Peerless Yaohua: Playboy Sixth Miss

Chapter 129 The Palace Conspiracy (21)

The boss looked at him and said, "What do you mean? I can't understand you."

Chu Liufeng smiled slightly, and said lightly: "How can you not understand me? How could it be possible if you didn't have the help of a nobleman from a poor beggar who begged to become one of the richest people in this city? Heh."

He laughed and said: "And that nobleman is the second prince Lan Qingyang in the palace, right?"

The boss straightened his face and said in a cold voice: "I'm sorry, young master. I don't understand what you said at all, and I can't answer your question. You should take the 1 taels back." After finishing speaking, he took out the Chu Liufeng handed the warm banknote just now.

Chu Liufeng glanced at him, but didn't answer.He smiled and said, "I will never get back the money I sent out. You'd better put it back, Boss Zhuo——"

Hearing the last three words Chu Liufeng said, the boss couldn't help being taken aback.

Zhuo Boss - Zhuo -

This surname will never be known to anyone except his family.

Because since he opened the restaurant, he changed his surname to Song.

So, everyone called him Boss Song.

But now, this son who doesn't know where he came from actually knows his true identity, it's so obvious - he must also know about his relationship with the second prince Lan Qingyang in the palace.

If not, he would not have asked the relationship between the two of them at the beginning.

Boss Zhuo looked at him and said word by word: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Chu Liufeng smiled lightly and said: "Boss Zhuo, don't worry, I won't do anything. As for the relationship between you and the second prince Lan Qingyang in the palace, I will not tell others. After all, confusing the royal blood That's the crime of beheading."

After hearing his words, Boss Zhuo's plump forehead was dripping with cold sweat.He kept wiping and wiping with his sleeves, and the more he wiped, the more beads of sweat grew.Because he really couldn't figure out what the handsome and gentle young man in front of him wanted to do.

"You..." He looked at Chu Liufeng fearfully and nervously.

Chu Liufeng didn't seem to notice the frightened expression on his face at all, and said with a calm smile: "Also, Boss Zhuo, please tell your other son of the thief to stop pestering the one in red. Clothes girl."

After speaking, he slowly got up from the chair in front of the window, then turned and left.

Boss Zhuo was left standing there alone in a daze. After a long time, he came back to his senses.Then he hurried to the table and took a brush from the pen holder and wrote a few words on a small piece of paper, then walked quickly to the yard, tied the small piece of paper to the pigeon's leg, and let it fly.

Sunset, brilliant.

The dazzling light shone on the people, and the faces of the two people standing on the edge of the cliff were illuminated bright red.

Zhuo Bufan stared at Linghu Xiyue, but Linghu Xiyue stared at the sunset in the sky.

After a long time, she came back to her senses and looked at Zhuo Bufan.

A faint smile appeared on her lips, and she said slowly: "Zhuo Bufan, are we good friends?"

Zhuo Bufan tightly closed his lips and did not speak, but he was stared at by those clear eyes, although he was unwilling in every possible way, he finally opened his mouth: "Yes."

Linghu Xiyue smiled brightly and said: "That's good. We are good friends, and we will always be good friends." She took a step forward and patted him firmly on the shoulder.

Looking at the bright smile on her face, a bitter smile appeared on Zhuo Bufan's lips.

Yes, they were good friends, and they could only be good friends forever—not lovers.

(End of this chapter)