After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 195 Zhen Meier, the luthier of Changlefang
"300 taels?!"

Song Nuoyan was a little furious.

He suddenly stood up and pointed at Zhen Meier: "Just such a disfigured woman with no value in her whole body, you actually spent 300 taels of silver. My little sister's silver is not such a waste!"

Zhen Meier was attacked by him, pointing at the useless words, saying that she couldn't lift her head.

Song Yihuan saw that her second brother was furious, and smiled to comfort her: "Why is it worthless, she can play the piano and dance."

"For 300 taels, I can find you a group of women who are more beautiful than her and can play the piano and dance!"

Song Nuoyan gritted his teeth, he really found Zhen Meier an eyesore no matter how he looked at her.

Song Yihuan tilted her head and said with a smile, "But she's different."

"What's the difference?"

"I like her."

"..."

Song Nuoyan stretched out his hand to press his forehead, and resigned to his fate for a while, "Just be happy."

He sat down and said he would not comment on it.

Song Yihuan stood up and walked towards Zhen Meier. She raised her chin, her eyes were filled with a hint of coercion.

"Miss Meier, although I don't know how good your piano skills are, you probably won't be far behind. In the future, you will be the violinist of Changlefang. There is a saying that you must understand. I can rescue you from the slave market, and I can Drive you into hell again, and you will not be able to climb out even if you want to climb out."

Zhen Meier's eyes trembled, and her voice trembled: "I understand."

"There is a saying that is good, those who know the current affairs are the best, no matter how cowardly you pretend, your eyes can't deceive people."

After Song Yihuan said this, Zhen Meier's face changed drastically, and she raised her head suddenly.

Facing her changed face, Song Yihuan kept smiling: "It's a pity that your face is ruined. I'll take you to a doctor for treatment tomorrow. I'm sure you can restore your former appearance."

"really?!"

Zhen Meier's voice was excited.

"Why did I lie to you!"

Song Yihuan glanced at the sky outside, turned around and said to Song Nuo who was sitting at the table, "Second Brother, it's getting late, we should go home."

"En." Song Nuoyan got up and strode towards her.

When he saw Zhen Meier standing next to the little girl, his eyes were still shining with displeasure.

Zheng Qingshan also got up and left. Even if he wanted to move out of the Song family, it would not be a matter of a day or two. Many things needed to be done step by step.

Seeing that Song Yihuan was about to leave, Zhen Meier's expression showed anxiety: "Girl, what about me?"

She still remembered that Song Nuoyan said before that he would not take her home.

"Wei Ning."

Hearing Song Yihuan's call, Wei Ning responded lightly: "What do you want, Miss?"

"Miss Meier lives in the backyard these days. She belongs to me. Don't bully her."

"understood."

……

The next day, Li Mansion.

"Woooooooo..."

In Chu Shuolan's small courtyard, there was a strange whimpering sound.

For the past two days, the white tiger in Qi Su's house has been making this kind of aggrieved voice, which seems to be the sadness of being abandoned by others, which makes people feel moved and have a headache.

At the beginning, I would sympathize with it for a point or two, but I couldn't help but howl like this every day.

"My lord, listen, the outside has started again."

Ming En brewed a cup of tea and brought it to the table in front of Chu Shuolan. Hearing the whimpering of the white tiger outside, Ming En's delicate face was serious.

Chu Shuolan didn't seem to hear what he said, and fiddled with the chess game on the table.

"Ancestor, stop howling. Howling makes me have a headache. Hold on for a while and your master will come."

(End of this chapter)