Falling in love while doing tasks [Quick Wear]

As the two approached, they heard the loud sound of bowls smashing coming from the restaurant.

Song Xu's heart tightened, and regardless of Lu Ya's obstruction, he walked up the stairs and stood directly at the door of the restaurant.

In the bright hall, several tall and strong men in strange clothes overturned two tables in succession, and the food and dishes were scattered all over the floor. The greasy stains on the ground made the onlookers even more angry in the hot summer.

The waiters standing on both sides clenched the long handkerchiefs in their hands and glared at the foreign men with anger in their eyes.

As a result, the men were still laughing happily. The leader, a bearded man, put one foot on the bench, one hand on his waist, and said in a ferocious tone:

"This food is worse than sand. Why are you still opening a restaurant? Let your beautiful lady boss come out and apologize to us in person!"

"That's right, make amends to us!"
Several other men followed suit, with lewd smiles on their faces, fearing that others would not know their evil intentions.

The waiters were extremely angry. When they first saw these foreign men swaggering in, they felt something was wrong.
They had no cargo or horses, no luggage or equipment, but they all had daggers on their waists, and it was obvious that they were not normal merchants.

So he hurried to the clinic to call the boss's wife back, but he didn't expect that these people's eyes widened when they saw the boss's wife. The boss's wife had just gone to the kitchen in the backyard, and these people couldn't help but get angry. It was really hateful.

However, the leading waiter was able to remain calm. He sent one person to the backyard while asking the others to invite the remaining guests in the lobby upstairs first.

After the guests went upstairs, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief. As a result, he turned his head and saw Song Xu standing at the door. He felt something was wrong. He didn't care about anything else and hurried over to persuade him:
"Miss, you see, today is not a good time for us to come here. Why don't you come back tomorrow? Go back now."

While Song Xu was silent, Lu Ya came up from behind her, held her arms with both hands, glanced at the foreign men first, and looked at the waiter with a worried look on her face.

The waiter also knew Lu Ya, but this was not the time to talk, so he stretched out his hand and pretended to push the two of them away.

Those foreign men felt that they were not taken seriously by these waiters, and they started kicking the stools again. The leading man heard the noise and looked towards the door, and found Song Xu and Lu Ya.

Song Xu's face, which is 90% similar to her own, is also extremely delicate. Her expressionless look reveals a cold and arrogant temperament like a snow lotus, which is unforgettable at first sight.

Although Lu Ya was only thirteen or fourteen years old, her immature face already showed the beginnings of beauty. Her lively eyes were full of anxiety at this moment, making her even more pitiful.

The leading man raised his hand and touched his chin, his evil eyes sweeping across Song Xu and Lu Ya's faces.

Song Xu's face became even gloomier, and his cold and frosty eyes looked straight over, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The foreign man was stunned by her look, then he grinned grimly. When he was about to walk towards them, Yan Shengyi suddenly appeared behind him, holding a wooden stick half as thick as his wrist, and hit the man's head hard with it.

"You dare to come to my Gouyue Tower and act wild, you think your life is too long, right?!"

The man shook his body and tried to turn around, but Yan Shengyi hit him with a stick and kicked him hard, causing him to fall to the ground.

The other foreign men were still stunned, but Yan Sheng had already walked over with a long stick in hand and a murderous look on his face.

The first stick sweeps across the waist, the second stick splits the neck and shoulders, the third stick picks up the head of the knife or stick, and the fourth stick breaks the legs and waist.

Four consecutive blows of the stick knocked all the other foreign men to the ground, unable to move. Yan Shengyi walked towards the leading man who had half climbed up, holding the stick without breathing or sweating, with a cold face.

The man had long lost his previous arrogance, and his strong body was shaking like a weak chicken waiting to be slaughtered, but he still had to speak threatening words in a cowardly manner.

"I, I, I am Muhchale, the youngest son of Dankler, the leader of the Malelin tribe! You, you can't kill me, otherwise you will be retaliated by the tribe!"

"Really? Then I'm really scared."
Yan Sheng also laughed in anger, and tapped the ground lightly with the wooden stick, making a dull sound.
To Muhchale's ears, it sounded like the beat of a tribal death drum.

Raising his hand and pressing the stick against his forehead, Yan Sheng also said coldly:
"We are just a small barbarian tribe in the desert. Even the leader of your royal court, Du Kole, doesn't dare to act wildly here. You are so bold, boy!"

As soon as the low voice fell, Yan Shengyi knocked the man unconscious with a stick. Then he threw away the stick, clapped his hands lightly, and shouted to the waiters:

"Take the rope, tie him up tightly, and lock him up behind the guest room."

"Got it!"
After receiving the order, all the waiters laughed.

The one standing at the door did the same. He immediately put on a festive smile, happily made way and invited Song Xu and Lu Ya to come in.
"You two, please come inside!"

Yan Shengyi turned his head and saw the two of them. The nonchalant expression on his face froze for a moment, then he quickly tugged at the hem of his clothes, adjusted his hair, and then walked towards the two of them lightly. "Why are you here?"

"Because he disappeared without a word, I came here to look for him."

Song Xu's expressionless face made Yan Shengyi feel a little guilty. She pinched the purse on her waist unconsciously, but found nothing. Then she realized that there was a tassel waist chain hanging on the clothes she was wearing today.

"Well, when Xiao Er came to see me, he was so busy that he couldn't speak clearly. I was a little anxious, so I came back to check."

"Humph."
Song Xu looked at her explaining honestly with her head down, and generously stopped arguing with her.
He raised his hand and pointed at the foreign men who were tied up like crabs and asked:

"How do you plan to deal with these foreigners?"

"Keep it locked up for now. It might be worth a lot. Come, I'll take you to the backyard. It's too messy here. Let them clean it up first."

After saying that, Yan Shengyi pushed Lu Ya aside, held Song Xu's hand with one hand, and lightly put his other hand around her waist. He said seriously:
"Your injury is not fully healed yet, I will support you."

"Okay."
Song Xu looked at her ears which were slowly turning red and agreed.

Having been robbed of her job again, Lu Ya could only follow behind with her oil-paper umbrella. However, looking at the familiar postures of the two people, she tilted her head in confusion.

She remembered seeing this posture in the clinic. After taking the pulse of a pregnant lady, her husband supported her and she walked slowly in this way.

Shaking her head to forget the image in her mind, Lu Ya hurriedly caught up with the two people who were about to walk away.

Carefully helping the person sit down at the stone table, Yan Shengyi called a passing waiter to bring tea and fresh fruits.

Song Xu watched with great interest as she directed people to work non-stop. She had never seen such an arrogant look on her face before.

Every time he went through a world, he would discover a new side of Shengsheng. This novel feeling made Song Xu unable to help but indulge in it. He even had a secret thought.

It would be nice if she could live in these mission worlds with Shengsheng forever. In this way, they could spend a very long time together until Shengsheng's memory is fully restored.

33: [Host, I feel the need to explain this with an example. Your idea is not completely impossible.]
The long-silent mechanical sound re-emerged in my mind.

Song Xu: [Really?]
33: [The host and the system are bound in exchange for completing the tasks in each world, and then using this to allow Miss Shu Shengyi to be resurrected. However, the host can choose which world you are willing to stay in at the end, which is not limited to the original world.]
Song Xu: [Any world is fine?]
33: [Yes, any world. The system will automatically generate all the information of the world for the host, but they are all orphans. Of course, these can only be selected after completing the task.]
Song Xu: [I understand. Thank you.]
33: [You’re welcome. This is my duty as a system.]
The mechanical sounds in his mind fell silent, and Song Xu lowered his eyes and stared at the tip of his shoes, motionless.

Yan Shengyi changed to a cold white drink and came back, placing the cup in front of Song Xu and asked:
"What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking how good Shengsheng was at beating people just now."

Song Xu blinked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Yan Shengyi coughed a little embarrassedly, and just as he was about to be humble, he heard her change the subject.

"Am I going to come here to sell my body to pay off my debts from now on?"

"Selling yourself to pay off debts?"
Yan Shengyi frowned and tapped the table unhappily.

"That's called repaying a favor, selling yourself to pay off a debt, that's all nonsense."

While complaining, he took an orange and peeled it in his hand, then pushed the fruit plate to Lu Ya who was sitting quietly beside him.
"help yourself."

Song Xu looked at the fruit plate moving away from him, then glanced at the glass of boiled water in front of him.
“Can I only drink water?”

Yan Sheng replied without even raising his head:
"Am I not peeling it for you?"

Song Xu then narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, then slowly picked up the boiled water and took a sip.

(End of this chapter)