Paparazzi dressed as a shop boy

Even though Shaomin put on a righteous face, he couldn't hide the ecstasy in his eyes.

Therefore, Fang Xiqi deliberately found an opportunity to eavesdrop on their speech, and he really let him hear a bunch of unpleasant conversations.

"A beast in clothes." Fang Xiqi gave them a middle finger behind their backs.

"Big Ruan~" Fang Xiqi blinked and stared at Ruan Shaomin, who was dressed in a gorgeous woman's attire and had delicate makeup on his face, eating pears with his legs crossed.

"Don't call me 'soft'!" Ruan Shaomin gave him a sharp look and said arrogantly, "Even if you want to call me that, call me 'hard'!"

"Pfft——" Fang Xiqi covered his mouth to prevent his saliva from spitting out. If Mantangxiang's drooling benefactors who came to find Miss Pucao heard the oiran in his heart claiming to be "big hard", he wouldn't know What will be the scene.

"Cough, in fact, soft and hard things are just floating clouds~" Fang Xiqi coughed dryly, and said, "The more important thing now is your proposal two days ago~"

"Which suggestion do I have?" Ruan Shaomin glanced at him sideways.

"The proposal to start a newspaper by yourself~" Fang Xiqi looked at him hopefully, "You don't know, it is my lifelong dream to be a great media person, to expose the darkness and the truth to the sun, and to implement love and truth. Even if I wear it here, I don't want to give up my dream so easily!"

"Actually—" Ruan Shaomin couldn't help but look at him with contempt, "What you really can't let go of is gossip!"

"Since you understand, help me~" Fang Xiqi didn't feel the slightest embarrassment when the little Jiujiu in his heart was exposed, but instead entangled him and said, "Look at what a wonderful era this is, with rivers and lakes, martial arts, and beauties , there are heroes—clearly the center of right and wrong, gossip in three steps, adultery in five steps, if it was the same in our era, I wouldn't have to run so hard on the news!"

Ruan Shaomin threw away the pear pit casually, and said leisurely: "You are not enough gossip now that you are a waiter in the shop. As far as I know, there are people coming and going in the Yuelai Inn, and you should have heard a lot of gossip. Are you not satisfied?"

"It's painful to hear too much!" Fang Xiqi clenched his fists, looked at Ruan Shaomin with tears in his eyes, and said, "You don't understand that as a senior paparazzi, you can hold a lot of gossip but can't spread it and share it with the dear people. The pain! Da Ruan, you won’t watch me die in depression, will you?”

"You can do the newspaper if you want, and I didn't stop you." Ruan Shaomin rolled his eyes.

"But running a newspaper requires funds and connections. I'm a shop assistant, and I have neither money nor manpower..." Fang Xiqi stopped in the middle of speaking, and looked at him with a knowing expression.

As the head oiran of the house, Ruan Shaomin must have a lot of money in his pocket. The most important thing is that there are many men who are willing to do his best for him. As long as he asks, he will have all the money and manpower at his fingertips.

Ruan Shaomin looked at the sky speechlessly. If he had known the true face of Shenshoufang, he would never have revealed his identity and had a "meet an old acquaintance" with him. It couldn't be more fortunate, now it seems that it is better to let him die quietly keeping the secret of time travel alone.

The scene was stalemate, a servant girl knocked on the door and said: "Miss, come out and have a look, Master Nangong has brought you a big gift!" The excitement could not be concealed in her voice.

Fang Xiqi squinted his eyes: "Damn, he's really doing this, he's really weak."

Ruan Shaomin looked at him: "Do you know what the hell Nangong Feiyu is doing?"

Fang Xiqi nodded, and said contemptuously, "It's just a beast in clothes." Then he raised his eyebrows at Ruan Shaomin, and said with a smirk, "It's not as good as us..."

14. My son, you are so weak...

Ruan Shaomin tidied up his appearance and walked out of the room gracefully. His room was in the middle of the second floor, and as soon as he walked out, he could see the lobby downstairs.I saw that the originally bustling lobby was now empty, and the crowd all stood around, looking at the center of the lobby with admiration or admiration, whispering endlessly.

And in the middle of the lobby, there is a three-foot-square white marble. The stone has obviously been carved, and it has been trimmed evenly. On the front, there are four poems neatly chiseled——

The king should be like a rock, and the concubine should be like grass.The cattail grass is as tough as silk, and the rock has no transfer.

Nangong Feiyu sat with his legs crossed on the white jade stone, his posture was very suave, he was handsome in nature, and his luxurious attire raised his temperament a bit, sitting so casually, it made countless women in the hall confused Hit, I wish I could turn into that stone.

As soon as Ruan Shaomin came out, the people in the hall immediately noticed him and said, "Miss Pucao has come out."

Nangong Feiyu raised her eyes, twitched her lips, and chanted loudly: "I only pity the pussy that lives next to the water, and I will always be with you like a rock. The pussy is as tough as silk, and the rock will never change. Miss Pucao, I love you It has been a long time, although I know that people who pursue Miss Pucao are like crucian carp crossing the river, and they are nothing to worry about, but the heart of admiration is growing day by day, and the lovesickness is incomprehensible, so I have no choice but to make such a bad plan, but I hope to get Miss Pucao's favor and talk about the pain of yearning .”

He speaks earnestly, looks earnestly, and really looks like an infatuated true lover. The people present are either looking for pleasure or prostitution, and they are all people who are used to trading flesh and blood. This kind of confession scene has never been seen before. Young lady secretly envied and hated, Nangong Feiyu won a group of hearts on the spot.

Ruan Shaomin vomited silently in his heart, but his face was full of emotion, leaning on the railing lightly, he said softly: "Master Nangong's kindness has made my family feel ashamed. How can I be worthy of being a master if I am a dusty man?" Such a generous gift?"

The corner of Fang Xiqi's mouth twitched, and he silently gave a thumbs up: He is indeed the number one figure in the entertainment industry, and he is really good at acting!

Nangong Feiyu was secretly proud of herself, he expected it to be right, the more self-proclaimed a noble woman is, the more vain she is, she immediately stood up and said: "Miss Pucao is very talkative, since ancient times there have been many strange women, not to mention that Miss is so natural, there is no need to refine it ' Those who make men all over the world haunt their souls and dreams, and their hearts to the young lady can show the sun and the moon, and I just ask the young lady not to dislike her."

Ruan Shaomin pretended to be moved to tears, gently wiped the corners of his eyes, sighed, and said slowly: "It's not that I love Fengchen, it seems that I was misled by the front. It's lucky for Pucao Sansheng to be favored by Master Nangong, but Pucao already has a sweetheart. I'm afraid I will let down the sincerity of the young master."

Fang Xiqi looked at Nangong Feiyu's white and tender face that instantly turned blue and purple, and laughed so hard that his intestines almost knotted up, but he still held back his face, hooked Ruan Shaomin's shoulders and pulled him into his arms. He raised his chin at Nangong Feiyu with regret and said, "Master Nangong, I'm sorry, Pucao and I have been in love with each other for a long time, although I don't have your literary talent, I can't do it... Cough cough, such a big stone, but , I believe Pucao will not mind. I hope that Master Nangong will find his true heart soon~"

Nangong Feiyu has been having fun for many years, and he thinks that there is no woman he can't get, that's why he dared to show his love in such a high-profile way today. He didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to kill halfway, and even put on a big oolong. It was so hot, I only wished there was a hole in the ground for myself to drill into.

The crowd at the side of the hall had already bowed their heads and whispered. Just now they thought that Nangong Feiyu was handsome and suave, but now there was only a deliberate mockery left.

Deliberately lowering the voice of Nangong Feiyu's conversation, but still coming in from time to time, made him feel uncomfortable, and his emotions changed from embarrassment at the beginning to anger, all because of this kid who came out of nowhere.

He is a frequent visitor of Pu Cao, and he also knows a lot about the people around Pu Cao, so he knows that those people around Pu Cao will never be a threat to him. In this scene, I didn't expect to fail. This kid just appeared not long ago. Apart from his good looks, he is very ordinary in other aspects, and his background is not even on the stage. I didn't pay attention to him at all, I didn't expect to stumble on this person in the end.

After all, Nangong Feiyu is a son of a noble family, and even a famous figure in the martial arts world. Therefore, even though she was full of hatred and anger in her heart, she still maintained her demeanor, and left in a hurry after saying a few superficial words to Ruan Shaomin and Fang Xiqi.

"Hahaha~ You don't know the scene at that time. If I were that Nangong Feiyu, I would commit seppuku. I don't have any face left in this world." During dinner the next day, Fang Xiqi proudly told the chef Hao Speaking of teasing Nangong Feiyu last night, he couldn't help laughing again.

Brother Hao is a bold man with a square head and big ears. After listening to it, he couldn’t stop laughing. He smiled and said to him with admiration: "Brother Fang, you are really amazing. You can even get the lady of the court. You must teach your brother both hands~"

"It's easy to say!" Fang Xiqi added a piece of braised pork with a smile, and secretly slandered: If he really chased Ruan Shaomin, he would not kill himself--only these ancient people who don't wear glasses are so fond of a fake mother.

He Gui, who had been listening silently, put down his chopsticks and looked at Fang Xiqi coldly: "Are you with Pucao?"

"Uh..." Fang Xiqi wanted to say yes, but why did he feel that Boss He's eyes were terrifying, as if he would kill him if he nodded, or let's be honest, he has worked in countless brokerage companies and big stars Fang, the mighty and unyielding master in the chase, was a little afraid of He Boss for some reason, and finally recruited listlessly, "Actually, it's a fake. I'm just playing Nangong Feiyu with cattail grass." Then he and Ruan Shaomin I talked about the situation of my partner again.