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The next morning, after a night of torrential rain, it was bright. The morning dew overflowed the branches, swayed with the wind, and quietly fell from the branches into the moist soil.

Qin Yue'er woke up early in the morning. She opened her sleepy eyes and squinted at the light coming from the horizon. She shook her head, trying to wake herself up. When he thought of the fact that the date of the third month was right in front of his eyes, he suddenly woke up. He quickly cleaned himself up and carefully observed his reflection in the mirror. He then took out the beauty whitening cream from a brocade box and lightly rubbed it on his own scar. When that white sparkling object smeared on her delicate and smooth skin, that scar also became light, no longer dazzling.

She calmed down a little and looked around a few more times. She thought to herself, "Get better, I don't want to see people like this forever. I still want to go out shopping in my pretty clothes!" For a moment, she wished she could put two more layers of beauty cream on her face. If I really can't be better in the future, how will I have the face to see others in the future?

At this moment, the fat Meng Bo also walked in and said to her, "Sister Yue Er, there's a pretty girl outside. She says her name is Sun Fanglin, and she's your good sister. She wants to see you now. "

"I don't want to see anyone today!" Qin Yue'er was in the middle of stroking the scars on her face in endless pain. She wasn't able to hear clearly for a while, so she spoke somewhat angrily.

Grandma Meng was still terrified when she saw the wound on her face. For girls, beauty was an innate trait that could not be tolerated with a single blemish. Therefore, this visible wound was a fatal wound that could not be erased. She pursed her chubby lips and replied in a low voice, "Okay, then I'll go tell her."

"Wait a minute!" An idea came to Qin Yue'er's mind and she asked, "What did you just say her name is? "Sun —"

"Sun Fanglin!" Meng Bo blinked his eyes and narrowed his eyes as if he was about to close them.

When Qin Yue'er heard this name, her expression brightened. So it was her! He still remembered the time when he had walked with her by the Jun Shan Lake at Dongting Lake. At that time, his joy was still surging in his chest, because they understood each other and understood each other's feelings. As it turned out, we were not alone in this world. We all yearned to live in this world, laughing and chasing after our own love. At the end of the bustle, there was an uninhabited valley: a wooden hut, a stone path, and Jun Mo Xie's morning bell and drum, as peaceful as ever.

Even though they were both unparalleled beauties in this world and admired by all. However, they were not infatuated with the thousands and thousands of flowers in the world, nor did they care about the admiring gazes of the living. They were calm and elegant by nature, but deep inside their hearts, there was a sense of calm and tranquility.

This was what Qin Yue'er had been bitterly searching for. It was also the reason why she had been trying so hard to avoid reality and escape from the renowned young master, Hong Jingbo. Because of Da Ming Tang and Wang Chuan City's two noble families, it was impossible for them to have a pure love between them. The marriage represented the benefits of an aristocratic family. It was impossible for one's words and actions to change anything as one wished.

Qin Yue-er was the daughter of the City Lord, Qin Ba Xi. Her status was honorable, and her marriage attracted the attention of countless people in the world. She had the noble blood of a powerful aristocratic family like the Qin family. She had been raised to be a noble by nature, and the world was vast. Who knew how many children from influential families had fallen in love with her? Just the right conditions for a family to be able to wipe out a large group of hot-blooded youths. However, how many of them were worthy of Qin Ba Xi's attention?

This was the crux of Qin Yue'er's problem. What she took a fancy to might not be able to get past Qin Ba Xi.

Qin Yue'er withdrew her deep thoughts and smiled at Meng Bo. She instructed, "It's her. It's been a long time since I last saw her." Let her in! "

The night was slightly cold, and the summer wind blew gently, making it rather pleasant. Han Congan, who had received the secret signal from Wang Tie-jun, was invited to the famous brothel, Spring Breeze Brothel, in the Zhenjiang Mansion. He quietly entered the Sky No. 5 room on the third floor. He looked around and, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, lightly knocked on the door five times.

No more, no less than five, two or three. Knocking on the door was the signal. The tightly shut door opened with a clang, revealing half a crack in the door.

Behind the door, a very seductive woman was staring at him. She was the number one girl here. She stuck out half of her head, looked around to confirm that nothing was amiss, then let Han Congan into the room.

Han Zaiyin was a very vigilant person. After all, what he did now couldn't be exposed. He looked around the room again, taking in what seemed to be a casual, but actually alert, view. Spring Breeze House was backed against Plum Lake, an elegant environment. If there was anything abnormal, he would immediately escape into the water. There was a screen in the room that blocked her view, and behind it was a secret compartment. If people outside did not pay attention, they would not be able to tell what was going on. He had to be careful in his speech and actions. He definitely could not reveal the secret between him and Da Ming Tang.

"Why are you the only one here today? Where's Master Wang?" Senior Disciple Han said those words coldly, his face completely expressionless. His face was as calm as water and his gaze was sharp and calm.

Miss Qiantang faintly smiled like the spring breeze, sorry, occupational disease. When meeting someone, he would smile. When he had money, he would enter. In any case, Han Congan didn't take this seriously, as there was no need for the whores to fake their laughter.

However, he heard her laugh, "There's no need to rush. If there's anything you need me to pass on, I will definitely be able to do it. But before that, you have to wait. "

After Han Zaixin heard this, he went silent for a moment before probing, "How long will it be? My time is precious, and it's not safe here. I really don't have to take such a big risk. "

"There are some things that cannot be rushed. You must know this better than I do, Mr. Han. " The girl gazed at her with gentle eyes, but she only lightly reminded him of this.

Afterwards, the two of them looked at each other without saying anything else. Han Congan had nothing to say and could only quietly wait for Wang Tie-jun's arrival. Slowly, he took a sip from his teacup to moisten his throat.

It turned out that the most annoying thing in the world was waiting for someone. It would be fine if he kept his promise on time, but what he was most afraid of was the kind of people who didn't care whether they came or they didn't care. The most important thing was that he didn't f * cking inform him in advance. F * ck, who does he think he is? What he says is the imperial edict, he wants others to listen to whatever he says.

But sometimes, this world didn't make sense. For example, when asking someone for help. And waiting for a woman, please. She needs time to dress up and dress up. Waiting for you in advance. Are you still asleep, or are you in a dream?

You have to believe that when a man pursues a woman, he can't treat himself as an ordinary person. You have to treat yourself as an immortal, and when requested to do so, you have to do so. He was able to turn into a powerhouse when women needed him the most, able to endure all kinds of hardships and hardships. He was also able to show a gentle and broad side like his father and make her trust and rely on him. Of course all your money is hers.

Hmm, the process of waiting for a woman has only just begun. Young man, you're still young and still on the road. Don't ever give up, remember never to be discouraged.

Of course, it was fortunate that Han Congan hadn't been waiting for a woman, so he could afford to wait. Wang Tie-jun was a rather punctual person. He was only waiting for this person to be linked to his own interests. That was because the pressure was too great, and he could not afford to offend him. Although he wasn't sure about anything, it didn't feel good to be in a good mood no matter who it was, just like a girl with a card hanging on her door opening to receive a guest.

He knew very well that once the backroom transaction began, it would be like a drug addiction that made it hard to stop, even though the feeling of having no choice but to do so was really uncomfortable.