Rebirth: Picking up a Little Husband

Li Chuyao couldn't see Su Yu's appearance, so he walked to Su Yu's side, rubbed his head, and pulled him into his arms.

"Ayu, don't get so angry."

Su Yu's slightly trembling body stopped, and when he calmed down, he found that his face was buried in Li Chuyao's waist, and his whole face was red.One of them was standing, the other was sitting, hugging each other, not to mention how ambiguous their posture was.

If the married couple is normal, but they have nothing to do with each other.

While taking care of Su Yu's emotions, Li Chuyao divided half of his attention on the people outside. Maybe he didn't hear any reliable news, and he didn't leave.

"There will be some bad rumors about me in a few days, don't take it to heart."

Su Yu's complexion returned to fair, and he nodded, as if he was afraid of meeting Li Chuyao's eyes, he took a sip of tea as if he was stealing his ears.

Li Chuyao smiled and walked away slowly.

Two days later, we ushered in a branch.

Li Chuyao was testing the pH of the soil in the yard. The data from the past two days told him that the seemingly barren soil in Yinan was exactly the same as a modern tea town.

Thinking of the harvest of modern tea farmers in one year, his eyes were filled with excitement.

But planting tea trees is not a one-day or two-day job.

But thinking about it carefully, the time is just right for him. When he leaves the Li family, if the next year goes well, he can collect the previous season first, which just solves his urgent need.

"Brother Yao, someone is looking for you." Zhang Cheng came in from outside covered in sweat, his clothes tied around his waist, showing his muscles.

Li Chuyao put down the instruments in his hands, took off his white coat and gloves, and cast a playful look at Zhang Cheng, "Who is looking for me? Brother Zhang, are you going to polish your subordinates again?"

Zhang Cheng clenched his fist and thumped him on the shoulder, "Don't be skinny, someone is really looking for you."

Li Chuyao shrugged and smiled, already guessing who the person outside was.

When he got to the lobby, Scarface was drinking tea with a frown on his face, swallowing it politely but unpleasantly.Li Chuyao hooked the corners of his mouth, guessing that Zhang Cheng was afraid of neglecting his guests, so he specially instructed him.

He walked up to sit across from Dao Scar, smiled and said, "Brother, don't come here without any problems."

Scarface seemed to see a savior, he pushed the teacup aside, and asked with bright eyes: "It's okay, okay, can you still count the little trick that brother Li said that day?"

Li Chuyao nodded, "It's hard to follow a gentleman's word, of course it counts."

Scarface raised his eyebrows and smiled, and he didn't bother to beat around the bush, "I, Scarface, also know how to be short-handed and soft-hearted. If Brother Li needs my help with anything, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse."

"It's not a big deal," Li Chuyao picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, moistened his throat, and said, "I just want to borrow some rumors from Brother Dao."

"Good or bad?" Although Scarface guessed it, he pretended not to know and continued to ask.

"bad."

"About whom?"

"I."

Scarface couldn't put it into words, it was the first time he saw someone trying to ruin his reputation.He has seen a lot of things about the children of the rich framing others. The people under him have to support them, so naturally they don't care about the truth.

As for those people who were passed on, what happened in the end was beyond his scope.

Li Chuyao glanced at him and said without changing his face: "Brother Dao, you just need to let the Li family know that I lost money in the casino and owed a lot of gambling debts to the "truth"."

Dao Scar's face was complicated, and he asked after a while, "Brother Li, what is this?"

"I want to be notorious, and it's best that my name, Second Young Master Li, be known to every household."

"Okay." Scarface readily agreed.

Li Chuyao smiled at him, asked someone to bring wine, and filled it up for them himself, "Thank you Brother Dao."

Scarface raised his eyebrows, and the satisfaction in his heart increased by two points. When Li Chuyao finished the little trick, he was already moved to make friends.

Li Chuyao sensed his thoughts, kept his face calm, and just said: "Brother Dao, next time you go to the casino, you might as well tell my little brother so that you can experience it for yourself."

Scarface was very satisfied, "Okay."

The two chatted for a few more words, and there was a bit of a sense of seeing that the hero saw the same thing.

Compared with Li Chuyao, who had been living in Yinan, the people in Li's Mansion in Yecheng were in a state of panic, especially it seemed that the people in Zhang Lanxiang's house were trembling all day long, for fear of being implicated if they were not careful.

The story has to start with Zhang Xianglan receiving a letter from Yinan.

Although Li Chuyao was unhappy in Li's residence, he was still a young master with a proud heart.Zhang Xianglan grasped this point and made it difficult for Li Ren from Yinan. Who knew that Li Chuyao stooped to take the money and went to the casino to gamble.

Now that there is a pile of IOUs at the rice shop, Li Chuyao didn't want to make up for it. Instead, he gambled more and more, and owed a lot of gambling debts outside.

Zhang Xianglan was at fault for getting someone to write an IOU, but now she had to grit her teeth and swallow it.

It's just that no matter how good Mipu's business is, it can't afford Li Chuyao's prodigal family. Li Ren has been complaining for a long time, saying that Mipu's monthly salary is difficult to maintain.

The corners of Zhang Xianglan's angry mouth were blistered, she was in a bad mood, her words were stinging, and even the entire Li family's servants were trembling for fear of touching her brow.

But the paper wrapped the fire, and the story of Li Chuyao's gambling had now reached the old lady's ears, and the story of the rice shop might not be able to be concealed.

Zhang Xianglan was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, but she was helpless.