The host of the villain is too arrogant

Chapter 608 Xiang Meng Erying [11]

Fortunately, he just said it casually and didn't mean to continue.

After a while, he put on his makeup but took it off thoroughly, threw the folding fan aside, got up and went indoors to change clothes.

The person kneeling on the ground exited the room wisely and stood guard at the door.

Meng Jue changed into white clothes, transformed himself into a handsome young man again, but the indifference in his eyes and brows lacked a bit of sparkle.

As soon as he took the man out, he was blocked by a rich young master who looked like a dog.

"Meng Jue, the owner of Qingyin Pavilion, right?" He greedily looked up and down the man in front of him, the more he looked, the more he couldn't move his eyes.

Unlike on the stage, he no longer had that seductive smile, but instead put on a bit of arrogance and arrogance, which made people want to conquer him even more.

Meng Jue looked at him impartially, pulled the corners of his lips lightly, and then picked out a faint smile: "What's the matter, Mr. Zhang?"

He looked at his smile and lost his mind for a moment, and then crashed into his cold eyes, like a basin of cold water being poured on his head, he woke up suddenly.

"What else can I do with you? Shouldn't Pavilion Master Meng know it well?" But it still couldn't resist his desire to pick up a girl, even if it wasn't a girl.

He whistled presumptuously, "Master Meng's figure and appearance are truly inferior to many actors."

If you ask him, even the hottest girl Su Meijing can't compare to him.

Meng Jue didn't respond to his teasing and unreasonable, but said lightly: "If Mr. Zhang has nothing else to do, I'll leave first."

"Wait!" Seeing that he was really about to leave, Mr. Zhang couldn't help being angry, the flirting fun just now was gone.

"What face does an actor give to this young master?" He blocked Meng Jue's way, glared at him sullenly, and said coldly, "Bah, let me tell you, you'd better obey me obediently today, or I will change tomorrow Lead someone to smash your Qingyin Pavilion!"

Meng Jue stopped, closed his eyes, his eyelashes that were much longer than ordinary people drooped, "Mr. Zhang, Qingyin Pavilion is only for performing arts, don't make a mistake."

"Tch, don't give this young master the idea of ​​being a performer without selling yourself, I won't take it!" He spat in disdain, and ordered his servant, "Catch him here!"

"Yes!"

The man standing in front of Meng Jue looked at them vigilantly: "This is still our territory, if Mr. Zhang still has some brains, I advise you not to mess around."

Mr. Zhang kicked him: "A dog deserves to bark at me?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was pain in his back, and his tears fell out of the pain.

A miserable howl sounded, piercing the eardrum of the person.

Meng Jue glanced at him indifferently, walked past him with no sarcasm or resentment.

No one knew what was going on in his heart.

The bodyguards surrounded by him were careful not to hurt Meng Jue while packing up the people brought by Mr. Zhang.

His mood didn't change, and he didn't seem to take what happened just now to his heart.

"Pavilion Master..." The man behind him hesitated to speak, hesitating what to say.

Meng Jue didn't hear him finish his words slowly, "He's a first-time actor, what he said is not wrong."

The man was still about to speak, when Meng Jue paused slightly and arrived.

Turning around the bustling market, a lonely flower shop opened in a quiet alley.

He walked to the door and glanced in, his heart beating uncontrollably.

Yu Chu was leaning over to water the flowers with a tube of strangely colored liquid. Hearing the movement, he knew who was coming without turning around, "Pavilion Master Meng."
(End of this chapter)