Quick travel: The host stabbed himself when he became ruthless

Chapter 337 Why Are You Unhappy?

"I will definitely come to congratulate sister Ming on her wedding in person." Cheng Zi said bravely, "I'll be here in advance to wish sister Ming and Mr. Lang a happy marriage for a hundred years."

"Hahaha, thank you, Sister Cheng, for your blessing. We don't know each other. It's fate to meet each other. Come, let's have a drink and toast our fate!" Ming Yuejiao raised her glass and said boldly.

The host and guest had a great time eating this meal, at least that's how it looked in Ming Yuejiao's eyes.

Cheng Zi almost finished the meal with a smile on her face. At the end of the meal, she felt that her face was going to freeze.

After finally finishing her meal, she quickly got up and said to Ming Yuejiao, "Sister Ming, there is still something to do at home, so I will go ahead."

"Okay, since Sister Cheng has something to do, go quickly!" Ming Yuejiao said gently, "Let's meet again when we have time in the future."

"Okay, next time I will solemnly invite Sister Ming and Mr. Lang to a banquet." Cheng Zi clasped his fists and said.

Looking at Cheng Zi's fleeing back, Qing Huan pursed her lips tightly, lowered her eyes, and looked very depressed.

Ming Yuejiao moved a little closer to Qing Huan's direction, because she had a few drinks and felt a little drunk on her body.

"Why is Qing Huan unhappy?"

"Jiao Niang." Qing Huan raised her head, looked at Ming Yue's delicate and beautiful face with a depressed mood and asked, "Did you embarrass you today?"

"How could it be?" Ming Yuejiao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Qing Huan is so good-looking and very virtuous, such a lovely person, how could she make me feel ashamed?"

"Maybe it's only because I'm in your heart!" Qing Huan's eyes shone with water.

"Qing Huan is good, I only need to know about it, if everyone knows about it, then there's no business for me!" Ming Yuejiao smiled softly.

"I came from a humble background, and it is a blessing to be favored by Jiao Niang. If someone recognizes me next time, don't say that I am your unmarried husband, so as not to smear your face." Qing Huanxuan burst into tears.

"What is Qing Huan talking about? I have never disliked your background. If you say that again, it will chill my heart." Ming Yuejiao said impatiently.

"I know that Jiao Niang treats me sincerely, and has never disliked my lowly status." Qing Huan looked at Ming Yue Jiao with red eyes, "But others will care, and even you will be looked down upon by them."

"What does it matter? We don't live for others to see." Ming Yuejiao said indifferently, "I don't care what they think in their hearts, and I don't want to care what they say about me behind their backs, as long as they don't touch me. It’s enough to be presumptuous in front of you.”

"It's all because of me that got Jiaoniang involved." Qing Huan's eyes were red, like a poor little rabbit, "With Jiaoniang's ability, she can find a man from a famous family, but now she suffers such humiliation because of me. This makes me feel uneasy!"

Seeing Qing Huan crying, Ming Yuejiao couldn't help but feel a little headache, why does this person play so much?

He is obviously not a kind person, but he has to pretend to be a helpless and miserable little person.

It's really too deep into the drama!

"What you said makes sense." Ming Yuejiao pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Now I'm going to find any famous man willing to marry me. The pinnacle of life!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole box was instantly filled with overwhelming murderous aura.

Ming Yuejiao continued to speak affectionately as if nothing had happened, as if she hadn't noticed the murderous intent coming towards her.

"But without you, what's the point of being rich like this? Life is a long journey, and you must have someone close by your side so you won't feel depressed!"

The murderous aura in the private room faded away inch by inch, only Qing Huan was left softly shouting "Jiao Niang", gentle and affectionate!

Dudu looked at the two people with deep affection and affection, and he admired them very much in his heart. Sure enough, life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills!
If it hadn't seen the dagger with a cold light hidden in Qing Huan's sleeve just now, it might have believed that the scene of lovers cuddling each other in front of them was real.

The host is worthy of being the God of Destruction, with excellent psychological quality, knowing that someone is going to kill her one second, but the next second can calmly hold this beautiful snake in his arms, murmuring touching words of love.

In General Dingyuan's mansion, Wu Yin stood straight in the middle of the study, looked at Wu Ping who was sitting at the desk, and said extremely angrily.

"Father, that Ming Yuejiao is really too arrogant, I have to teach her a lesson."

"What lesson do you want to teach her?" Wu Ping asked coldly, looking at his daughter who had always made him proud.

"Find some top killers." Wu Yin's eyes were filled with viciousness, and she made a gesture of wiping her neck.

"I'll leave it to you to handle this matter, and Ming Yuejiao must not be allowed to appear in the arena for three days." Wu Ping said with a cold gleam in his eyes and a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, Father!"

It was late at night, Ming Yuejiao had just finished drinking Qing Huan's love chicken soup, and was about to fall asleep.

Hearing the rustling of footsteps on the roof, Qing Huan, who was holding an empty bowl and tray, had a turbulent look in his eyes.

Yun Shu and Yun Juan, who stood behind her and waited on her, looked around vigilantly, and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want us to go and solve it?"

"No, Jiao Niang will solve these people naturally, we don't need to worry about it."

"Host, an assassin has come to trouble you." Dudu said hastily, flapping his wings.

"Well, I know!" Ming Yuejiao slowly sat up from the bed, picked up the robe hanging at the side, and slowly put it on.

Dudu's eyeballs rolled around, and he had an idea, "Host, why don't we just pretend to be dead and not go out on purpose, let Qing Huan take care of these assassins."

"I don't want to force him. He can tell me his identity whenever he wants to. Anyway, no matter what his identity is, I can't leave him. Who made him my task target!"

"It's just that I don't know Qing Huan's true identity, and I always feel uneasy!" Dudu said with pig's trotters crossed on his chest.

"What's unreliable, it can't be some identity that is going to turn the sky around!" Ming Yuejiao raised her eyebrows and smiled.

The men in black lying on the roof looked at Qing Huan's three masters and servants walking in the courtyard.

They looked at each other, then drew out their long swords, leaped down and stabbed Qing Huan in diameter.

Qing Huan still didn't seem to notice, and continued to lead Yun Shu Yunjuan forward.

"It's really calm, the sword is hanging on the head, and it's like a person who has nothing to do." Dudu praised Qing Huan who was walking in the yard without any delay.

Just when the sword edge was about to stab Qing Huan's chest, Ming Yuejiao quickly moved in front of Qing Huan, picked up the tray in his hand and blocked the stabbing sword edge.

(End of this chapter)