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Speaking of which, Feng Qisong cared more about the marriage contract than Young Master Bai, otherwise the servants around him wouldn't be desperately trying to unravel Bai Hemian.

Qian Shan blinked his eyes, feeling that Young Master Bai was very easy to get along with, so he boldly asked: "Really?"

"Really." Bai Hemian couldn't help but laugh, "I told your second master that too."

"...Even if he doesn't break up the marriage contract, I have to. What era is it now? Free love is advocated everywhere, why should I be bound by a marriage contract?"

The honest Qian Shan always thought that Bai Hemian wanted to marry Feng Laosan, but now that he had admitted that he had no feelings for Feng Wobai, he almost cried for Feng Qisong, so he spoke more kind words for Feng Erye.

"You are so right. Our second master thinks so too."

Bai Hemian felt a headache for a moment.

"Young Master Bai, don't listen to the rumors outside, our second master is fine, he is not disabled at all."

"Take the matter of the leg, didn't you see it?" The driver was the guard left behind by Feng Qisong, and Qian Shan spoke more and more without scruples, but when it came to the leg injury, he was still vague, "Would you marry me?" It’s a blessing to come here.”

"Qian Shan, tell me the truth, what happened to Brother Feng's legs?" Bai Hemian was not so easy to fool.

Qian Shan paused: "I was injured when I went to rescue you earlier."

Bai Hemian was angry: "You clearly lied to me."

"It's really the injury I got when I saved you." Qian Shan was loyal, knowing that he wouldn't lie, but still bit the bullet and refused to let go, "Young Master, don't worry too much."

Now that Feng Qisong is not in Jinling, even if Bai Hemian is worried, there is nothing he can do about Qianshan. He smiled angrily, took the folding fan back in his hand, and opened it with a "wow", covering the coldness on the corners of his lips: "Forget it, today I'm here to clean up the third master."

"Young master?" Qian Shan's heart was raised again.

Bai Hemian pressed his forehead against the car window, looked at the bustling long street outside the window, and said slowly: "I accidentally heard the third master verbally insulting the second brother Feng, thinking that there are no other elders in the closed house, it is considered After all the calculations, it is more appropriate for me, my male sister-in-law, to educate him."

Young Master Bai's words sounded high-sounding, and it took Qian Shan quite a while to understand that he heard Third Master Feng scolding people behind his back, and came here to teach Feng Qisong a lesson.

"You...you're right." Qian Shan stammered in agreement, actually wishing he could go straight to send a telegram to Second Master Feng, saying that Young Master Bai cared about him.

Furthermore, after staying in Feng's residence for a long time, who doesn't know that Feng Wobai followed outsiders and scolded Feng Qisong for being disabled?

But Qian Shan is just a servant, even if he wants to complain about Feng Qi, he is not qualified to meddle in the Feng family's affairs.

Well now, young master Bai has entered the door, finally there is someone who is willing to speak up for Second Master Feng.

The car slowly stopped in front of the Liyuan gate, and Bai Hemian got out of the car, not at all shy about wearing a cheongsam, he was wearing the airs of when he was an oiran in the past, and he still had the demeanor of a rich man in his gestures.

"Master Bai?" The staff in the Liyuan saw the guard behind Bai Hemian and guessed his identity. He hurriedly approached him and bowed to greet him, "What a coincidence, there is a new play today, please take a seat."

Bai Hemian covered half of his face with the fan as usual, raised his eyes and casually glanced at the private seats on the first floor, but he didn't see any acquaintances, so he moved his gaze to the private room upstairs.

Feng Laosan wants to listen to the opera, so naturally he won't squeeze the seats with ordinary people.

"Is the third child of our family also listening to operas here?"

The guy leading the way looked slightly stiff, and glanced at Qian Shan who was standing aside as if asking for help.

Who in Jinling City doesn't know that it was the third master of the Feng family that Young Master Bai promised first?

As soon as Second Lord Feng left Jinling, his husband and wife had a private meeting with "little uncle" in Liyuan. How could this happen?

If Second Master Feng knew about this and took the Liyuan as a knife, where would he go to reason?

While he was breathing, the clerk was already thinking a thousand times, and when Bai Hemian asked again, he immediately put on a distressed look: "Master Bai, you really killed me. There are so many seats in our pear orchard, where should I go?" Do you remember who is who? I am not the only guy here, I have the good fortune to pick you up, but naturally I don't have the good fortune to pick up the third master."

As he spoke, he pointed to the closed box door: "There are still many distinguished guests who do not enter through the front door. The rules at home are strict."

When Bai Hemian heard the words, he fanned himself and didn't say anything, but he didn't ask any more questions after all.

"Go and make a pot of good tea, and bring some cold fruits." Qian Shan already knew the purpose of Bai Hemian's trip, and when he saw the waiter like an ant on a hot pot, he immediately felt sorry for him, felt sympathetic, and kindly sent him away. Branch away, "Just don't let people disturb you."

Unexpectedly, the buddy would be mistaken, he just thought that the two of them, master and servant, were working together to do dirty things, and fled in a hurry, even the tea was brought by another buddy.

Bai Hemian shook his fan, leaned against the door of the box and shook his head: "Qian Shan, how did Second Brother Feng teach you?"

"Ah...ah?" Qian Shan opened his mouth in wonder.

Bai Hemian knocked him on the shoulder with the bone of his fan, turned his head and went into the box: "Forget it, you go to the first floor and walk around a few times."

"Young master, why?"

"Stupid." Bai Hemian rolled his eyes, "If you don't hang around a few more times, how could Feng Laosan find out that I'm here too?"

Since Feng Qisong is not in Jinling City, there is only one possibility for Qianshan to appear in Liyuan, and that is Bai Hemian.

Young Master Bai wants to go back to Jiang Taigong, catch Feng Laosan, an evil fish, and teach him a good lesson.

Before Liyuan's new play titles were delivered to the box today, Bai Hemian was sitting in the rattan chair, staggering and eating grapes.The grapes were placed on ice, sour and sweet in his mouth, he ate two, took off his shoes, and put his bare feet on the armrest of the wicker chair.If Feng Qisong was here, seeing his virtue, he would definitely shake his head and sigh again.

But at this moment, there was only the guard standing straight with his back to Bai Hemian in the private room. He was eating grapes without any scruples, when he suddenly heard someone announce from outside: "Young master, the third master is here."

Bai Hemian regained his energy immediately, reached out and took the handkerchief to wipe off the juice between his fingers: "Hey, the third master is here? Please come in soon!"

Feng Wobai who was outside the door naturally heard his words, his brows filled with joy, he felt that Bai Hemian still had affection for him, so he rushed in without waiting for someone to push the door open.

I saw the slender young master leaning on the rattan chair, his bare feet hanging on the edge of the rattan chair, and his white and tender toes slipped over his trousers.

"He Mian..." Feng Wobai's throat was astringent, and he bumped into Bai Hemian's smiling eyes, and he forgot everything in an instant.

Bai Hemian raised one arm, holding a peeled grape with her fingertips, lazily sat up from the rattan chair, and leaned towards Feng Sanye, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of lazy style.

"Third Master, do you want to eat?" With one hand, he passed the grapes to Feng Wobai's lips, and with the other hand, he touched the blade beside the leg ring.

The shrill and thin voice of the actor came from downstairs.

Bai Hemian's fingertips were sticky, and his fingers were already stuck to the cold blade.

He wants to see if the third master taught by the Feng family is a disciple and really eats the grapes in his hand.

And Feng Wobai stared at Bai Hemian's fingers fascinatedly, seeing the blue juice hanging on the pink nails, as if possessed by a demon.

"Young Master!" The door of the room was knocked open suddenly, Qian Shan rushed in sweating profusely, and when he saw Feng Wobai, he stopped in his tracks, "Third Master."

Qian Shan turned his head to Bai Hemian, and said dryly, "Young master, I brought the tea."

"Put it down." Bai Hemian withdrew his hands instantly, stuffed the grapes into his mouth, without looking at Third Master Feng, and fell back on the recliner, "It's hot, I don't want to drink."

"It's barley tea."

"I don't want to drink that either." He looked domineering, "Third Master, if you want to drink, sit down and have a drink?"

Feng Wobai looked at Qianshan, and calmly took out a grape from the fruit plate: "No, I still have friends waiting for me next door." He said as he walked out of the house.

At the end, he thought he looked back affectionately: "Hemian, wait for me."

The smile on Bai Hemian's face collapsed when the door was closed, he urged Qian Shan: "I'm really disgusted, pour me a cup of tea."

"Young master?" Qian Shan didn't understand what Bai Hemian was doing, and he stumbled, "Do you want tea or not?"

Bai Hemian couldn't wait, so he poured himself a cup, and poured it whole without fear of being scalded.

"Slow down." Qian Shan was startled.

"It doesn't matter." After drinking a cup of tea, Bai Hemian collapsed on the wicker chair exhaustedly, as if he had exhausted all his energy dealing with Feng Wobai.

"Disgusting." He felt uncomfortable.

Qian Shan was holding the teapot, hesitant to speak.

Bai Hemian closed his eyes, waved for the guards to guard the door, and then said to Qian Shan, "Do you know what I heard what Feng Sanye said that day?"

He gritted his teeth: "Those dubious friends suggested that he separate the family. The reason he refused was because he wanted to rely on Second Brother Feng to continue eating and drinking!"

"...Second Brother Feng has endured it for so many years. After the elder brother died, he supported the entire Feng family. It's fine if he doesn't help. Instead, he followed outsiders to plot against his own brother?"

"You bastard!" Bai Hemian said when he got excited, and almost smashed the tea bowl in his hand, "You also called Brother Feng a cripple...you bastard!"

"Then you just now..." Qian Shan expected that Bai Hemian must have heard something ugly, but unexpectedly, Feng Laosan actually messed up for this.

"I want to educate him well." When Bai Hemian talked about himself, he calmed down, with a vague sneer on the corner of his lips, "If Second Brother Feng is at home, cut off his pocket money, fine him to kneel in the clan ancestral hall, Everything is fine. But I just got married, and if I use these methods to educate him, he will definitely not accept it. "

"...I can only use my own method."

"What method?" Qian Shan couldn't help asking.

Bai Hemian put the tea bowl on the table, opened the folding fan, fanned the wind leisurely, did not answer directly, and asked instead: "Qian Shan, does Third Master Feng want to marry me?"