"Don't come over! Don't come over!"

The young man's high-pitched shouts rang out in the hall, and the store clerk who went downstairs couldn't help but look back. He could even imagine the ghostly face of the young man hiding among the women.

"Are you a family?" He couldn't help but ask, looking at the entourage who followed him downstairs and was responsible for arranging meals.

Of course not now, but maybe in the future.

The attendant hesitated and hummed twice without answering.

But in the eyes of the waiter, this was acquiescence, but he said it in such a vague way. It was not like there is a saying that the grandson of a grandpa in the cradle is on crutches. Seniority is not based on age.

It seems that this young master belongs to a wealthy family. It is common for wealthy family masters to marry young men.

"So is this your stepmother?" the store clerk couldn't help but ask.

The attendant who was walking down the last step almost fell to the ground.

"Get the fuck out of here!" He raised his hand and slapped the store clerk, tilted his hat, and yelled angrily, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll stuff your mouth full of horse dung!"

The store clerk was so frightened that he covered his head and dared not speak.

Cheng Jiaoniang did not go to Wang Qilang's side, but sat down on the felt mat on the other side.

The two women also hurriedly sat down and looked at Wang Shiliang, who had almost shrunk into the arms of the group of women, with surprised expressions.

Of course they knew about the Seventeenth Prince of the Wang family, but this was the first time they had seen him. He looked really good, but a bit thin...

Is it because you are so frightened now that you also know that your wife has sued Mr. Cheng?

Seeing Wang Shiqilang like this, Cheng Jiaoniang smiled and stopped looking at him. She sat down and looked at the snowy mountain scenery outside.

However, Wang Qishilang did not feel relieved at all. Instead, he was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Sir, who is this lady?" The beautiful maid next to her couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

They were also shocked when they first saw the little lady's face.

Such a beautiful young lady must be very popular with the young master, but she didn't expect that her young master would be so frightened that he lost his mind.

I'm sure I was frightened, not out of my mind with joy.

"Shut up, shut up." Wang Shiqilang shouted.

After being out for so many days, this was the first time that the young master was so cruel to them, and the beautiful maids immediately fell into disgrace.

It's a pity that the young master did not show pity for her, but stared at the young lady with fear and caution on his face.

His nervousness and fear did not affect the atmosphere there. The guys filed in and placed a lot of food on several tables.

"Although Madam doesn't drink wine, I ordered some drinks because of the cold weather," the attendant said respectfully.

Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.

"Yes, although I don't drink wine, you two ladies still want to have a taste." She said, extending her hand to indicate.

The waiter hurriedly placed two bottles of wine on the tables of the two women.

"Ah, this is really... we don't drink wine either..."

The two women laughed and waved.

Of course they don't drink wine. How can they afford it? At most, they drink some distiller's grains and mix it with water during the holidays.

Cheng Jiaoniang smiled slightly.

"Ladies, don't be polite. To appreciate the snow is to ask for wine." She said, "If it weren't for my health, I would still want to eat."

The two women were immediately relieved. They didn't know many rules in the first place. They learned them from others. This lady didn't tell them any rules. Moreover, she really didn't despise them.

When a person despises another person, it can be seen in his eyes. The look of contempt and disgust is often seen by the two women in the eyes of the housekeepers of the Cheng family. As for the housewives of the Cheng family, they can't even see it.

There is no chance.

This lady is completely different from those people. When she looks at them, she is very calm and quiet, neither looking up nor looking down. All living beings are equal.

"It is indeed a good wine." A woman opened the wine pot and couldn't help but admired the aroma.

After walking for half a day and it being winter again, we were all hungry. Soon the table was relaxed and people were chatting, eating and drinking. Cheng Jiaoniang did not join in their joking, and the two women did not feel restrained. The atmosphere was very relaxed and comfortable.

.

In comparison, Wang Qishilang suffered a little.

Several maids moved their bodies.

"What are you doing?" Wang Shiqilang shouted immediately.

"Master..." The maid looked at him with an aggrieved look, stretched out her hand to rub her legs, "Our feet are all numb..."

"Master, if you are not happy eating here, let's leave." Another maid whispered.

Walk?

Wang Qishilang felt desolate in his heart.

He has walked so far, and this woman is still catching up with him!

"Cheng Jiaoniang!" He stood up suddenly and shouted.

This sudden shout made everyone in the hall startled and looked at Wang Shiqilang.

However, Wang Qishilang's face was a little distorted and his body was tilted.

"Hey..." He stretched out his hand and leaned over to touch his leg.

The two women bit their chopsticks and looked at him in shock.

"Young Master's legs and feet are numb!" The maidservants reacted and shouted, and they immediately started to help and rub their legs in a hurry. Their voices mixed with Wang Shiqilang's strange screams, and they became a mess again.

Cheng Jiaoniang held the marigold and looked away, continuing to drink water slowly and look at the mountain scenery outside.

"Cheng Jiaoniang, you, what do you want to do?"

Wang Qishilang pushed away the maids, limped a few steps over, and asked.

Cheng Jiaoniang turned her head to look at him.

"Look at the snow in the mountains," she said, pointing outside with her golden lamp.

This woman is the best at pretending to be stupid. The more ferocious the killer, the better at pretending. Wang Shiqilang groaned in his heart.

"Then look, I'm leaving." He gritted his teeth and said.

Cheng Jiaoniang put down the golden cup.

"What do you want to do?" Wang Qishilang took a step back in fright and pointed.

Cheng Jiaoniang saluted him.

"Young master, it's easy to go," she said.

Wang Qishilang swallowed, "Okay, this is what you said, but don't expect me to understand whether you want to welcome him or not." He turned around and left.

The maid behind him didn't even react. She came back to her senses when she heard the sound of stepping on the stairs. She hurriedly called for the young master to follow him, and with a burst of incense fans fanning the hall, the hall finally became quiet.

The female prostitute on the floor over there was sitting blankly holding her piano.

"Oh, I haven't paid for the makeup yet!" one shouted, getting up and about to chase after him, but was stopped by Cheng Jiaoniang.

"Do you have any other events to attend?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

The eyes of the two female prostitutes flickered and they glanced at the woman in front of them.

Although he was not wearing gold or silver, the clothes were made of high-quality materials and well-made. Considering that the rich young man just now was obviously frightened by this lady and ran away, it can be seen that it must be more powerful.

"No." The two of them hurriedly bowed and smiled.

"Then let's play some music to cheer up the fun." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Then that young man's money just now..." a female prostitute said tentatively.

"I paid." Cheng Jiaoniang smiled.

The two female prostitutes suddenly became even more happy. They hurriedly took a few steps over and knelt down beside them.

"What do you want to hear, madam?"

"As long as it's cheerful and festive," Cheng Jiaoniang said.

The two female prostitutes responded, tuned the strings, and started playing and singing.

The two women were beaming with joy. There was nothing to appreciate about the snowy scenery, but it was such a luxury to have wine, food, and music and music to entertain them.

The hall here is still lively, and Wang Shiliang is driving fast in his car over there.

The two most favored maidservants who were accompanying him in the carriage were huddled in the corner of the carriage. There was still tea soup on their faces and there were spots on their clothes. Looking at the pale and worried young master, they did not dare to come forward to comfort him.

"Sir, are we going back to the inn in the city, or are we going somewhere?" A waiter asked cautiously from outside the car.

"Why are you still going back to the city? People are chasing you, why don't you run away!" Wang Shiqilang shouted.

There was immediately silence outside the carriage, and the speed of the carriage increased significantly, and the bumps became even worse.

Wang Qishilang angrily pushed away Ping Ji, who had been knocked down by the bumps, and let out a heavy breath.
To be continued...