When he had just walked halfway, the surrounding people were looking at Fu Yao strangely. Was she the handsome one? However, she felt that the passerby's gaze was off. She looked around and wondered if it was really strange that she was carrying something.
No way. It was very normal.
After passing by many people who looked at him with their eyes, Fu Yao looked down. She was currently wearing a pair of embroidered shoes, but at this time, she was actually wearing male attire.
No wonder the girls that passed by screamed and ran away. It wasn't because she was handsome, but because she was abnormal.
"Damn, Ren Yun Xing, you made me lose face. I'm not done with you."
It was all Ren Yun Xing's fault, causing her to be so excited that he forgot to change his shoes, causing his to be embarrassed.
She had left her tattered shoes in the shoe store and it was too late to go back and get them. Besides, she should change them as well. It was worth it not to buy a pair of shoes, so she was too lazy to go back for them.
I'm going to be a disgrace.
He moved all the food into the alley that would take him to the Su Clan. He just waited there like a rabbit. Don't think that she would be finished just like that. After half an hour or so, the sky turned completely dark, and the pedestrians hurried home.
"Which wave is it? I'm not going home for a day." Fu Yao squatted on the roadside, constantly patting her arms, face, neck, and even the ancient mosquitoes almost ate her up.
The man on the opposite side of the stairs stood there staring at Fu Yao for an entire hour, not even moving from his position, his eyes did not move at all, as if he had not seen enough.
From start to finish, the corners of his mouth had always been quirked upwards.
Seeing that Fu Yao was about to go crazy, Ren Yun Xing turned and left. If he did not go back, the woman would probably scold him to death.
Fu Yao scolded Ren Yun Xing in his heart. If it wasn't for that guy, she would have been home by now. He would have carried the soft Fu Feng and played with him together, all because of him.
If he could, he would definitely chop him into pieces.
Suddenly, he heard a burst of unpleasant singing. Fu Yao scratched his ears, who was it, when he heard it, he raised his head and looked, only to see Ren Yun Xing walking over with his hands behind his back, with a pair of long legs, short of eight characters.
"Be a good young master with a bright future. How much respect would ten thousand people have for you? I have to make myself look like a tramp. "
Seeing that the person was getting closer and closer to him, Fu Yao quivered. What was she thinking about, what was she worrying about for the future of a man, it had nothing to do with her.
He gathered his emotions and covered his face with the black cloth that he had prepared. After waiting for you for such a long time, Ren Yun Xing, die.
Since even popinjays were disliked by others, then she would just eliminate all harm for the people today.
Seeing the cloth bag in his hand, she smiled sinisterly. Sure enough, she still bought the shoes. Then, don't blame her for being impolite and accept them.
Ren Yun Xing was a little tired as he pressed on the back of his neck. His family members were always against him doing business, but he had even less interest in doing business, because the girl he liked said that he would never marry anyone else.
And that girl was the one he had to marry in his entire life, it didn't matter if the marquis decided to marry her or not.
That was why he had been acting this way for the past three years, acting unrestrained in front of everyone. This scene allowed him to avoid a lot of trouble, including forced marriages, going on official business, and many others.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a girl that he had plotted against for a long time. He could not help but feel helpless. Did Fu Yao think that he was too stupid, and stood at such an obvious place to sneak in an attack on him?
Fu Yao rubbed her hands together in excitement. It had been so long since she had done anything bad, why was she so excited?
His guess was right, Fu Yao had always treated him as a popinjay, someone who wasn't even worth for her to think about ?
"Speak, when did you first meet me? How come I don't have an impression of him?"
"At that time, you were dressed in white. The jade tree was swaying in the wind, and your demeanor was imposing. All eyes were focused on the celebratory victory feast." Ye Zichen clenched his teeth. Back then, this woman didn't give a damn about him even though he was wearing such an outstanding outfit.
Thinking of him ? Ten thousand words of praise are omitted here.
"Oh, there were so many handsome guys dressed like that that I didn't notice you. Sorry."
"Of course. If you drink wholeheartedly, who would you notice ?" A certain someone angrily threw away the wine jar in her hand, "One more sip, and I'll make it so you won't be able to get out of bed ?"
When he heard that, he immediately swallowed the alcohol in his mouth...