famous villain

Chapter 272 Persian Night (1)
"Brother Xuan, don't say that. Your father has been very worried about you. He has been losing weight these days. Go back and see your father." Wan Shuhui said.

When Liu Yunxuan heard that his father had been losing weight, he frowned slightly, but soon thought of what Yunshu said, and his eyebrows turned cold again: "Now I'm not the Liu family anymore, why go back. Liu Yunxuan Ma'am, if you have nothing to do, please go back, don't disturb my business here, I'm still waiting to make money to support myself!"

Hearing Liu Yunxuan's decisive words, Wan Shuhui didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only say in a relaxed manner: "Your money is enough, otherwise, I'll give you some..."

When Liu Yunxuan heard what Wan Shuhui said, his complexion turned dark, and he was about to be angry immediately.His aunt came to look for him in the same way before, and wanted to give him money, but it was his aunt after all, and she would not be angry even if he didn't accept it, but now Wan Shuhui said that, he felt like giving money to someone. It was like a slap in the face.

"Who wants your stinky money!" Liu Yunxuan said viciously.

Zhang's mother also heard Wan Shuhui's words, and saw Liu Yunxuan's face turned black, so she thought of Yunshu's order, and hurriedly said, "Ma'am, he is not the young master of the Liu family anymore, so what about your money?" He can give it casually, but let him earn it dignifiedly!"

Zhang's mother approached Wan Shuhui's ear and whispered a few words. Wan Shuhui's expression was a little worried, but after hearing what Zhang's mother said, Wan Shuhui's expression also had A little determined, she sat down on the stool opposite Liu Yunxuan, looked up at Liu Yunxuan and said, "Please help me to write a letter."

Liu Yunxuan saw that Wan Shuhui was a little impatient, but she couldn't do anything hurtful. Seriously speaking, Liu Yunxuan just didn't like Wan Shuhui very much, but in fact she really liked her other than her own dislike. He didn't do anything to himself, so now he wants him to do some hurtful things, he really can't do it, and now she didn't say anything else that he couldn't accept, so naturally he also There is no reason to drive her away directly.

"What to write?" Liu Yunxuan's expression was somewhat impatient, but he didn't mean to drive Wan Shuhui away. He just took the letter paper, dipped his pen in ink and waited to write a letter to Wan Shuhui.

Seeing that Liu Yunxuan didn't drive her away, Wan Shuhui felt a little happy in her heart. When she heard Liu Yunxuan asking herself like this, she felt that what Zhang's mother said was indeed a little bit The truth is, if she rashly told Liu Yunxuan that she wanted him to come back to Liu's house, or if she said that she wanted to give him money like just now, it would make him lose face. Generally speaking, he can also give himself a good face.

Wan Shuhui couldn't help but glanced at Zhang's mother, and there was a bit of joy in her eyes. Seeing Wan Shuhui looking at her like this, Zhang's mother thought to herself, Ma'am, it's not my old lady who is smart, it's Shu Miss Er is smart, that is to say, knowing that after she leaves, you must not be able to help but think about looking for the young master. I know that you must be so clear about not thinking about it, and I am afraid that you will say something wrong to make the young master Annoyed, so I mentioned my old lady early.

"I...I want to write a letter to my son." Wan Shuhui said with some hesitation. After she said this, she looked up and saw Liu Yunxuan's complexion was a little black, as if she had dropped her pen Wan Shuhui hurriedly said, "Step-son, I want to write a letter to my step-son."

Liu Yunxuan's expression became a little distorted. He really didn't know what Wan Shuhui wanted to do. She said that she wanted to write a letter, and that was fine. She also said that she wanted to write to her stepson. Isn't he the stepson who did this? !

"What do you mean?" Liu Yunxuan put down the writing brush in his hand, and the ink stained on the end of the brush also splashed aside because of Liu Yunxuan's forceful movement, and the table was mottled and mottled. Even the clothes on Wan Shuhui's body were also stained with a few spots of ink, and they were quickly smudged, with small traces of fainting.

He didn't believe that Wan Shuhui was illiterate. After all, she was also the daughter of a good family. Are you kidding me or do you think he has reached the point where he can be teased at will?

"I..." Wan Shuhui was slightly startled by Liu Yunxuan's drink, and almost sat up from the stool. She really didn't mean anything, and she knew that no matter what she said now, most of the children wouldn't listen Yes, so when Zhang's mother suggested that she should not let Liu Yunxuan write the letter for her, but in essence she was telling the person in front of her what she wanted to say, Wan Shuhui felt that this was a good idea. idea.

He didn't want to listen to himself, so she just used the excuse of writing a letter to tell him the things she thought in her heart.

Seeing Liu Yunxuan's appearance like this, Zhang's mother felt that all this was really as her Miss Shu'er expected. As long as this matter was mentioned, the young master still had a violent temper. Said: "My little brother, if my wife wants to write a letter, you can just write it for me. The money will not be lost to you, so why bother who my wife is going to send the letter to? Could it be that you give it to me, brother?" If a person writes a letter on behalf of someone, it depends on who the letter is for, and there is also the matter of picking a guest?"

When Liu Yunxuan heard Zhang's mother say that, especially when she heard Zhang's mother calling herself "little brother", Liu Yunxuan's face was also a bit ugly, she meant that she no longer regarded him as the young master of the Liu family Look at it, in her eyes, he is just a little brother who writes letters for others on the street. Yes, if it's really meant to be written to him, it's fine if he doesn't accept it when the time comes, so why make such an unpleasant scene just to fight for the moment.

Thinking of this, Liu Yunxuan picked up the pen again and said, "What do you want to write?"

Zhang's mother looked at Liu Yunxuan, and couldn't help but giggle a little in her heart, so only her own Miss Shu'er would think of such a thing, thinking of using aggressive methods to do it.But thinking about it this way, seeing Liu Yunxuan, a well-behaved young master of a family selling calligraphy and paintings on the street and writing letters for him, she, as an old woman, couldn't bear it in her heart.

When Wan Shuhui heard Liu Yunxuan say this to her, she was also a little excited, but she still restrained her temper and wrote over there.

Wan Shuhui thought for a while before she spoke: "My son has been away for a few days, I don't know how you are doing outside..."

Liu Yunxuan looked at Wan Shuhui talking over there with a cold face. He wrote with a pen, and wanted to tell himself that he didn't have to care about what the person in front of him said. She was just pretending to be like that in front of him. It was just a gesture, but he couldn't help listening to what she said seriously.

(End of this chapter)