Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Nianyuan was shocked: "Why are you here?!"

There was a slight change in Gu Yue's expressionless face, and his dark and sharp eyes shot straight at him, "Do you know me?"

Shen Nianyuan was terrified of being stared at by the man, couldn't help but took a step back and lowered his head abruptly, curled up his fingers nervously for no reason, and grabbed his half-wet trouser legs.

...is it really a real man to become so shy after just looking at each other?

On the side, Feng Ze, who had already come out of his thoughts, frowned and looked coldly at the sight of the two meeting and intersecting in mid-air, feeling suddenly unhappy.

Picking up the cold teacup in his hand, he felt that he needed to extinguish the fire.

"The tea is cold, don't drink it."

The wrist was grasped by a rough and gentle hand, and before he could see the movement of the person in front of him clearly, the teacup was snatched from his hand domineeringly.

After pouring out the cold tea, Gu Yue added new tea and handed the cup back.

Feng Ze watched silently as the tea leaves rolled and fluttered in the teacup, he pursed his lips and didn't take it.

Stretching out his hand to avoid the teacup in front of him, he avoided Gu Yue's sight, and turned his head to look at Shen Nianyuan.

For some reason, Feng Ze's cold eyes were suddenly stained with a smile that was not a smile, and then asked lazily, "Little Shuang'er, what are you doing standing there? I want you to come and sit down in person." No?"

Since the encounter between the protagonist Gong and Shou is inevitable, he wants to see how attractive the original plot of this world is to these two!

His eyes fell on Shen Nianyuan's body, and a cold sternness flashed across Feng Ze's eyes.

But at this time, Gu Yue who was blocked and Shen Nianyuan who stood with his head bowed were taken aback for a moment.

Outside the gazebo, Shen Nianyuan who heard the words raised his head, first he quickly glanced at the man who looked at Ruth in astonishment, a hidden sarcasm flashed in his eyes, he quickly moved away and fixed his eyes on the handsome young man with dancing eyebrows.

Suddenly meeting those clear black and white eyes, Shen Nianyuan's cheeks flushed with heat, and he didn't know how he got into the pavilion, but when he came back to his senses, he found himself sitting on the stone bench next to the young man superior.

Feng Ze pushed a stack of untouched exquisite pastries on the stone table, raised his eyebrows, "Try it? I heard that Shuang'er likes this the most."

Hearing this, Shen Nianyuan awkwardly picked up a small square cake and ate it into his mouth.

The sweet and delicate taste melted quickly in his mouth, and the sweet taste made his round and watery eyes narrow into a thin line.

Gu Yue sat on the side indifferently, the veins in his wrist holding the teacup bulged, and the servant standing beside him was terrified.

Waves swayed slightly on the calm and unmarked water surface, and the fine lines spread out from the edge of the delicate teacup like a spider web. Gu Yue's drooping eyes covered the sudden red light in his eyes.

After a while, he restrained his movements and gently put the teacup back on the stone table.

The sound of the teacup hitting the stone table made a slight sound, and Shen Nianyuan stopped chewing the pastry like a small animal.

Feng Ze's eyes fell on Gu Yue calmly, and the pavilion fell into silence for a moment.

"Young master, you can make it easy for slaves to find!"

Not far away, a panting voice came from outside the gazebo, breaking the inexplicably frozen atmosphere around.

Fat but flexible, he moved his feet. The steward with a flattering smile was wearing a white gown today, and his round body approached everyone step by step like a big dough.

Seeing the steward's attire from a distance, Feng Ze's mouth twitched, "Stop!"

The steward stopped at the stone steps outside the pavilion skillfully.

"There's no one in charge who yells." Frowning slightly, Feng Ze glared at him.

The steward wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, bowed his waist and hurriedly said, "Master, just now a young long-term worker came to the house, and he said he was the old shopkeeper of our dim sum shop on Linshui Street at the west end of the town." False accounts are made every month!"

"Oh?" Hearing this, Feng Ze's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp eyes suddenly fell on the steward, "Is this serious?"

The steward didn't know whether to nod or shake his head, "I don't know the truth yet, everything is what the long worker said. But..." He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Master, I'd rather believe it."

One must know that the thunderous means used by the Young Master back then naturally shocked a group of people, but in the past few years, the business of the Fengfu is booming, and the Young Master has delegated some powers to his confidant subordinates, and the methods are indeed much gentler.Nowadays, I'm afraid it's just that some things that don't have eyesight have healed and the scars have forgotten the pain, and it's not necessarily true that they have some crooked thoughts...

After all, Feng Mansion has always been generous to its loyal subordinates, there is no reason why the old shopkeeper who has been in Feng Mansion for most of his life would suddenly choose to make false accounts when he stepped into the coffin.

Of course, this is just the manager's idea, but for Feng Ze, he knows the whole story of this incident.

Because in the original plot, there was an old shopkeeper who falsified accounts.

In the original plot, Yuan Shen sent his confidants to investigate after learning about the incident, and later, with the evidence obtained by his confidantes, he was convinced that it was indeed the shopkeeper who made the fake accounts.The original body was ruthless, so after removing his identity as the shopkeeper, he sent someone to secretly resort to tricks, so that the shopkeeper's family had to be left on the streets.

And the desperate old shopkeeper was lucky enough to meet Shen Nianyuan later, and after being arranged by Shen Nianyuan, he became the shopkeeper of Shen's pastry shop, which is another story.

Taking a vague look at Shen Nianyuan, Feng Ze's expression was inexplicably complicated for a moment.

In short, the old shopkeeper was framed by someone, but the original body mistakenly believed in the villain's words and did evil things.Because of this, the badness of the original body is infinitely magnified under the aura of the protagonist Shou. Not only the protagonist Shou hates him even more, but also many old people in the Fengfu who have friendship with the old shopkeeper also start to renounce the original body.

Standing up from the stone bench, Feng Ze tapped the fan handle twice, raised his chin and said, "Okay, I understand. You go and invite the old shopkeeper to the mansion, and I will go to the front yard to have a look." That young long-term worker is such a three-headed and six-armed man that he only knows that the shopkeeper is making fake accounts."

There was some prejudice against the old shopkeeper and the long-term worker's dislike in the words, the steward was stunned for a while, but somehow he felt relieved in his heart.

Instead of looking at the two people around him, Feng Ze walked out of the pavilion briskly, before leaving, he turned his head and glanced at Gu Yue, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Gu Yue, who was sitting on the stone bench as if in meditation, seemed to feel something for a moment, he slowly raised his eyes to meet those clear eyes, and a blaze of fire suddenly flashed in his eyes.The tall figure stood up, trying to keep up with the handsome young man without saying a word.

Shen Nianyuan also stood up, took two steps forward, but stood at the entrance of the pavilion hesitantly.

"Go away!" Gu Yue was blocked behind him, his deep voice was full of disgust.

Shen Nianyuan turned his head and squinted at Gu Yue, his eyes met his cold eyes, his lips were pursed and turned pale.

"Who do you think you are? How much better than me?" He looked at Gu Yue passing in front of him, suppressing the fear in his heart and whispering beside the man, his delicate and slightly feminine face showed a sense of selflessness Unprecedented sharp aggressiveness, "It's just a poor worm left behind by his kindness."

Gu Yue froze, but he didn't stop walking out of the pavilion.

"I will not lose to you." Shen Nianyuan stared straight at Gu Yue, and said suddenly.

"Me neither." Gu Yue's footsteps finally paused, but he didn't turn his head back.

Dazed for a moment, Shen Nianyuan stared at Gu Yue's tall and straight back and fell silent, his legs standing at the entrance of the pavilion seemed to be rooted, motionless.

A servant girl was quietly cleaning up the remnants on the stone table. When her fingertips touched a cold teacup, the wall of the cup trembled slightly, and it shattered into an incredible powder with a "crash".

The servant girl screamed softly, Shen Nianyuan subconsciously turned her head.

For a long time, he stared blankly at the powder scattered by the wind on the table, but suddenly there was a burst of powerlessness and struggle in his round and watery eyes.

Jealousy, dark, ugly.

Breed, spread, spread.

He suddenly thought, when exactly did he become like this?