Medical Concubine Allure: The Prince is Chasing His Wife

Chapter 58: Zeng Yang 2
Su Xianghe smiled and nodded to Zeng Yang.

Zeng Yang warmly greeted Su Xianghe, "I've heard Xing'er mention you a long time ago, and it's better to see you once I've heard about you."

Su Xianghe also said politely: "Where is it, Mr. Zeng is a talented person."

Zhao Xing'er smiled and said: "Okay, don't be so polite, brother Zeng Yang, didn't you tell a story today?"

"Knowing that you are coming, I deliberately changed the time, isn't it to accompany you."

Zhao Xing'er was a little moved, "Brother Zeng Yang, you don't have to do this. In fact, I also like listening to your storytelling."

"It's okay, you are more important."

Su Xianghe: "..."

Do you want to spread dog food like this?

Zhao Xing'er also felt a little embarrassed, so she said to Su Xianghe: "Xianghe, you haven't heard of it, Brother Zeng Yang is good at storytelling."

The first time she came here to drink tea was because Zeng Yang's storytelling moved her, and after coming here every day, she became familiar with it.

"If you have a chance, you should listen to it."

Zeng Yang nodded, "You are most welcome."

Zeng Yang's words are very interesting, and Su Xianghe also thinks that this person is not bad.

On the way, a person from a tea shop came to call Zeng Yang, and he said to the two apologetically, "There is something wrong here, I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, you can go now."

After Zeng Yang left, Zhao Xing'er touched Su Xianghe's still red face and asked, "Xianghe, what do you think of Brother Zeng Yang?"

"This... I haven't been in touch for a long time, and I don't know much about it."

Su Xianghe has never been in contact with any men, so he really doesn't understand him, so he looks pretty good just like that.

Zhao Xing'er put down his hands and explained to Su Xianghe, "He is really nice, he cares about me, and thinks of me. You will know when you get to know him later."

"That's good."

However, we can't see each other often.

Zhao Xing'er said to Su Xianghe what Zeng Yang said about what she did.

From what it sounds like, it's probably just trying to get fame and fame, and there are some promises.

"I'm going to make it easier."

Su Xianghe interrupted Zhao Xing'er's eloquent words.

"You go quickly."

Su Xianghe is not too fond of sweet talk. Although Cheng Ruo is beautiful, it is also illusory, but Zhao Xing'er likes it, so it's okay.

She was still happy to see Zhao Xinger get married.

After solving the physical problem, Su Xianghe came out with ease, and was attracted by the two people in front as soon as he came out.

"What are you doing? Don't you have eyes when you walk? My boots are very expensive. Will you pay for them if they get dirty?"

The person who spoke was none other than Zeng Yang.

"Zeng, Mr. Zeng, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it."

The woman who bumped into Zeng Yang was the tea pourer of the tea shop. She always knew that Mr. Zeng, a storyteller, was not good at talking, but she didn't expect to bump into him today.

"It's you." Zeng Yang saw the person who bumped into him clearly, the anger on his face was a little less, and he gently raised the woman's chin, "I'm sorry and it's over?"

"Zeng, Mr. Zeng, I will never dare again."

Although Zeng Yang was just a storyteller, the host knew that he had an unusual relationship with the eldest lady of the Shangshu Mansion, and basically provided for him. He was just a tea pourer, so how could he afford to provoke him.

Zeng Yang squeezed the woman's chin tightly, "I still have something to do right now, so I'll talk to you later."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Yang let go of the woman, turned and left.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, but when she thought of Zeng Yang's words just now, she was a little apprehensive. What did Mr. Zeng's words mean?
When Su Xianghe returned to the table, Zeng Yang was already sitting next to Zhao Xing'er, seeing Su Xianghe coming over, he immediately poured tea warmly, "It's almost May, but this tea is still cold, drink some hot .”

(End of this chapter)