Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

The news of Fang Lihua and Xiang Kun's divorce became explosive news in Jiangcheng.

The public with voyeuristic desires regards the relationship between Fang Lihua, Xiang Kun and Dong Beibei as a topic of conversation after dinner.

On the cusp of this storm, Fang Lihua announced that she was taking a break from the shadow to raise her baby, and Dong Beibei suddenly disappeared without a word from her.

Xiang Kun was left alone to bear the verbal criticism from the media.

Soon, his image of an elegant gentleman was broken, the film he starred in suffered heavy losses, and he became an outcast of the film company.

Later, the story of Hu Xian came out, and Xiang Kun learned that the person next to his pillow looked like this. He was overly frightened and fell seriously ill.

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Xia Jingsheng took the two Huxians, did some processing, then put the written letter into a brocade box, and said: "Abao, hand over the letter and these two living creatures to Xuanxu in Longhu Mountain for me. Daoist."

The utensils for holding Huxian are two fairy bags tied with snakeskin.

Ah Bao carried the two bags on his back, stuffed the brocade box at his waist, bowed to Xia Jingsheng, and then set off for Longhu Mountain.

After Ah Bao left, Xia Jingsheng glanced at his pocket watch and walked towards Xia's kitchen.

"Young master." The servant who was working in the kitchen saw Xia Jingsheng and immediately stopped what he was doing, "You are..."

"I'll make some porridge." Xia Jingsheng washed the rice skillfully.

"Master, if you want porridge, just tell us. Why bother to go there yourself? We'll prepare it and send it to you." The servant smiled.

"No need, I'll do it myself, you guys go down."

Seeing that Xia Jingsheng had already started picking vegetables, the servant knew that persuasion was useless, so he followed his advice and withdrew.

While picking vegetables, Xia Jingsheng was thinking about Sun Wenxi's preferences.

In the years when Sun Wenxi was abroad, he always ate Western food, but his stomach was a Chinese stomach to the letter.

He loves Northland pasta and special dishes.

Xia Jingsheng made a light vegetable porridge, added some mushrooms, fungus, and ham to enhance the taste, and made two appetizers, all of which were packed into food boxes.

Xia Jingsheng took the food box and came to Sun's house in a rickshaw.

When the servants of the Sun family saw him, they smiled happily and quickly welcomed him in.

That posture is comparable to picking up a bride.

It so happened that Mrs. Mai came to Sun's house as a guest today, and she was sitting in the living room talking with Sun Qiman.

Seeing Xia Jingsheng, Mrs. Mai smiled kindly: "Come find Wenxi, he's upstairs."

After Xia Jingsheng saluted, he went upstairs.

The door of Sun Wenxi's room was ajar, and he was talking on the phone: "Boss Liu, it's not that I'm desperate, it's really your company, and Dong Beibei is the only one who can make money. Even if I give you a loan now, why do you make money?"

Xia Jingsheng waited outside the door with a food box, until Sun Wenxi finished making a phone call before he knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in." Sun Wenxi leaned back on the broad-backed chair, and when he saw Xia Jingsheng, he instantly lifted his spirits.

"Jingsheng, why are you here?" The exhausted man became more energetic, moved his body, and called Xia Jingsheng to sit beside him.

"I...want to come and see you..." Xia Jingsheng put down the food box, "Your injury..."

"I changed the medicine a few times, and it's much better." Sun Wenxi shook his arms, his eyes fixed on the food box.

"I brought you some side dishes... I don't know if it suits your taste." Xia Jingsheng lifted the lid of the food box.

The aroma of the food filled the nostrils, and Sun Wenxi looked at the porridge and side dishes in surprise: "Jing Sheng, you made this?"

Xia Jingsheng nodded lightly: "You have an injury on your body, you need to eat lightly, if you are not used to it, I will do something else next time."

Sun Wenxi looked at Xia Jingsheng with a smile like a snake crawling along the pole: "You said this, don't go back on your word."

Xia Jingsheng naturally agreed.

Satisfied, Sun Wenxi ate up the porridge and side dishes, and he praised the simple craftsmanship like nothing else in the world.

Xia Jingsheng's ears turned red with embarrassment, he raised his hand and grabbed a grape from the fruit plate, and stuffed it into Sun Wenxi's mouth.

Sun Wenxi was not annoyed, he chewed and swallowed.

"Why don't you peel it?" Xia Jingsheng asked anxiously.

Sun Wenxi pressed his arm with "pain" on his face: "Oh, my hand hurts, where can I peel it?"

After speaking, he looked helplessly at the grapes in the fruit plate.

Xia Jingsheng understood everything now, Sun Wenxi was obviously looking for an excuse to rely on Xia Jingsheng to peel the grapes for him.

After peeling a small plate of grapes, he was about to hand it over, but Sun Wenxi opened his mouth, waiting for him to feed it.

Xia Jingsheng took one and put it into Sun Wenxi's mouth. Sun Wenxi bit it and touched his fingertips.

Xia Jingsheng hastily withdrew his hand, lowered his head, not daring to look into Sun Wenxi's eyes, for fear that his thoughts would be exposed by the sight.

"It's very sweet, Jing Sheng, would you like to try it too?"

As he said that, Sun Wenxi leaned forward suddenly. In an instant, he and Xia Jingsheng became intimate.

The lips were close to each other, and they were within a few inches of kissing, but Sun Wenxi stopped there, turned around and took a peeled grape from the plate, and put it into the mouth of Xia Jingsheng who was still in a daze.

The sweet and greasy taste in his mouth could not soothe his electric heartbeat, and Xia Jingsheng's face was blushing.

"Jingsheng, why didn't you hide just now? You don't feel disgusted by my closeness?" Xia Jingsheng has become a boiled shrimp, but Sun Wenxi still wants to make use of it.

During this time of questioning, the two were still very close to each other, so close that Xia Jingsheng could clearly hear Sun Wenxi's exhalation.

Words and sentences exploded in my ears.

Xia Jingsheng looked up helplessly, and said the most sincere words in his heart: "I don't know—"

As soon as these words came out, Sun Wenxi immediately restrained himself, and turned into a gentleman who was talking and laughing at Yanyan again, as if he wasn't the one who was trying to tease people just now.

"It's okay, take your time..." Sun Wenxi smiled, "Jing Sheng promised me that he would do something with me, remember?"

Xia Jingsheng nodded, and then heard Sun Wenxi say, "Jingsheng, accompany me to the art exhibition next week."

"Huh? Uh, good." Xia Jingsheng thought he would hear some shocking words, but he didn't expect to just go to the art exhibition.

"Jing Sheng looks surprised? Could it be that Jing Sheng has something else in mind?"

"No!" Xia Jingsheng categorically denied it.

Xia Jingsheng stayed in Sun Wenxi's room for less than half an hour, but was repeatedly hit by sugar-coated shells, and was already dizzy by now.

Even when clearing the tableware, they are in a hurry.

Sun Wenxi was an old god, playing the role of a patient with a half-disabled arm from beginning to end, only staring at Xia Jingsheng intently.

The more seriously he looked at it, the more mistakes Xia Jingsheng made. In the end, Xia Jingsheng almost "escaped" from Sun Wenxi's room.

"Jingsheng!" Xia Jingsheng was about to step out of the room when Sun Wenxi's voice came from behind.

"Thank you for the porridge, I like it very much, but I like you more than this porridge."

Xia Jingsheng didn't expect this straight ball at all, he staggered and almost fell.

Downstairs, what Sun Qiman and Mrs. Mai saw was Xia Jingsheng who was almost familiar.

Mrs. Mai warmly greeted Xia Jingsheng: "Jingsheng, come and sit down."

Xia Jingsheng was startled, and saw the two elders looking at him with smiles on their faces.

"Recently... have you gotten along well with Wenxi?" Mrs. Mai cleared her throat and asked softly.

Xia Jingsheng nodded in bewilderment.

The two elders looked at each other and nodded with a smile.

"Jing Sheng, how old are you?"

"It's time to be 23 after the new year." Xia Jingsheng replied truthfully.

"That's just right. I've asked someone to look at it. Xiao Gou and Xiao Hu are the most suitable ones." As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Mai realized that she had slipped her mouth, and quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled.

Xia Jingsheng looked at the two elders in astonishment.

Sun Qiman has always been a person who doesn't like to beat around the bush. Seeing that the situation has come to this point, he simply pointed out: "Jing Sheng, you and Wen Xi are not young anymore. It's time to start a family and start a business."

Xia Jingsheng never expected this to happen again, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Sun Qiman thought that he was shy, and immediately smoothed things over: "However, this matter of marriage has always been decided by the fathers. I know that the Xia family is a family that understands etiquette. Don't worry, our Sun family will definitely follow the old rules. Rituals, do enough etiquette, it will definitely not make it difficult for you."

"Uncle, I..." Hearing these words, Xia Jingsheng's heart was filled with turmoil.

"I know, you are the eldest young master of the Xia family, and the family will definitely not agree to this marriage easily. I have already thought about this matter, and I will come to have an appointment with your father some day. You don't have to be too nervous, it will definitely go through with you young people's wish."

Xia Jingsheng didn't know how he walked out of the gate of Sun's mansion at all, especially when he saw the earnest eyes of the two elders, he only felt a heavy weight on his heart.

Not to mention his fate of punishing his six relatives, but just talking about the relationship between him and Sun Wenxi, which is constantly being cut and messed up, no matter how you look at it, it has not reached the point of getting married.

Sun Wenxi's sudden confession this time completely messed up his heart.

At one moment, my mind was on the scene when the two first met, and at the other moment, it was the scene of Sun Wenxi smiling and talking about love.

He came and went, even the rickshaw driver called him, but Xia Jingsheng forgot to answer.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Go to Xia Zhai."

When he got home, Xia Jingsheng had something on his mind. He wanted to go straight to his room, but he didn't expect that the front hall was full of people, many of them were old employees of Xiahe Lighting Factory.

"Let Xia Jingrui come out, he still owes us money."

"If the manager doesn't come out, we'll just sit here and never leave."

"Starting today, we will all go on strike. What work will we do if we don't get paid?"

Xia Jingsheng pulled the butler away, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Eldest young master, something is wrong. Xiahe's factory is suffering a lot of losses. The second young master messed up the business, so he is not being punished inside. The old master is in a fit of anger, so the young master should stop getting into trouble and go back to his room first. stop."

Xia Jingsheng went upstairs.

Although the door of Xia Gongcheng's room was closed, the scolding voice could still be heard clearly.

"How can you let me hand over Xiahe's business to you with confidence, and lose money every quarter? You are trying to piss me off! From today on, all the accounts will be brought to me for review."

"Father, more and more electric light factories are opening now, Xia He is no longer able to see the advantage, and I am too hard to get off." Xia Jingrui argued.

"I don't want to listen to your explanation. The most urgent thing is to settle the wages of the workers, and you can show me the account!"

Xia Gongcheng's tone was not to be disobeyed, Xia Jingrui came out of the room dejectedly, and bumped into Xia Jingsheng who was about to go back to the room.

"Brother." Xia Jingrui called listlessly, and when he passed by, he was stopped by Xia Jingsheng.

"Wait..." Xia Jingsheng looked at Xia Jingrui's front yard with a frown, "What happened to you recently?"

Xia Jingrui didn't hear the concern in his words, he just took Xia Jingsheng's opportunity to tease him, and said angrily: "It's not like anything happened, didn't you see that I was being scolded by my father?"

After finishing speaking, he left without waiting for Xia Jingsheng to answer.

Xia Jingsheng originally wanted to remind Xia Jingrui to pay more attention to his actions, if he is not careful, disaster may happen.

Just as he was about to call him back, he saw servants from the mansion running over in a hurry: "Young Master, Officer Ye from the patrol room is looking for you."

It was Ye Henglang's first visit to Xia's mansion. He had heard earlier that the Xia family was a family of poets and books, and the family style was upright.

Today, I saw many people sitting in the front hall, noisy.

When he came to the door, the foreman who was making trouble happened to seize the opportunity and came to complain one after another.

"Mr. Ye, come and judge us. Xiahe Electric Lamp Factory has been in operation for many years. We are all old people in the factory. The wives and children at home are waiting for food and dinner. The salary is so delayed every month. How can we do it? Can you take it?"

"That's right, Officer Ye. The police don't care about this matter. If we don't care, we'll go to the police station to make a fuss."

Ye Henglang was so pestered by you and me that he couldn't help it. In the end, it was Xia Gongcheng himself who temporarily stabilized the situation.

Ye Henglang wore the police uniform of the patrol room today, which made Xia Gongcheng nervous, forced a smile: "I don't know what's the matter, Mr. Ye came to the door this time?"

Before Ye Henglang could answer, he had already gone through the rhetoric of "The Xia family has always been law-abiding" and "the dog is stubborn, but extrajudicial to the law" many times in his mind.

But I heard Ye Henglang say: "The younger generation is here this time, and I want to ask the young master for help."

For a moment, Xia Gongcheng heaved a sigh of relief, and went to inform Xia Jingsheng with a sullen face.

Ye Henglang sat on the Eight Immortals chair in the hall, drinking the new season Anshun tea, while looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

Not long after, Xia Jingsheng walked down the wooden stairs slowly.

"Brother Heng Lang has something to do with me?" He sat down on the chair beside him.

Ye Henglang watched him fiddle with the tea leaves in the tea bowl, and forgot what he wanted to say for a moment.

It wasn't until Xia Jingsheng looked up at him that he came back to his senses.

"The thing is like this. The police station has received a new case. I don't think it's unusual. I want to ask you to take a look."

Xia Jingsheng picked the tea noodles: "Patrolling to solve the case should pay attention to evidence. Brother Heng Lang came here to find me, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

"I can assure you that this case is really unusual, I..." Ye Henglang was anxious, afraid that Xia Jingsheng would not agree.

"Well, after all, I'm alone, so I can go and have a look, but it may not be helpful." Xia Jingsheng's tone was still lukewarm.

Somehow, after a few words, Ye Henglang's back was covered with sweat.

He didn't even dare to look Xia Jingsheng directly in the eyes.

Such a pair of eyes can see through all the thoughts in his heart.