My super open life

In the hall of the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Dongfang frowned tightly and kept walking back and forth.

"Dad, why are you hesitating, that Li is so rampant, we just use this opportunity to get rid of him!"

It was a young man who spoke, his body was tied with several bandages, and his face was also bruised and purple.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhao Jian who had been expelled from the house before.

Hearing Zhao Jian's words, Zhao Dongfang gave him a hard look: "You idiot, can you use your pig's brain?"

"Let me ask you, if the people from the Linggang Sect fail to succeed, and that kid comes to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, will our family still want to die?"

"He dares!" Zhao Jian raised his head and said, "We are not the Zhang family. If he dared to do this, wouldn't he be afraid that the entire family in Luzhou would seek him out?"

Zhao Dongfang sneered again and again: "You must have underestimated him too much, not to mention that the aristocratic families in Luzhou are not monolithic, as long as he wins over one group and splits up another group, who else will dare to stand up for our family?"

Zhao Jian gritted his teeth and argued unwillingly: "This will not work, and that will not work, so what do you think should be done?"

Zhao Dongfang was upset by Zhao Jian's words, suddenly he stopped, waved and called the butler over.

"Go and invite those three distinguished guests over, and say that I will hold a banquet in the main hall to cleanse them up."

The butler nodded and ran out quickly.

"Dad, what is this?" Zhao Jian asked tentatively.

Zhao Jian grinned: "Son, today I will teach you another trick of pretending to be crazy and killing people with a knife."

Not long after, three people walked in from the outside, and Zhao Dongfang immediately took Zhao Jian out to greet them.

"Hahaha, my younger brother is entangled in mundane affairs. I have neglected my senior brother and my two senior nephews. I hope you will forgive me."

It is rare for an alcoholic to be sober, and his usually blurred eyes are surprisingly clear at this moment, as if they can easily penetrate people's hearts.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Junior Brother Zhao, what are you talking about, we are the ones who bothered you."

After finishing speaking, he glanced behind Zhao Dongfang and sniffed his nose: "Tsk tsk tsk, the 30-year-old daughter of the old cellar is red, smelling it makes the glutton in my stomach growl!"

"Haha, I have long heard that there is a wine fairy among the thirteen elders. Seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation. Brother, please take your seat."

Come on, Zhao Dongfang personally led the way and led the group to the restaurant.

After being seated, the drunkard threw the wine glass aside in disgust: "This glass is too small, use a larger bowl."

Zhao Dongfang immediately told Zhao Jian who was sitting on the side: "Hurry up and get a bowl for Master Uncle."

Zhao Jian remained motionless, staring at Ruan Wan without blinking, the corner of his mouth grinning involuntarily.

Ruan Wan wasn't shy either, instead she widened her winking eyes like blue waves of autumn water, seeing Zhao Jian's distraught look, she laughed again.

"Little bastard, I'm talking to you!"

Zhao Dongfang scolded angrily, and Zhao Jian woke up with a start. He ran out quickly and came back quickly, holding a large soup bowl in his hand.

The alcoholic's eyes lit up: "Hahaha, this is good, this is good."

As he spoke, he poured himself a full bowl, took a deep breath intoxicated, and drank impatiently.

He was like a bottomless pit, absorbing all the wine in the bowl in one breath.

"happy!"

He said something heartily, and his cheeks quickly turned red.

"Master, why didn't you see Master Bai?" Zhuo Zhuo reminded.

The drunkard looked drunk, "Yes, yes, why didn't you see my Junior Brother Bai, isn't he here too?"

Zhao Dongfang frowned, and said with a smile: "Brother Bai hasn't gone back yet?"

"Have you gone back?" The drunkard suddenly grabbed Zhao Dongfang's hand and brought his face closer to him.

Zhao Dongfang's face remained unchanged: "Didn't you come back?"

Time seemed to stand still, both of them looked at each other with smiles, and after a while, the alcoholic withdrew his hand: "Maybe."

Zhao Jian was listening to the conversation between the two, and his heart skipped a beat. He clearly felt the killing intent just now.

"Dad, I'll go to the wine cellar to get some more wine." With that said, he backed out cautiously.

An imperceptible smile crossed the corner of Ruan Wan's mouth, she stood up calmly and said, "It's too stuffy here, I'll go out to get some air."

After a while, the drunkard yawned: "Junior Brother Zhao, do you know someone named Li Huaishui?"

Zhao Dongfang's pupils shrank instantly, and he shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

"Oh." The drunkard nodded with a smile, seemingly indifferent, but suddenly he hiccupped, and a cold light came out of his mouth.

"thump."

A waiter fell down in response, and a thin and long wound on the neck almost cut the entire neck open.

"Hey, why did that man fall down?" The drunkard patted his belly comfortably, and laughed, "Drunk, drunk, I must be drunk."

The corners of Zhao Dongfang's eyes twitched violently a few times.

"Haha, Junior Brother Zhao, where were we talking just now?" He raised his head and thought for a while, then patted his head: "I remember now."

"Junior Brother Zhao, where is Li Huaishui?"

"Brother, the person you mentioned, I really..."

Before Zhao Dongfang could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly.

The drunkard stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, and patted him on the shoulder, "Junior Brother, you must think about it carefully, and don't remember it wrong."

Zhao Dongfang hesitated for a while, then suddenly threw the cup in his hand hard on the ground, and said bitterly: "Little brother didn't dare to lie to senior brother, but Li Huaishui is so hateful, the lives of my whole family are in his hands , it was a last resort to make this decision.”

The drunkard remained silent, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

Outside the hall, Zhao Jian was holding a jug of wine in his hand, and he dared not go in for a long time.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw a graceful figure in the pavilion, leaning on the railing to watch the small fish in the lake.

He walked over quietly and said with a smile, "Miss Ruan, why are you here?"

Ruan Wan seemed to be taken aback, and patted her heaving chest, "So it's Mr. Zhao, so I thought it was someone else."

Her wonderful eyes turned around, she covered her face with a light smile and said, "It's too boring to eat and drink inside, unlike the scenery here."

"Yes, yes, I feel the same way. It seems that we want to go together." Zhao Jian laughed, his eyes wandering here and there.

A trace of teasing flashed across Ruan Wan's hand, she reached out and poked Zhao Jian's wound: "Young Master Zhao, who made you like this so cruelly?"

Zhao Jian grinned in pain, but wanted to pretend to be brave, so he had to endure the pain desperately: "It's just a shameless thief, but I beat him away later."

"Really?" Ruan Wan looked at him with a half-smile, "Then you are really amazing."

Hearing Ruan Wan's compliment, Zhao Jian immediately felt extremely comfortable all over his body, especially her fox-like voice, which made him swallow his saliva.

"Master Zhao, is your father hiding something from my master?"

Ruan Wan walked up to Zhao Jian, exhaled lightly on his face, and then laughed like a silver bell.

Zhao Jian was already on the verge of getting up, so he couldn't bear such teasing, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab her.

But Ruan Wan easily dodged with lotus steps under her feet: "You haven't answered him yet."

Zhao Jian panted heavily: "Yes, yes, uh, no."

"Is it true or not?" Ruan Wan blamed, "Could Mr. Zhao even lie to me?"

Zhao Jian struggled for a while, then nodded abruptly and said, "Yes, but my father also has unavoidable difficulties, which is purely forced."

"Uncle Zhao has such great influence in Luzhou, who would dare to persecute him?"

"Why not!" Zhao Jian gritted his teeth and replied.

"Really?" Ruan Wan's eyes shone brightly, "What's his name?"

"Li Huaishui!"

Zhao Jian was so angry at the mention of this name that he couldn't help punching the stone pillar: "This damn guy is really deceiving."

Suddenly he raised his head suddenly and said: "Your uncle Bai Zhongtian was also killed by him!"

"What?" Ruan Wanqiao's face suddenly changed color, and the hollowed-out butterfly clothes were blown loudly: "It's unreasonable, you dare to kill my Linggang sect elder, I will definitely make his life worse than death!"

The surrounding temperature seemed to reach the South Pole in an instant, Zhao Jian couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly persuaded: "Miss Ruan, don't be impulsive, that kid is very evil, you are definitely not his opponent."

"What's more, not every man is as upright as I am. You are so beautiful, I'm afraid that the sheep will fall into the tiger's mouth."