How to Avoid a Flirty Ex-Partner

Fu Tingqiu put the restaurant's bill on Xie Yan's head, settled the bill calmly, and got a sentence from the waiter before leaving the door: "Guest officer, go slowly, come back next time."

Fu Tingqiu snorted softly, looked back at the plaque on the Fulai Tower, and thought to himself: Xie Yan really knows how to choose a place, a simple meal would almost empty his pockets, if he didn't bring the bank notes, he might be detained Come down to be a dishwashing boy.

After calming down, Fu Tingqiu went to Wanqiu Villa's stronghold in Xuanji City. After seeing Xie Yan for trivial matters, Fu Tingqiu would settle the accounts after seeing Xie Yan.

Xie Yan left the restaurant and went straight to the branch of Zhinan Building.

Zhinan Building is located in a remote alley in the north of Xuanji City. The intention is similar to the smell of wine not afraid of the depth of the alley. The reputation of Zhinan Building attracts customers.

Xie Yan walked to the entrance of the alley, and saw a few people coming out from the depths of the alley from time to time, some of them were dressed in fancy clothes and had jade pendants of celestial families on their waists, and many young faces appeared frequently.

It can be seen that the business of the South Building is good.

Xie Yan walked along the place where the visitor came, and after turning left and right, he finally saw an independent courtyard. The three characters Zhinanlou were boldly written on the plaque on the gate of the courtyard, and the lines were full of domineering.

The yard is not big, and there are a sea of ​​people at this time, and all the people's heads are covered in darkness.

Xie Yan paused, not knowing what happened here, which attracted everyone to stop and watch.

He wanted to find out, so he had to enter the Zhinan Building, but at this time, the front door was blocked by a sea of ​​people, and there was no gap at all.Xie Yan had no choice but to find another way to enter from the rear.

There was no one in the backyard, and he could vaguely hear the uproar in front of him. Xie Yan went around but couldn't find the back door. He slightly raised his head to look at the half-person-high courtyard wall, and then looked around, but there was no one there.

Xie Yan tiptoed, jumped up the courtyard wall lightly, landed in the courtyard without stopping.

The Zhinan Building here should be divided into front and back yards, Xie Yan is now in the back yard, and the front yard where the bustling people have just seen is the front yard.Xie Yan, who was preoccupied, walked towards the room in the center of the courtyard, which should be the office.

Before he arrived at the office, he heard a quarrel.

"The owner of the building personally passed the order, ordering me to send the contents of this town building back to Pojun City in a few days, can there be any fakes?" One person whispered angrily.

"Even so, the owner of the building didn't let you sell the magic weapon in the building at a low price." One person said.

"What do you know?" The angry man said angrily, "Zhi Nanling has been missing for many days, and I'm afraid he will never be found. Now, the owner of the building asked me to return the things in the building. It can be seen that something big happened in the building. You don’t think about yourself, I still have to think about it.”

"You think about yours," the persuading man said, "it has nothing to do with your ruining the magic weapon."

"I can sell it anytime I want." The man sneered, "Don't forget, I'm the shopkeeper, and you're just an accountant."

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, ending with the accountant not speaking anymore.

Xie Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment of indifference, he kicked open the back window of the office.

His silent movement scared the two people in the room enough, and one of them, a fat man with a round figure, rolled under the table with a plop, and quickly shouted: "Heroic man, spare your life, hero, spare your life."

How can you know that Nanlou is half-hearted in acting like this?

Xie Yan sneered, and turned to look at the one who was as immobile as a mountain.The person hiding under the table is the steward who just wanted to sell the magic weapon at a low price, so this should be the accountant.

Mr. Accountant was born young, with delicate features and a calm expression. When he saw Xie Yan, he didn't shout or cry out, nor was he curious. He just stood aside and watched, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.

Xie Yan looked at it for a while, he still had the same posture, understood that this person wanted to pretend to be a fool, Xie Yan ignored him, and walked straight towards the steward hiding under the table.

The steward kept talking, and he regarded the hero as the superior, but his voice was not loud, so it couldn't be called the lingering lingering sound.

Xie Yan kicked the leg of the table, and the steward was so frightened that he said a few more words: "The good man spares his life, the good man can just take whatever he likes, the villain will not say a word."

"Can you be the master?" Xie Yan asked.

"Naturally." The steward shrank his head and closed his eyes, thinking that he was an unborn quail, wishing to shove his head into the ground, "I am in charge here, so naturally I am in charge."

"I don't know when you will become the one who makes decisions in Zhinanlou," Xie Yan said.

The coldness in the words made the person in charge tremble like chaff, and the hero who came in and kept shouting for mercy disappeared with him.

"Look up." Xie Yan put a small order in front of the steward.

The steward raised his head tremblingly when he heard the words, seeing the token of the South Tower, his heart trembled, and he followed his slender and powerful hand all the way to Xie Yan's face.

The moment he saw Xie Yan's face, the steward opened his mouth wide, his breathing suddenly became rapid, his whole body trembled, his eyes rolled over, he actually passed out, and there was a loud plop.

Xie Yan put away the token, he did not appreciate the courage of this manager, the accountant was lifeless from beginning to end, just like an ordinary decoration.

Until Xie Yan passed in front of him, this non-existent accountant finally spoke.

"Your Excellency, please stay." The voice was cold and indifferent, with a sense of alienation from others.

Xie Yan stopped walking according to his words, and waited quietly for Mr. Accountant's next words.

"Your Excellency is the operator of Zhinan Building, you might as well settle this matter before leaving."

Inside and outside the words are full of meaning to let Xie Yan clean up the mess, Xie Yan is not stupid.

Xie Yan: "This matter is left to you to handle."

The accountant Mr. Gujing Wubo's expression was broken, and he looked at Xie Yan's back with a little surprise.

"Isn't this exactly what you want?" Xie Yan left this sentence and walked towards the counter, where there should be the things that Lang Yue wanted.

Xie Yan put away the small seal he had found, and said to the accountant who came after him: "You just clean it up, but in three days there will be a new town building and a document ordering you to be in charge."

What the accountant wants to say is obviously not this, but judging by Xie Yan's straightforward and neat actions, I am afraid that Xie Yan will not be able to stay.

"I still have something to do, please take care of this place." Xie Yan didn't give Mr. Accountant a chance to speak, broke in through the window, and came out through the window again, coming and going very casually.

Mr. Tuliu, the accountant, was speechless in the face of the mess and a deposed manager.

Fu Tingqiu explained the matter, asked people about the most famous teahouse in Xuanji City, and walked towards the teahouse in a steady pace. Throughout the ages, the fastest and most news spread is the teahouse and restaurant.

Fu Tingqiu doesn't like to drink, so naturally he doesn't want to go to restaurants, but it doesn't hurt to go to teahouses.

He walked and listened to Xiaoer, walked to the private seat, thanked him in a low voice, and Fu Tingqiu listened carefully.

I only heard that the scholar's gavel slapped, and before he could say anything, he blew the dry pipe first. It was estimated that after seven or eight puffs, the storyteller opened his mouth, with a pure, deep and dull voice. The old smoke cavity flew into the ear.

"Last time it was mentioned that there are three hosts in the Zhinan Building. Leaving aside Langyue, the host in charge of magic weapons, and Qingfeng, the second host who showed up to host, let's talk about the rare third host today."

As soon as Fu Tingqiu stopped knocking on the fan, his gaze wandered around the teahouse as if there was nothing in it. Today is really a coincidence, he came here, and he said thank you here.

"If you want to talk about this third-party landlord, there are really endless praises for three days and three nights." The storyteller raised his voice, "The third-party landlord is named Xie Yan. This person has a cold personality and doesn't like to deal with people too much. The second floor master said, this master Xie, handsome in appearance, extremely high in martial arts, and now at the Jindan stage, he has become a talent at a young age, what's more difficult is that he has a tough heart, neither loves women nor blue faces."

The last sentence of the storyteller caused a commotion in the teahouse, Fu Tingqiu clearly heard someone say, Xie Zhuzhu doesn't love the beauty, so it doesn't mean he doesn't love the blue face, he hugged the young owner of the Wanqiu Villa last night and was very affectionate.

Fu Tingqiu shook off his fan, quietly covered half of his face, and looked towards the place where the speaker was.

With an ordinary face and a man of short stature, he looked like an ordinary person.

Fu Tingqiu didn't turn a blind eye to this person because he was an ordinary person. Ordinary people often have a great effect. He silently wrote down people, and Fu Tingqiu continued to listen to the book.

"Where is Zhinanlou? Zhinanlou is the birthplace of magic treasures in the cultivation world. Xie Yan was in it, not only did he not carry countless magic treasures with him, but handed over the refined magic weapons to Zhinanlou, which shows that he is not He is a greedy person." The storyteller became addicted to cigarettes when he said this, and took a few more puffs, "I heard that Lord Xie appeared in Furong Pavilion last night, and everyone who saw him praised his extraordinary appearance, and his martial arts are hard to catch up with us. .”

"Everyone here knows where the Furong Pavilion is." When the storyteller said this, his tone suddenly changed from the solemn and awe-inspiring tone just now. The Furong Pavilion is fascinated. The Furong Pavilion in Xuanji City is famous far and wide, and the owner Xie must also be famous."

Someone in the teahouse was probably acquainted with the storyteller. Hearing this, he couldn't help but spit at him, mockingly said: "Then Mr. Xie is on the top of the mortal world, how could he be attracted to the rouge and vulgar fans in Furong Pavilion?" ?”

"Hey, my son's words don't please you," the storyteller shook his cigarette pipe, "Wouldn't it be wonderful to use the name of Furong Pavilion to kill the sex lover?"

"Oh?" The man couldn't help but couldn't hide the curiosity in his tone.

Fu Tingqiu could tell that the question-and-answer person was probably in the same group as the storyteller, and the two sang together to stir up the atmosphere in the teahouse, making the storyteller famous and full of applause.

He wasn't angry, and he didn't intend to stop it. Instead, he wanted to hear what the listener was talking about.

"I saw Master Xie for the first time, and I was shocked to be a heavenly man, but he is elegant and elegant, so it is difficult to make people feel charming." The storyteller's eyes were bright, and the corners of his lips were curved, as if he had seen Xie Yan before, "But when it comes to Master Xie's Lover, the world only thinks that a match made in heaven is a match made in heaven. This landlord Xie is not without courage to take the young master of Wanqiu Villa as his own."

Fu Tingqiu: "..."

What a good one to keep for himself, as if he were a lifeless, dead thing.

"The young owner of Wanqiu Villa, with a beautiful face and a tender appearance, is as tender as water. He walks around mercilessly, but leaves his true feelings on Mr. Xie. So far, the cultivation world is afraid that there will be a romantic young man missing." Storyteller With a sigh, "Zhinanlou and Wanqiu Villa join forces, which one in the comprehension world is its opponent?"

Fu Tingqiu's face twitched, he couldn't bear to listen to it, it was all a mess.Fortunately, Xie Yan wasn't there, otherwise, even though his skin was as thick as a city wall, he couldn't be sure that he wouldn't blush.

"The unsubstantiated nonsense has actually caused many people to stay and listen." Suddenly there was another person beside him.

Fu Tingqiu glanced over suddenly, and saw Xie Yan came at some time, sitting beside him without saying a word, listening to the nonsense storytelling for some time.

"You..." Fu Tingqiu was rarely speechless, and when he met Xie Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his face suddenly became hot.

"What the landlord said is true." Fu Tingqiu said seriously, "It's just a rumor in the market, let's just hear it."

Xie Yan: "I think Master Fu Shaozhuang still needs to argue with the storyteller."

"No, no." Fu Tingqiu said with a dry smile.

He's theorizing, the more people care about this matter, the more curious people will be, just like when writing a description, it will only get darker and darker.