Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

The sun was still so bright that Ming Huaying couldn't help but move to the shade. She looked at the figure standing next to her and nodded secretly, thinking that she should be fine.

This matter is really difficult to describe. She never thought that strange things would happen to her even though she was living a stable life.

She was feeling sad for spring and autumn when she heard the voice of the nanny at the door: "Second young lady, take care of yourself. Nanny will come when you are free."

Ming Huaying coughed lightly, and Mingchuan glanced at her quietly and smiled at Sheng Shuwen: "Young Master looks familiar. I saw a man spending a lot of money for Fangchun in the Snowy Tower that day. His figure is very similar to that of the Young Master. I want to come there." He is also handsome."

Ming Huaying couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard the words "Xueyan Tower". This younger brother knew so well that he even knew about this little-known Fireworks Liuxiang.

Sheng Shuwen's expression changed, and instead of rushing to defend, he looked at Nanny Xu and walked closer to say something.

Nanny Xu glanced here, looked away, and left.

Ming Huaying watched them walk away, her thoughts drifting uncontrollably to the previous strange dream.If what happened in the dream really happened, then what the book tells is every bit of her current life.

She didn't know why she didn't live according to the book. On the day Liu came in, there was a voice in her mind telling her to move out and not see Liu.

She did as she was told, but fell behind Mingchuan.

"elder sister."

Ming Huaying came back to her senses, her eyes focused on a face, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were full of caution.

She turned around and nodded to everyone around her who had not yet left, then stepped into Xige Pavilion.

The atmosphere in the lobby was eerily quiet. After the food was delivered, Ming Huaying closed the door in accordance with her mood and turned to look at the visitor.

"What are you doing here?" Ming Huaying sat at the table and called to the two people standing not far away.

Then he looked at Mingchuan: "Have you eaten?"

Mingchuan shook his head gently. He still remembered what he said that day. He was also entangled in every possible way when he came over. What if Minghuaying ignored him?

But fortunately, Ming Huaying just frowned and motioned for him to sit down too. She looked in front of him again, put down her chopsticks and stood up to go to the backyard.

Mingchuan shook his body the moment she stood up. Seeing that she was about to leave, Mingchuan ignored the presence of anyone and walked directly to her: "I'm sorry, sister."

Ming Huaying took a step back and distanced herself to look up at him. There was only calmness in her eyes, as if what the other person said had nothing to do with her.

Then she paused and tilted her head slightly to indicate for him to continue.

"I... I offended my sister and two girls last time. Mingchuan apologizes to you."

Ji Huatao stared at the person bowing with wide eyes. Is this the same unruly person from last time?Could it be that he has a brother?

Xiaofeng was not that surprised and accepted it calmly.

Ming Huaying listened quietly to Ming Chuan's long speech without a trace of impatience, occasionally nodding in agreement.

"Then sister, have you forgiven me?" Mingchuan finally asked weakly.

Ming Huaying raised the corners of her mouth slightly, nodded slightly and was about to walk in, but was stopped by Mingchuan again: "Since sister has forgiven me, I have to eat with sister, and I can't leave."

It was like this when I was a child. Mingchuan would apologize within half a day after making a mistake at Ming Huaying's place. When his mother was still there, he asked him why he chose the time before meals. Xiao Mingchuan lowered his head and said in a dull voice: "Because my sister is angry." If you do, you won’t be able to eat, that’s what my mother is like.”

Ming Huaying sighed: "Then go get the chopsticks yourself." After saying that, he turned around and returned to his seat.

Neither of the two younger brothers is smart.

Mingchuan was startled for a moment, then touched the tips of his ears and went to the backyard to look for chopsticks.

Ming Huaying had the habit of drinking tea after meals. She held the tea cup in her hand and said nothing.Ji Huatao couldn't stand the quiet situation and dragged Xiaofeng to the backyard.

It was Mingchuan who broke the silence first and couldn't help but ask: "Sister knows about me..."

After he said this, he didn't know how to ask. He also felt inexplicable. Some of the things he did before seemed to be controlled by others. After he vomited blood, he felt much lighter.

Ming Huaying stared at the tea in the cup. It was crystal clear, but her eyes seemed to be covered by a veil.Everything in the dream was too ridiculous, but when she was in the current scene and detoxified Mingchuan's poison, it felt very real.

"Have you ever felt uncomfortable this year? Even minor symptoms count." Ming Huaying looked at him and said seriously.

Mingchuan didn't expect to ask this. He pondered for a moment and said uncertainly: "When I fall asleep at night, I dream of bugs biting me. When I wake up, I feel itchy on my arms but there are no marks. Does this count?"

That seems to be the case. Just like in the book, Mrs. Liu poisoned the Ming family, but I don’t know what she was going to do.

"What happened after you vomited blood?"

"How did sister know that I was vomiting blood?" Mingchuan was stunned for a moment, then realized he couldn't believe it, "Am I poisoned?"

He got up and recalled what happened during this period one by one. First, he was put in prison. Then one night he fell into a deep sleep and saw Ming Huaying coming in his dream.

"So you really came that day?"

Ming Huaying nodded. Mingchuan lived at home forever. She was not sure whether Mrs. Liu would give Mingchuan anything to eat. She could only feel relieved if the antidote was completely integrated into the bones and blood.And Mingchuan's vomiting blood was the last step.

Mingchuan listened in a daze and asked again: "Well, dad..."

"It doesn't matter what he does." Ming Huaying took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly, "He raised the outside wife when mother was still alive. It was he who brought Mrs. Liu in. He deserves to be in trouble."

Mingchuan's eyes widened when he heard this. He had never known these things.

In his memory, the family talked and laughed. After he was about ten years old, he rarely saw his mother smiling. He could only hear the muffled coughing and smell the wafting smell of medicine.

"You're in good health now, so don't go home just in case. Forget it, I'll find a house for you and you can move in."

Mingchuan nodded blankly, then waved his hand: "No, mother left me a house. It's very close to here."

"Okay." Ming Huaying asked again, "Move out as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll clean it up when I get back later."

Ming Huaying pondered that the situation she now knew was incomplete, and the time of each dream was uncertain. She could not fully know the story in the book and everything that happened to the other person in the dream.

After clearing away the tea cups and the remnants on the table, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a weak cry: "Cousin, I'm going to die of thirst."

Pei Zhen put one hand on the door and the other on his head to try to block the light. He ran all the way and felt that his body was about to evaporate. Xu Suiran, the fool, was still walking slowly, unlike him who had rested and enjoyed himself earlier.

The door was opened from the inside. He entered in such a hurry that he almost tripped over the threshold. Without looking at who was holding him, he hurriedly said "thank you" and went straight in to pour a large glass of water.

Pei Zhen slumped on the chair, and when the cool water poured into his throat, he felt that he was alive.

"Why are you so tired?"

When Pei Zhen heard the question, he said smoothly: "Don't mention running back and forth to the village all morning without even bothering to drink a sip of water."

Pei Zhen's words were like running water, and his voice was constant but not boring. He poured another glass of water, drank it slowly this time, and said to Ming Huaying who was sitting: "Cousin, you are Don't stay outside for too long today, as you wish you could let the sun peel off your skin. Fortunately, there are trees in the village where you can take a break."

He didn't explain that Hua Ying also noticed that Pei Zhen's skin color was not fair at first, and the exposed parts were even redder after being exposed to the sun.

"Have you eaten?"

"Nope."

Pei Zhen didn't think too much before answering the question. When he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. There were only Ming Huaying and the others in Jie Xige. Xu Suiran hadn't come over yet, so how could there be a man's voice?

And the voice sounded familiar.

Pei Zhen slowly turned his head to look at the source of the sound. There was a man standing there, leaning against the wall, with a smile on his lips. He heard the other person say softly: "Second brother."