Big traitor pregnant with my cub

The two of them wanted to live up to the good looks in front of them, but they didn't show it on the bright side, and their eyes focused on the beautiful girl with dignity.

I saw the girl walking forward lightly with lotus steps, she was blessed, and her voice was soft and sweet: "So I have seen the two masters."

Xia Jing was pretentious, although he looked at the girl in front of him, most of his attention was actually on Zhou Yi beside him, paying attention to his expression and behavior from the corner of his eye, for fear that he would really be fascinated.

Seeing that there was no movement from Xia Jing for a long time, and Rushi was still maintaining a blessed posture, Zhou Yi sighed inwardly, and could only raise her hand towards Rushi, and said softly, "Young Rushi, you don't need to be polite, get up."

He straightened up after hearing the words, and naturally lifted the teapot on the table to fill the teacups for the two of them, and then asked softly: "It's a great honor for the two masters to come again, I just don't know if the master wants to enjoy dancing and listen to music today , or talk about poetry, or something else?"

Although this place is a Qingguan's house, it is still a place of romance. When you come to this kind of place, you can't escape these arty activities. Besides, this is the unique skill that Yangzhou thin horses have cultivated since childhood.

Zhou Yi originally wanted to come to her to have a chat alone, to see if he could find out something, but now that Xia Jing was present, the chat was impossible, so after a little thought, he humbly asked, "Which one does Master Xia prefer?"

After confirming that Zhou Yi was in a clear mind and was not fascinated by the beauty in front of him at all, Xia Jing secretly heaved a sigh of relief. As soon as he relaxed, his posture of frequenting the fireworks venues came out. He glanced at the round table: "Let's go to the table first." Wine and food are ready."

Rushi said with a smile on his lips: "I have already ordered the chef to prepare it. To entertain the two masters, I must have the best delicacies." She is not very old, but she can handle it with ease, and she has a certain amount of advance and retreat.

"In this case, let's play a song." As for talking about poetry and lyrics, heh, in front of Mr. Zhou beside him, it is undoubtedly a trick.

Ruo looked sideways at Zhou Yi, saw that he also nodded, responded, turned around and went outside the bead curtain, sat down in front of the guqin, brushed the strings lightly with his bare hands, and the sound of Qingling dingdong came over. Like a stream like a spring, like a forest like a wind, fresh and elegant, it makes people feel refreshed after listening to it.

Even though Zhou Yi failed to achieve his goal, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry to leave. Listening to the sound of the piano, sipping tea, and the leisurely view of the Xiaoqinhuai River outside the window, it was a rare leisure after being busy for so many days .

With this relaxation, even the always serious eyebrows and eyes in front of Xia Jing gradually softened.

The table was quickly filled with wine and food, and the serving maids were well-trained. From entering to leaving, the whole process was quiet. After the dishes were served, only the young maid serving the tea remained in the private room to serve.

Now it's only Shen Shi, Zhou Yi only had lunch at Yuming's house at noon, and she wasn't very hungry, but seeing Xia Jing eating with gusto, she couldn't help asking: "Why, is lunch useless?"

Xia Jing was stuffing fat but not greasy crab powder lion head into his mouth, feeling that this authentic Huaiyang taste might not even be prepared by the royal chef in the palace. Hearing Zhou Yi chatting with him at first, he didn’t respond for a while Come over, drink a glass of wine with your head up, put the food in your mouth into your belly with the wine, and then say with a satisfied face: "It's so delicious, how can I live up to it." After a pause, he said, "Eat, Color, sex also."

In this way, he completely exposed his nature of being proficient in eating, drinking and having fun. Zhou Yi knew his temperament a long time ago, but he didn't care about it.

Impatient to see his overly casual look, Zhou Yi simply hummed and stood up, and walked slowly to the open window with her hands behind her back. Standing here, not only can you see the scenery of the Little Qinhuai River, The gate by which they entered and the yard through which they passed were also plainly visible.

It was also a coincidence that not long after standing by the window, Zhou Yi saw another guest coming at the gate. He was a young man who looked like a young man, wearing a very rich brocade gown and accompanied by two attendants.

The man knocked on the door, as if he was very familiar with the concierge, after a little greeting, he walked in familiarly, but stopped in the yard not long after, the concierge nodded and bowed, not knowing what he was talking to him.

Zhou Yi's heart moved slightly, and he turned around and waved to the little maid who was waiting on the side. The little maid came over gently when she saw her, and before she could speak, Zhou Yi pointed at the young man in the courtyard and asked softly in her ear: "Do you know who that is?"

At this moment, the young master listened to the concierge's words, turned his footsteps, and didn't go any further, but turned around and left.

The little servant girl had a very winking look, she leaned over to look at it, and just like Zhou Yi did when she asked the question before, she approached him in a low voice and said, "It's the young master of Mr. Huang's family."

"Which Elder Huang?" Zhou Yi's eyes were fixed, watching the young master and his entourage disappear around the corner, and there was already a faint guess in his heart.

Sure enough, the little maid replied: "Huang's house in Willow Lane in the north of the city."

Wicker Lane, the Huang family!

The Wicker Alley in the north of Yangzhou City has always been a place where wealthy households in the city live together. As far as Zhou Yi knows, the only rich households in the Willow Alley with the surname Huang are the Huang family, a great salt merchant, which is Yu Ming's in-laws.

The Patriarch of the Huang family, Huang Yingtai, came from a mediocre background. He started from scratch. He earned the family business with bare hands. He is also in the salt business. Since ancient times, there have been many tricks in the salt industry. He has the ability, and now he has transformed himself The Huangshang who had passed Ming Road was so courageous and scheming that ordinary people would really be hard-pressed to match him.

Although Huang Yingtai saved a lot of money in his hands, he had a difficult time with his knees. He only had a son after a certain age, and he held it in the palm of his hand and taught him carefully.

The Huang family has now accumulated a huge family business, but they just live in peace and stability, and I am afraid that they will not be able to eat it all in eight lifetimes, but now Dasheng recognizes the business of scholars, farmers, businessmen, and already has the money. Huang Yingtai is determined to let Huang Yaozu go into official career , marrying Yu Ming's family, there is such a consideration.

If it was his family, it would be reasonable to bother to find Xia Jing's network in this Enke.

But I just heard from Yu Ming that his girl is pregnant recently, Huang Yaozu came here for shopping, I am afraid that the life of marrying a rich businessman is not so smooth, and there is nowhere to go to find a thin horse, so he just came here this home……

While thinking about these things in his heart, he suddenly heard a cold sarcasm from Xia Jing: "I didn't know, this is what you meant?"

Looking up, he saw Xia Jing looking at himself and the little maid who was very close to him because of talking with irony in his eyes.

Seizing the opportunity like this, he stabbed people in a strange way, and no one would feel comfortable listening to it. Zhou Yi was slightly blocked in his heart, but didn't show anything on his face. He nodded slightly to the little maid and asked her to go back to serve, and then walked back by herself. Still sitting in the original seat.

After pondering for a moment, he finally said: "You can't talk properly?"

Xia Jing didn't answer, just stared at him blindly, the sarcasm in his eyes became more intense, maybe it was an illusion, but behind the sarcasm, there seemed to be something else hidden, which made it hard for people to discern.

For the first time ever, Zhou Yi was stared at by him so uncomfortable, his eyes flashed, he covered his lips and coughed twice, and unexpectedly explained: "This girl is old enough to be my granddaughter, what nonsense are you talking about?" .”

As soon as the words came out, even he was surprised. Why did he need to explain to this person, but he said everything, so there was no more expression. He closed his eyes and still listened to the music attentively. If you think about something, you won't let others see it.

When Xia Jing asked the question, he never thought that the person in front of him would explain to him. Although he was reprimanded for saying "nonsense" at this time, he was not angry at all, and even felt a little inexplicably happy.

The sullenness from seeing Zhou Yi getting close to the woman earlier completely dissipated, and his heart seemed to be filled with something, and it couldn't be stopped, as if it was about to overflow.

His mind moved, his eyes flicked across Zhou Yi's focused face lightly, and then silently gestured to Ru Shi behind the curtain who was playing the piano and the little maid who was waiting on the side, and they retreated knowingly.

For a moment, only Zhou Yi and Xia Jing were left in the room.

Zhou Yi noticed that the sound of the piano was interrupted, and was about to open her eyes when she suddenly felt that her eyes were covered by a hand, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a black curtain, and the breath in her ears was warm, and at the same time, Xia Jing's familiar voice came, very soft, slightly With joy: "Master Zhou, you are upset."