The Regent's Tender Darling

Within half an hour after returning to the room, Wen Ruyan was ready to go to bed, but she never thought that Liu Zhiyuan, the son of the Liu family, would come to Baihua Building.

He was also taken to her room.

Wen Ruyan had no choice but to put on her clothes and go out to greet Mr. Liu. Underneath her gentle appearance, she was surprised that Liu Zhiyuan was here.

Although Mr. Liu often comes to Baihua Tower, he always comes to drink with his consort. He has never been to her room, and he has never heard of spending the night in another girl's room.

It would be strange to come to her place in the middle of the night on New Year's Eve.

"Mr. Liu is well." Wen Ruyan lowered her eyebrows and nodded as she bowed to the tall man in front of her. Only when she raised her eyes again did she see Mr. Liu's gloomy expression and half of his cheeks that were red and swollen.

If you look carefully, you can still see handprints. Was this... a beating?

She knew that Mr. Liu was the legitimate son of the Minister of Civil Affairs. Not only that, he was also the only son. He was the proud son of heaven, and he grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth.

The only one who could receive a beating must be his parents, or rather... that one.

Liu Zhiyuan obviously had no intention of paying attention to anyone, and sat down at the table. After that, someone served him a drink, and he kept drinking.

When Wen Ruyan saw this, she didn't say much and took out her pipa.

The jade wine was warm and fragrant, and the pipa was playing softly. Liu Zhiyuan sat with a gloomy face and drank cup after cup. Gradually, his face became more rosy and his eyes became more blurry.

He raised his eyes to look at Wen Ruyan who was playing the pipa, squinted his eyes and looked at her carefully, then held his chin and murmured: "Wen Ruyan, a famous beauty in the capital."

Then he sneered: "This pipa can only be played like this."

The sound of the pipa stopped in response to the sound, Wen Ruyan's face remained gentle, and said: "Ruyan is not good at his skills and has insulted the young master's ears. It's Ruyan's fault."

"Ha! Is this Baihua Building really so good? It makes people remember it every day."

Liu Zhiyuan murmured to himself, his eyes filled with sadness.

"Good or bad, it all depends on the human heart. Why should the young master be sad?"

"Then tell me... who is better, me or Yu Jincheng?"

Faced with Liu Zhiyuan's sudden question and his cold and fierce eyes, Wen Ruyan paused for a moment and then said in a soft tone: "Ruyan knows very little about the two of you, and he can't judge himself. It's hard for Mr. Ruyan."

Although Liu Zhiyuan snorted coldly, he didn't say anything else.

With two pots of Qiankun brewing down his throat, Mr. Liu was already extremely drunk. He stood up holding on to the table and said he needed to go to the toilet.

Wen Ruyan naturally did not stop him and allowed Mr. Liu to leave the room.

After Liu Zhiyuan left, she thought that Mr. Liu was so drunk that she should go to the kitchen to get him a bowl of hangover soup.

It's just that today she gave the maids around her a break, and there were no two people outside, so she could only do this kind of thing in person.

The kitchen of Baihua House is in the backyard, no worse than the one in the big restaurant. At this time, there is only a young man chopping firewood at the door of the kitchen. While chopping, he complains: "His grandma's! They have all gone to drink and sleep, so I am left here to chop firewood!" Know how to bully newcomers!”

While he was cursing, he heard footsteps. The boy stopped what he was doing and looked up and was shocked!

How come this girl Ruyan is here? It's really strange.

Wen Ruyan went straight into the kitchen. As soon as she entered, she met a boy who was carrying things to leave.

"Miss Ruyan? Why are you here?" The boy was as surprised as the boy chopping wood at the door.

Wen Ruyan glanced at the soup on the waiter's tray. It was hangover soup, and asked, "Who is it for?"