I seem to be a fake mistress

After finally washing it clean, Bai Huoan helped Wen Qi bandage his waist in an extremely ungentle way.

Wen Qi frowned: "Master, if you wrap it up again, it will rot."

Bai Huo'an: "Won't it hurt if you don't wrap it up until your clothes rub against it?"

Wen Qi: "Huh?"

Is this Bai Huoan caring about himself?

"If you don't cover me, it's an eyesore." Bai Huoan said lightly.

So that's the case, Wen Qi's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and he said obediently: "I see."

When they landed, someone rushed in immediately.

"Master... that batch of goods has been inspected! We have reported your name, but he still won't let you pass."

Bai Huoan immediately put on his coat and said, "Prepare the car now."

Wen Qi stood on the spot and watched Bai Huoan go out quietly. Unexpectedly, Bai Huoan just turned around the door, then turned back immediately, glanced at Wen Qi, but didn't speak.

The housekeeper came in and put Wen Qi's coat on, and said, "Boss Hua, the young master misses you."

Wen Qi: "Really?"

Looking back, what Wen Qi saw was threats and oppression. Why did the housekeeper feel that he was reluctant to part with him?

"Boss Hua, the young master has said that you are allowed to go back to the door, not... to the Liyuan."

back door?Wen Qi just pretended not to understand what he meant, and smiled gently: "Thank you, master."

When he got into the black car and was domineering on the road full of bicycles, Wen Qi finally deeply understood why Hua Ji Fei had this ideal.

Dressed in a gold-threaded gown, Wen Qi stepped off the car, and immediately there were attendants supporting him.

How can the teenagers in the Liyuan who are still practicing kung fu care about practicing kung fu?They all stretched out their heads and looked outside, wondering which important person came to the door, but they didn't realize that it was Hua Jifei, whom they had always looked down upon, who had returned.

Wen Qi held his head high and his voice amplified a little: "I'm back."

Seeing the envy in the eyes of the younger senior brothers, Wen Qi's smile almost burst out.When they walked inside, everyone's eyes turned into suspicion.

Wen Qi knew what they were thinking in their hearts, it was nothing more than how he could come back alive, didn't Bai Huoan torture him?

Anyway, the injury was on the waist, no matter how arrogant Wen Qi walked, the pain was naturally tolerable.

"What are you looking at, have you practiced your skills?"

Feng Hongfei came out from the house and reprimanded his apprentices, then looked at Wen Qi, and said expressionlessly: "Why is Boss Hua coming back to see me when he has time?"

Wen Qi waved his hand: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Boss Feng, let's go into the room and talk."

Feng Hongfei was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Okay."

Originally, Feng Hongfei was going to sit down at the main seat, but Wen Qi went ahead: "Boss Feng has a lot of treasures here, for Master Bai's sake, why don't you send me some to take back?"

Feng Hongfei: "They're all vulgar things, they can't catch your eyes."

Wen Qi: "That's not necessarily the case."

Without waiting for the host's invitation, Wen Qi walked inside again, raised a candle, and said in a low voice: "What exactly is Boss Feng thinking of sending me there?"

Feng Hongfei: "I thought you understood."

Wen Qi: "Then you should have explained it to senior brother, I am reluctant."

Hearing this sentence, Feng Hongfei raised his eyebrows: "Reluctance? In the face of such traitors, can you still take care of your children's affection?"

Wen Qi: "A traitor... Is it a traitor if you buy a few Western gadgets? I will eat and live well with him, so why should I leave? Besides, he treats me very well."

Feng Hongfei: "You are crazy!"

Wen Qi rubbed his hands together, then smiled again: "Catch up on my wedding with Huo An, please come and attend."