Fairy, I really am a villain!

“Otherwise, you won’t be able to see Miss—” “Get out of here!”

There was no movement, just a tremor of Fang Xiwen's shoulders, and an invisible air wave shook several people to the ground.

Everyone's faces suddenly turned pale.

Of course, they dared to do what they did just now because they were confident in their strength. Even if the Third Young Master beat someone up in the street, they would not be hurt... But with just this one move, it would not be too difficult for the latter to crush them to death if he really wanted to.

"I have a message for your lady. Fang will visit you at noon tomorrow."

After glancing at a few people, Fang Xiwen turned and left.

~~

Things are in trouble.

If we only talk about the result of rescuing Fang Tinghao, no matter whether Fang Tianyu or anyone else comes forward, it will only take a word.

After all, it's not a serious crime, and the truth will surely come out if we investigate further...but Fang Xiwen is determined not to use this method.

If he used his powerful background to pressure others, then the Liu Zhuo case he handled before and the speech he made at the literary conference would all be regarded as hypocritical pity from the predators.

Therefore, this case must not only be handled, but also must be handled clearly and made public.

Yang Tianxiu was also forcing him to make a choice - to join them and become corrupt, or to fight to the end?

After going to a few more places and being turned down, Fang Xiwen sighed, "If that's the case, then I still have to go and discuss it with her..."

As he pondered, he came to the Yun family's old house.

As soon as he reached the door, a thin old butler bowed to him and said, "Third Young Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please give me your coat. I am sorry that I cannot lead the way. Please go to the front yard."

"Okay, thank you."

"There is a pot of tea on the stone table in the pavilion. Please make it yourself. The owner will be here soon."

So Fang Xiwen nodded, thinking that he was still acting in this weird way.

He entered the yard as he was told, and sure enough, there was no one along the way, only the quiet and exquisite courtyard scene.

The pavilion is covered with glazed tiles, surrounded by screens with flowers and birds, rocks and flowing water. In the corner is a small pond with a few colorful koi fish.

He went to the pavilion and was making tea by himself when he heard the sound of a piano.

Following the sound, I saw a figure playing the zither behind the curtain in the room. Through the gaps in the beaded curtain, I could see that she was wearing a long dress that trailed the ground, her long hair was like a waterfall, and her fingertips seemed to be dancing on the strings.

Her body swayed gently with the rise and fall of the music, and the whole yard seemed to be filled with the sound of the piano, with fish leaping in the clear water and leaves and grass swaying, as if it reached directly into people's hearts.

As the woman's hand pressed on the strings, the song finally ended. Then a jade hand reached out and pinched the edge of the curtain, gently pulling it up, revealing her flawless face.

It's not like I haven't seen beauties before, but her beauty was too unreal. Instead, it seemed like she could only exist in dreams, like a fairy cast down from heaven, totally out of place in this world.

That face shape would be too bright if it was any brighter, and too pale if it was any less. Her eyes were bright and her brows were slightly furrowed, like Sister Daiyu who would say "my heart aches" in the next second.

"Are you going to cover your mouth and half smile next? You are so boring." Fang Xiwen lowered his head and turned the teacup in his hand.

"Oh, is this the tone you use to talk to an 'old friend' you haven't seen for a long time?"

Seeing that he knew he was being teased, Yun Wuxin smiled and sat down opposite him with a flick of his clothes.

Just after picking up the teacup and taking a sip, she frowned and said, "You are the only one who can make Yiling Maofeng tea so unpalatable."

"It's not my tea anyway, so I won't feel bad if it's wasted."

"I have good intentions," Yun Wuxin moved the teapot in front of him, and looked over with one hand supporting his face: "Tell me, what do you want to do about this matter?"

Fang Xiwen was surprised and asked, "Are you willing to cooperate with me? Without asking anything?"

“Is this our first day meeting?”

"Okay..." Although he felt a little awkward seeing her familiar appearance, he still told her the case again, and finally said: "I plan to let the luthier come out and clarify it himself."

Yun Wuxin said, "Okay. But she is alone, and you have to bear the pressure from the Yang and Song families for her, as well as the possible revenge that may follow."

"Yeah, that's the difficult part... The matter with those two families is fine, the key is that she may not be willing to believe me."

"Well, I'll be your guarantor," Yun Wuxin nodded, "In return, you owe me one more time."

"Of course I can...but how do you calculate this? I feel like I can't trust what you say."

"Don't worry about it."

"It's hard to repay a favor. What exactly do you want me to do?" Fang Xiwen stared at her, as if to confirm something: "Are you going to entrust me with something in the future?"

"Who knows?" Yun Wuxin changed the water in the tea, his eyes slightly changing. "But you, you've just arrived in the capital and you're already stirring up trouble. What do you want to do?"

"you guess."

"Actually, I know," she smiled, "I'm just afraid you'll be angry if I'm right."

"It's okay, just say it."

Under his gaze, Yun Wuxin put down the teapot, stretched out his finger and touched his heart: "You are looking for this, the original heart."

"Hmm, that's interesting."

"The limits of heaven and man, the meeting of the inner and the outer, and the search for one's true heart are three things. You are determined to confess to the Fang family, but you are a little confused in other places."

Without even looking at his expression, Yun Wuxin continued to speak: "To put it bluntly, it's because you have provoked too many women and have been sincere to each of them."

“Wait a minute—” “It’s too late.”

Yun Wuxin pointed her finger at his heart, with a playful look in her eyes, and continued, "Is it because of their love that you have become what you are now, or is it because you want to please them that you have turned yourself into this?

Sometimes I am indecisive, sometimes I am decisive, sometimes I am sentimental, sometimes I am cold-blooded... Which one is my 'true heart', which one is my real self, do you understand?"

It was just like listening to the verdict at an execution. Halfway through, Fang Xiwen ran out of strength and fell on the table.

"Are you the same person now as you were at the beginning?"

"...I give in,"

Soon, he raised his hands as if in surrender: "Do people who practice Tianyan Tulu like to play with other people's minds like this?"

"I don't know, but I'm not." Yun Wuxin looked at him with a smile, "You asked me to guess."

"You're right. It's not a big deal, but I'm a little confused... Why do you look so happy about this?"

"Because it's none of my business, and because it's very interesting."

Seeing his reaction, Yun Wuxin paused, and finally there was some surprise in his eyes: "But, it turns out that you are really not the Third Young Master..."

"You actually lied to me?!" Fang Xiwen sat up in shock.

Seeing the woman's confident look, he had no doubt at all.

"Although it's just a guess, it doesn't matter. No wonder, I was wondering why the Third Young Master was a virgin..." She looked as if she had suddenly realized something, as if the problem had finally been solved, and her brows relaxed.

“Yun Wuxin!!”

What ethereal fairy? She's just an old lady who tells dirty jokes all the time.

Yes, I should have seen through her true nature a long time ago. It was my fault for having high expectations of her appearance... Fang Xiwen reacted and immediately said angrily: "What's wrong with you, a virgin thirty-year-old——"

Suddenly, just as he was about to fight back, he lost the ability to speak, as if something was strangling his neck.

Looking up, he met a pair of beautiful eyes filled with anger.

Yun Wuxin was so angry that his entire face darkened. He held his right hand in the air and smiled unkindly: "No one has ever dared to say that to me."

"Uh huh..."

Seeing him struggling to speak, Yun Wuxin let go of his hand and waited for him to admit his mistake.

"But this is the truth." Fang Xiwen took a few breaths and said quickly, "But you have taken good care of yourself. If you say you are eighteen years old, people will believe it. I should call you sister——"

"Get out of here!"

The old butler who was waiting at the door heard some noise, but before he could take any action, he saw the young man seemed to have been kicked out and sat on his butt outside the door.

"Third Young Master...?"

"Ahem," Fang Xiwen said politely, taking the coat. "Your family's master is so enthusiastic that he insisted on giving me a ride. Haha."

"Uncle Su, next time you see this guy standing at the door, chase him out with a club! If he gets hurt, it's my fault!!"

The voice of the young head of the family exploded in his ears, and the old butler frowned. He turned around and went back to get the stick. When he came back, the young man in brocade clothes had already escaped.

Chapter 352: A lot of help

In this way, his relationship with Yun Wuxin was a little strange from the very beginning.

Whether it was the first time they met, the second time, or the conversation just now, she acted like she was very familiar with him, as if she knew everything.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is just the Yun family's information channel, combined with her superb Tianyan technique.

Yun Wuxin probably just guessed at some things, but she mixed these guesses with the truth, which made it hard to guard against.

"Come to think of it, she should have noticed me before. Whether it was the negotiation with Yun Yichuan or the laughter at the Qushui meeting...why did she always have to take the initiative to find her?"

After leaving the Yun Mansion, Fang Xiwen kept thinking about this matter, but he couldn't come up with any result, so he could only put it aside and do his business.

With Yun Wuxin's endorsement, it was not difficult to invite the zither player from Qinglefang; but if she wanted to tell the truth with confidence, Fang Xiwen had to step up her game and give the Song family a severe beating.

"Let's start with their cloth workshop."

~~

Time passed quickly and it was the next day. Fang Xiwen shamelessly came to visit the Yun Mansion again and brought some gifts.

This time he was still let in, but the old housekeeper was not very happy and ignored his courtesy. It was all his own fault.

Slipping to the corner of the yard, Fang Xiwen went to feed some bait to the koi by the pond. After teasing them for a while, the person he was waiting for arrived.

A 'young' female owner in a long dress that trailed on the ground came from the courtyard. She had cloud-like hair and phoenix hairpins, and her expression was quite dignified. After she stopped, she said nothing.

"Good morning, Mr. Yun." He first performed the etiquette as a disciple.

"Hmm?" The woman glanced at him.

"I went home yesterday and reflected on it. I came here to ask for help, but I acted like that," Fang Xiwen lowered her head, looking ashamed. "It was so inappropriate."

"Ah."

After two consecutive sighs, Yun Wuxin finally sat down in the pavilion, but his face was still expressionless.

"A person of Mr. Yun's celestial appearance should not be measured by worldly standards. Appearance, cultivation, age... are just universal standards set by mortals for the world. For someone like you—"