Quickly wear the hero, you got the wrong script

Chapter 134 A Passionate Tsing Yi Actor x Miss Foreign Opera Fan (8)

"Nineteen? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Chu Zhen's birthday is on the seventh day of next month, and the nineteenth is only one month away.

The little boy scratched his head: "I don't know either, the class leader said that the young master of the Wang family came to tell him."

Meng Huaisheng's face darkened. Originally, he was only worried that Chu Xia would not like this young master of the Wang family, but now it seems that even if she likes him, he definitely cannot let her marry him.

He didn't even follow the three instructions and six etiquettes, and just announced the wedding date to others without permission. How could such a person be entrusted with a lifetime commitment?

The little boy was a little confused, and asked tentatively: "Then, are you going or not?"

"Don't go," he thought for a moment, then called to the little boy who turned to leave, "Wait, go."

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After Chu Xia went out, Wen Yang kept following her and thinking about it.

"Miss, we are at home anyway. This Meng Huaisheng is not a good person at first glance. It is normal for you to forget the etiquette after staying outside for a long time, but does he not know?"

Chu Xia looked left and right, and ignored his words.

Wen Yang read it all the way, and finally concluded: "He just has ulterior motives."

Chu Xia glanced at him lightly: "Is it finished?"

"It's over."

"Oh, let's go to Jinyu Mantang for dinner later. I haven't had the roast duck in it for a long time, and I don't know if it still tastes the same."

Wen Yang wanted to vomit blood: "My miss, can you have some snacks?"

"Snacks? What snacks? Do you want some snacks?"

Wen Yang stopped talking, he had been with Chu Xia for five years and knew her temper.

She couldn't bear to be wronged, but she was extremely protective of her weaknesses. She was too kind to people like them.

But if her bottom line is really violated, she will be angry.

Wen Yang finally stopped thinking about it, and Chu Xia's ears calmed down, and he entered the Jinyu Mantang.

As soon as he entered, a young servant greeted him: "Guest officer, please come inside, are you eating in the lobby or in the private room?"

"lobby."

Mainly there are singing songs in the lobby.

The servant took her to the second floor and sat down next to the railing. From that position, she could just see the stage in the lobby on the first floor.

The song was sung by Yutangchun. After Chu Xia ordered the food, she listened with her head propped up, her fingers tapping lightly on the table following the rhythm.

"Yutangchun hurried forward with tears in his eyes, remembering what happened back then was so hurtful."

Chu Xia sang along softly, and Jun Yan happened to go up the stairs. He had good ears, so he stopped and looked along the sound.

"Young Marshal?" the deputy general behind him called him.

Jun Yan said "hmm": "I won't go to the box, let's eat in the lobby."

Jun Yan and the lieutenant sat down at the table next to them in Chu Xia, and after ordering, they also looked at the stage below.

After Chu Xia's dishes came out, she looked away.

Wen Yang pushed the roasted duck in front of her: "Be careful it's hot."

"Yeah." She tore off a duck leg, picked the meat into a bowl with a knife, and wiped her hands.

After going back and forth a few times, she got a little tired. She knew she would eat in the private room, but now she had to eat gracefully and elegantly in the lobby. If she was in the private room, she would just pick it up and nibble on it.

Chu Xia frowned, looked around, and found that no one was paying attention to her, so she picked up the duck leg and gnawed it.

Seeing her like this, Wen Yang almost choked to death.

He coughed lightly, and said in a low voice, "Miss, this is outside."

Chu Xia swallowed what was in her mouth and rolled her eyes: "I know, let him go."

Jun Yan was originally listening to the play seriously, but when he heard their whispered conversation, he turned his head subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)