyan only heard the endless "pop" sound. Looking at Jia Qian and a group of people leaving bright red palm prints on their faces, she couldn't help laughing.

"You..." Jia Qian jumped up with anger. Thinking that he had just passed the speed of his action, he saw that his martial arts skills were strong, and he did not dare to make it again, so he had to reluctantly suppress his anger.

"I'm just teaching you how to respect others." Guo Wuhen held a dog tail grass in his mouth that he didn't know where he got, with a standard careless expression. "I just went out to do business for a few days a few days ago. As soon as I came back, my woman almost let your old man dye her finger. I give you a slap, which is a face."

This is traceless, and the acting ability is really good. Murong Xueyan and Xiurong looked at each other with a smile in their eyes. It seems that if you let these people eat a big nail this time, it's time to let Jia Wanliang learn to be good, right?

Jia Qian looked at Wumu and had the idea of retreating. As soon as he wanted to take everyone back, he remembered the severity of his master's treatment of the weak servants, so he had to harden his scalp and be strong to Murong Xueyan: "Miss Mu, before I went out to do something, my master told me that you have to follow it today, no You have to follow it! Since you can't listen to Jia's kind words, you're welcome. Come on, smash all the things here!"

When the little men were ordered, they were immediately excited like beating chicken blood. They all rubbed their fists and palms to do it. Suddenly, they heard Wuqi roar and said, "Don't do it! If anyone dares to smash the things here, I will destroy him!"

"You just smash it. He doesn't have the ability to deal with so many of you!" Jia Qianman thought that Wuhen was afraid of this hand, and he looked more arrogant.

This is really, it is tolerable, which is tolerable! He was furious and couldn't help but take action with lightning speed. He was light and shuttled between the little ones like a wandering dragon. In an instant, he clicked all the acupuncture points of everyone!

"You, you, you..." Looking at everyone's action, all of them were restrained. Jia Qian was so scared that his face turned pale and he couldn't speak well.

"You not only look annoying, but also hate what you say!" He pointed with his hands and nodded Jia Qian's dumb hole.

This is really a very exciting scene! Murong Xueyan could only look at Jia Qian and look angrily. She opened her mouth wide and couldn't say a word. It was so funny to think about it. Pointing the acupuncture point is really a good martial arts. The key is that it is fast and handsome.

"What do you think we should do with these guys now?" He asked with a smile.

"Naturally, it is sent to the official for investigation. Their behavior is to break into a private house!" Murong Xueyan said.

"Miss Mu, Yin Wei and I will help you report the case." Yin Zhong, the bodyguard of Yin Shuangshuang's home, said.

"Good. That's troublesome, Brother Yin." Murong Xueyan nodded with great satisfaction.

2

After sending all the annoying people of Jia Qian to the official for investigation, Murong Xueyan felt that her ears were pure and her heart was fine. She locked the door of the beauty salon, leaving Yin Zhong and Yin Wei to take turns to guard and hang out with Guo Wuhen all over Haozhou City. After coming to Eastern Wei for such a long time, she has never visited here seriously because she is busy building a business!

The most famous one in Haozhou City is not a song and dance studio or a rare antique, but a restaurant called Xinghua Village. The name is borrowed from Du Mu's poems, which is a little vulgar, but their "daughter red" wine is indeed the best. It is said that even the emperor of the Eastern Wei Dynasty will go to Xinghua Village to taste the daughter red here. Murong Xueyan knew that Wuhen was very fond of wine, so she took him to Xinghua Village to sit down.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. It can be said that the Xinghua Village is full of seats. Fortunately, Murong Xueyan and other three people came in time, otherwise they could not even book a seat.

After the three of them sat down, Murong Xueyan ordered Xiao Er to take a good daughter Hong from the altar and stir-fry a few exquisite dishes.

"Woth girl, I'll tell you something." As soon as he sat down, he said, "Your husband..."

"I don't have a husband." Murong Xueyan's little face was cold.

"Well, your father said that Nangong Yi came to ask you about the news several times since you left. Your father saw that he was really affectionate to you, so he asked me to ask you, you and Nangong Yi, are you..."

"We have nothing to do with it." Murong Xueyan interrupted him like a spring breeze.

It doesn't matter... Does it really matter? On the surface, when she answered Wuhen like this, she was thinking in her heart, why couldn't he let go of Nangongyi, a fool, and why did he still look for her news and forget her directly? He doesn't know that they can't go back to each other?

"Woan..." I don't know what to say, but I don't know where to start. Murong Xueyan usually talks and smiles as if she is easy to talk, but once she has her own idea and sticks to it, even the nine cows will not pull her back.

"Don't mention this person to me again." Murong Xueyan added another sentence.

She finally got rid of the shadow of Beiqi and lived a new life. She didn't want to get involved in the past. Nangong Yi was her favorite, but she couldn't convince a man with another woman in her heart to live together. Since he cares so much about his Yun'er, then she will quit and treat them as the whole! As for whether the relationship between them is legitimate, she doesn't care and doesn't want to care...

"Mr. Guo, since Xueyan doesn't want to mention that person again. Remember not to mention it again in the future. Xiurong smiled.

It was only after no trace that he noticed Xiurong. The water and soil of the Eastern Wei Dynasty really looks like Zhong Lingyu. Not only does Murong Xueyan look much more beautiful, but also Xiurong is very different from before. Looking at what she was wearing, it was not the maid dress in the Northern Qi Dynasty, but as if she was on an equal footing with Murong Xueyan.

"No trace, I forgot to tell you that Xiurong and I have already worshipped sisters, and we are no longer a master-servant relationship. She is free." Murong Xueyan saw the traceless doubts and explained.

This is Murong Xueyan, tolerant, generous and open-minded. Unfortunately, such a woman still can't escape the word "affection".

Xiao Er has served wine and dishes. Murong Xueyan opened the altar of daughter Hong with her own hands and poured a large bowl of wine for Wu Trace.

"It is said that the daughter Hong here is the best in the capital. Try it. How does it taste?

He picked up the bowl without trace, poured the wine, and drank it all with his neck up. Then he smiled and said, "It's comparable to your father's pear blossom, and each has its own advantages. But it's not as good as the wine you gave me yesterday. By the way, what kind of wine is that?

"Well, it used to be the royal wine of the Northern Qi Dynasty." Murong Xueyanman replied, and her thoughts flew away again.