money player

Chapter 166 The First Veil

Seeing Yan Rushuang, Xian Yaowen was a little surprised by her appearance. She had high cheekbones, square jaw, elegant and calm manners, and an upright and peaceful temperament. In the words of later generations, she had a face of peace and prosperity.

However, the skin on her face was rosy and shiny, like refrigerated grapes. There seemed to be water droplets flowing on the superficial layer of her skin, and water would come out when she pinched it. Her stretched brows hinted at her inner happiness.

It's hard to say in terms of material things, but Xian Yaowen can be sure that Yan Rushuang has no shortage of happiness in bed. Is this the state that a seventy-two-year-old man should have at home?

The answer is no, Yan Rushuang must be in love.

When the servant greeted Yan Rushuang, Xian Yaowen said without waiting for the other party's greeting: "Originally, I planned to give Miss Yan a blessing, but now looking at Miss Yan's face, I guess you can't use it. This blessing.”

He didn't need to be greeted by Yan Rushuang, and sat down next to him, "It's a matter of loyalty to someone who is entrusted by others. Miss Yan, you are Du Juan's little sister. Since I promised her to come to visit you, naturally I won't mind taking my place for you." Collect the body, please don’t worry, I will bury you before your body becomes swollen, Miss Yan may wish to consider the burial place and the engraving on the tombstone.”

Before he finished speaking, Yan Rushuang's expression changed drastically, "Mr. Xian, what do you mean?"

"Xian, Mrs. Xian's Xian, thank you."

The servant who greeted him just now was a Nyonya and could only speak Baba, making communication difficult. However, he also guessed that Yan Rushuang's Darling was a Baba.

“Mr.

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly, "I'm not surprised that other people asked me this. Miss Yan was born in Pipa, and she must have looked in the mirror every day. My previous mother must have taught you a lot. It's impossible that you haven't learned how to look at the faces of your guests. Could it be? Miss Yan only learned to look at other people's faces, but not her own?"

He didn't show off, and then said: "It says on your face that I have a lover, who is young and strong. Miss Yan, you are a lucky person. Your lover must not have been here for a long time, otherwise, you would have been soaked in pigs long ago." Cage, by this time, the body has probably been eaten clean by the fish, and there is no place to bury it.”

His tone was soft, but his words were full of aggression.

Yan Rushuang's face was ashen, her head lowered, and she quickly recalled the scene of her mother teaching her hospitality skills. The words "observe people's emotions" bounced up and down, left and right, in her mind.

Just as she was thinking about it in a daze, Xian Yaowen said again: "You didn't hire the servants at home, right?"

"No, it's not." Yan Rushuang replied subconsciously.

"People around me? Younger son? Eldest grandson?"

Yan Rushuang raised his head and looked at Xian Yaowen's face, as if he was seeing a devil, "You, you, how did you know?"

Seeing Yan Rushuang's poor performance, Xian Yaowen guessed that the old man's attraction to her had little to do with her brains, but probably because of her unique skills. He rubbed his temples and said in a pretense of distress: "Choose one of three, first, second, or third. If you want to survive, answer me honestly. If you don't say anything, I will get up and leave."

"First."

A good answer, Xian Yaowen's favorite.

"How long?"

"A few...less than three months."

Seeing the Nyonya walking towards the living room with a tray, Xian Yaowen took out Du Juan's letter and handed it to Yan Rushuang, "Miss Yan, this is the letter Du Juan asked me to bring to you."

"Thank you."

Yan Rushuang also saw Nyonya. She took the letter and unfolded it. When she saw the first line of words, she knew that this letter was different from the previous ones. It was not written by the original letter writer.

She looked down line by line, and when she saw the signature "Xian Yaowen ghostwritten", she realized that the letter was written by Mr. Xian in front of her. Putting the letter away, he glanced at the Nyonya who was dawdling with tea, and then said to Xian Yaowen: "Is Dujuan okay?" "Not so good, her husband is dead."

Yan Rushuang knew that Du Juan was sold to Kowloon Walled City by her husband. This matter was already explained in the last letter Du Juan sent her. At that time, she learned that her little sister was not doing well, and she was so happy in her heart, but , after being happy, she collected another 200 yuan and sent it to Dujuan, thinking of helping him.

She turned out to be a pipa girl, and felt inferior to Du Juan. When she received Du Juan's heart-warming letter, she felt comforted and angry at the same time, complaining that her colleagues had different fates. Even after landing, she was still ashamed of herself. When she found out that Du Juan had been reduced to a chicken stall, Her inferiority complex was swept away, and her love as a best friend sublimated.

This is the friendship between people. I hope that the other person will live well, but it can never be better than myself.

"It's so unfortunate. How did her husband die?"

"I heard that she was killed by a poor woman. That woman's husband was a bad gambler. He borrowed a lot of money from Big Erlong, and Big Erlong wanted to sell her to a chicken stall to pay off the debt."

Xian Yaowen did not go on, he believed Yan Rushuang could already understand.

They were almost calling each other by their first names, and Yan Rushuang naturally understood. She couldn't help but sigh that Du Juan was still stronger than her, and she dared and didn't want to take revenge. In fact, her role in caring for her parents and brothers and sisters has expanded to taking care of her nephews and nieces, and her filial piety and family letters have firmly bound her.

"Is she working for you now, Mr. Xian?"

"Yes, if nothing else, she will come to Singapore for a business trip this year." Xian Yaowen nodded, and glanced at the Nyonya who had just retreated. This bitch had finally finished wearing the foreign workers. When the Nyonya's figure disappeared, his words Turning around, "Can your guy still get out of bed?"

"It's not that bad yet."

"You want to fight for the family property?"

There was a complicated look in Yan Rushuang's eyes. She was stunned for a moment and said, "He hasn't been here for more than a month, and I haven't been provided with this month's household expenses. If he leaves, I will live on the street."

"Write down the situation of your partner and his family in detail, as well as your relationship. Write down everything between you and him clearly, including how and where it happened for the first time, and what he and he were like. What did you say? Majestic Hotel 303, deliver it before noon tomorrow."

Yan Rushuang hesitated for a while and asked: "Why help me? Because of Du Juan?"

"You can say yes, you can say no." Xian Yaowen stood up, "The cuckoo only accounts for a small part of the reason. I help you in the hope that you can help me too, for mutual benefit. I will give you a piece of advice before I leave. Angry for a beauty is just a play, don't take it seriously, be careful with your sweetheart, see you later."

After leaving Bukit Pasor Road, Xian Yaowen and the two passed an intersection and walked into Tofu Street.

The Hawker Advisory Committee, which was just established this year, has planned a "hawker center" in Tofu Street similar to that of later generations. In the evening, there will be some food stalls in designated areas on Tofu Street, offering some sotong, gong gong, and some sand. Dad, cold beer, it tastes like summer.

"Since you are helping fellow countrymen, should I be so angry? The people you are helping are not fellow countrymen, but wild men. Are you innocent? When Pan Jinlian was forced to confess by Wu Song, she also said that she was innocent..."

After walking a short distance on Tofu Street, I saw a man wearing a vest grabbing a woman's hair and yelling. The man was very angry and merciless. The woman was in pain and was pulled paralyzed by him. After falling to the ground, he let go of his hand, jumped up and kicked the softness between the woman's breasts.

The man didn't look like he had done any physical work, and he didn't usually exercise. That flying kick only shook the woman's upper body, but made him panting.

From what the man said, he meant that the woman was cuckolding him. Everyone likes to hear this kind of gossip. Naturally, there were some melon-eaters surrounding the two of them. Fortunately, there were not too many people, and they didn’t crowd around them. They were far away. Even if you stand far away, you can eat melon.

Xian Yaowen stopped far away from the crowd and listened to the man curse a few times. From the man's Chinese language, he heard the sound of "Wei Tou". Tier continued to listen, expecting to hear the word "Xian" from the man's mouth, but unfortunately he couldn't hear it. Someone came out and pulled the men and women away to prevent them from making a fool of themselves in public.

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A mistake was made while busy, the name of this chapter is: Beloved

(End of this chapter)