Planning to marry the third master

After about three days, Yang Ji lost his patience and found Chen Jiangting again.

Chen Jiangting asked everyone to sit down and spoke first: "Yang Shuai, do you have a portrait of the person you mentioned? It is really nonsensical for the people below to look for two women. I have no clue."

Yang Ji was angry, wondering why he didn't tell her earlier. It had been so long since she told him the problem. Did she really care about him? However, he had to hold back his anger in his turf. He said, "My men remember his appearance. Can you please lend me some men, Master Chen? I will go search with my own men."

Chen Jiangting nodded and said, "That's fine." He said to the person next to him, "Ah Cheng, go call Ah Lu over."

"Yes."

The servant went to find someone, and Chen Jiangting said, "Marshal Yang, please wait a moment."

Yang Ji nodded and said, "Come to think of it, the Xie family and the Chen family are in frequent contact."

"That's right. Since the marriage, not only have we had more business dealings, but my sister-in-law has also asked people to contact my brother-in-law from time to time. So, they have to be in frequent contact. Why is Yang Shuai interested in this?"

Yang Ji also knew something about these relationships. The woman did send a message that day, but it was unknown to whom she sent it.

Things can't be so coincidental. And Chen Jiangting was also in Guiyuefang that day. It was just a coincidence that he was the only one who didn't see the whole picture that day. He said, "I heard that the women in Guiyuefang sell their art but not their bodies."

Chen Jiangting thought of Qingyue's behavior that day and said with a curved lip, "Of course, the woman in Guiyuefang that day was originally my woman. If Yang Shuai is interested, he can also ask for her hand in marriage there."

"Asking to marry?"

"Of course, in our area, talented women are raised with real money, so they are not as cheap as those in other places. Just marry them if you like them."

"What about Boss Chen...?"

"Why, Gang Leader Cheng is interested in my personal affairs."

"That's not the case. I heard that it just happened to disturb Boss Chen's fun."

"Of course. However, I know it's Yang Shuai's man, so I don't mind it. If it's someone else..."

The two looked at each other, one sneered, and the other bowed.

The man named A Lu had a scary scar on his face, from his forehead to his face. He must have been through something very dangerous, and he was lucky to be alive. When he saw Chen Jiangting, he knelt on one knee and said, "Master."

Chen Jiangting said: "Take some people with you and follow Yang Shuai. Help Yang Shuai find someone."

"Yes."

A Lu bowed to Yang Ji and asked, "How many people does Yang Shuai need?"

Yang Ji asked: "How many people do you have?"

A Lu said: "Looking for people, are more than ten enough?"

Yang Ji's face darkened. What were these people enough for? He asked unnecessarily, "Let's borrow fifty people first."

"it is good."

A Lu turned and went out.

Yang Ji also stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you."

Chen Jiangting said, "It's just a casual thing. In the future, please take care of the Chen family's affairs, Yang Shuai."

"Of course." After saying that, Yang Ji left.

Chen Jiangting narrowed his eyes, feeling that it was not a good idea for people to stay in Guiyuefang, and he should call Xie San over earlier.

On the main street of Longnan, a horse-drawn carriage returned with a word "Chen" hung on it and the sound of faint wind chimes.

Yaorao was not around, so Qingyue went to find something to eat. Before leaving, she used a wind chime to specifically ask Feng Zhuohua to lie down and wait for her, and she agreed.

No one was playing in the morning, so Qingyue checked the streets to see if there were any strange old men before leaving Guiyuefang. But even with such caution, something went wrong.

When Feng Zhuohua heard the faint sound of wind chimes, she immediately opened her eyes, got out of bed barefoot, walked along the road she found, opened the door, went downstairs, and went out through the back door.

It just so happened that no one saw it.

Feng Zhuohua listened carefully to the subtle sound of the wind chimes, confirmed a direction, and walked quickly with small square steps.

At this moment, Yang Ji came with his men from another direction, and unexpectedly, they surrounded Guiyuefang again.

Yang Ji personally sat in Guiyuefang and ordered people to search every room. He was doubting the authenticity and felt something was wrong.

Ah Lu was also very active in leading the search. He originally wanted to search before others so that they could hide and help fool them.

He opened the doors one by one until he had looked in every one of them and found that there was really nothing he was looking for, so he replied to Yang Ji, "Yang Shuai, no one is there."

Later, Yang Ji's own people also looked at each room one by one and shook their heads.

Yang Ji was puzzled. He was really wrong. The old man next to him was also shaking his handbell, but no one came out for a long time.

The manager upstairs looked at everything in the square and was also surprised. Why was there no one in the building? The beauty that Qingyue brought with her these days was so new to everyone that everyone knew her. In addition, since these people had been here before, they naturally knew that Qingyue was the person they were looking for.

Hey, how come that person just disappeared out of nowhere?

Qingyue came back with food in her hand, and seeing that Guiyuefang was surrounded by people, she hid immediately, feeling anxious and worried. However, the worst consequence was that she would be taken away, so her life would not be in danger.

Not long after, a group of people came out of Guiyuefang. Qingyue hid in the dark and watched Feng Zhuohua's figure. After Yang Ji and everyone left, there was no sight of Feng Zhuohua, and she thought that the person had been hidden.

When we went back to Guiyuefang, everyone in the building said that this person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and no one had found him.

Qingyue was puzzled. Could it be that she was taken away by Chen Jiangting's men?

Feng Zhuohua followed the carriage barefoot. Many people looked at her strangely, mainly because she was not wearing shoes and was walking in a hurry.

Luo Linxi, who had married in Longnan, was looking at her shop. When she saw Feng Zhuohua, she thought she was dazzled and quickly called out, "Cousin!"

Seeing her walking away in a hurry without responding, he walked around the counter and chased her out, but she was gone again.

Luo Linxi couldn't help but wonder if she was dazzled, but it was impossible, she would not mistake Feng Zhuohua.

So she turned around and went back to the shop and went to the backyard to look for her husband's family.

Luo Linxi's husband is a scholar and a bastard of the Chen family. The only shortcoming is that Chen Haoxi fell and injured himself when he was a child, and he was lame if you look closely. But upon closer inspection, Luo Linxi happened to think he was good-looking, so after showing some concern, she won his heart.

Everything went as Feng Zhuohua said. After the illegitimate son got married, he really got some money and shops. With the money given by Feng Zhuohua and Xie Xinhui, his life was very comfortable.

"Ashi."

Someone in the backyard answered: "Hey, Lin Xi, are you calling me?"

Luo Linxi hurried into the study and said to her husband, "I saw my cousin. Please help me look after the shop while I go to see cousin Hui to see if my cousin Feng is here."

Seeing Luo Linxi's anxiety, Chen Haoxi couldn't help but ask, "Is he an important person?"

"I haven't seen her for several years. She is the best person to me. I told you about it a few years ago, but you may have forgotten. I just saw her briefly, and I am sure it is her."

"Then go ahead, I'll be in the shop."

"Yeah." Luo Linxi strode away and looked for someone on the street. When she didn't find anyone, she headed towards Chen's house.

Chen Haonan's carriage stopped in front of the Chen residence. He lifted the curtain and got off the carriage. He was as handsome as before, but he looked more stable and scheming.

The Fengling swayed for a long time before it stopped, and Feng Zhuohua had just the right time to take a break after his hurried walk.

His eyes were fixed on a corner of the carriage.

"Master, the woman behind has been following the carriage."

Chen Haonan paused on the stairs and turned around to take a look. He then turned back and went down the stairs again and asked, "Why are you here? I heard that you left the Xie family a while ago. Where have you been these years?"

Feng Zhuohua stared at the wind chime in a daze. The wind blew and there was a slight sound. She said, "Master."

This voice made Chen Haonan frown. The person in front of him was clearly Feng Zhuohua. He lowered his head and saw that Feng Zhuohua's toes were bleeding and her feet were covered in dust as she was not wearing shoes. He couldn't help but wonder what happened to her.

"What master?"

Feng Zhuohua pointed at the wind chime and said, "Master."

Chen Haonan reached out to pick up the wind chime. There was a word "Chen" underneath it. He asked, "What do you think this is?"

Feng Zhuohua looked at Chen Haonan and said, "Master."

"What, you recognize me as your Lord?"

Feng Zhuohua recognized the voice, not the person, and said, "Master."

Chen Haonan was well-informed and perhaps guessed something, so he asked, "Didn't someone put a curse on you?"

Feng Zhuohua didn't reply, but just said, "Master."

The wind after the New Year was especially cold. Feng Zhuohua didn't wear a coat and was barefoot. Chen Haonan put away the wind chime and tied it around his waist and said, "Come on, I'll take you to see a doctor."

As he spoke, he picked up Feng Zhuohua horizontally. Feng Zhuohua did not resist. With a dazed look in her eyes, she let him carry her to the carriage.

Chen Haonan said: "Axiang, go to the clinic."

The man called Ah Xiang was stunned and said, "Master, there is a doctor in the mansion."

Chen Haonan did not respond, but carried the person into the carriage and sat down.

The body swayed and made a bell sound, and Feng Zhuohua's eyes were fixed on the wind chimes.

The carriage started moving and turned.