Chapter 227, Epilogue Scolding the Scum Emperor Together
The afternoon sun is just right, and the green pines and cypresses in the courtyard are neatly maintained by the gardener. A pot of milk tea is brewing on the small red clay stove, and a few nuts such as walnuts, peanuts, and ginkgo are roasted while drinking.
Hot milk tea and eating crispy roasted dried fruits are a kind of enjoyment.
Yan Zheng walked in with a frown on his face, "What's the matter?" - he left, then asked him to come back. What did the older lady mean?
Yue Wangshu looked at him seriously and asked with a straight face: "I said... you are not really interested in me, are you?"
Yan Zheng felt as if his hair was fried for a moment, and almost jumped up, "Don't talk nonsense! What are you good at? Apart from being rich, what other advantages do you have?!"
Yue Wangshu nodded, and then said proudly: "Yes, I just have money."
Yanzheng's face darkened: This Yue Mingshi... his character is too bad!!
Yue Wangshu cracked open a paper-skinned walnut, threw a piece of hot and fragrant walnut meat into his mouth, and said while eating: "I don't want to fall in love in this life. If you are interested in me, I will
It’s very troubling.”
Yanzheng felt puzzled: "At your age...how can you be completely uninterested in things like love?"
Yue Wangshu said "Huh" and sighed in her heart, "Maybe it's because of some not-so-good experiences..." The love of a certain guy really cast a huge shadow on her. If love is like that, she is
I can't find the energy to fall in love.
What's more, she has money and leisure now, so why must she pursue illusory love?
Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment. Was this because he had been hurt in love before? Yan Zheng couldn't help but think to himself, it must be because you have such a bad temper, but seeing Ming Xi's appearance, Yan Zheng swallowed back his harsh words. After all,
There is no deep grudge, so why rub salt into other people's wounds?
"What? Did you meet a scumbag?" Yan Zheng couldn't help but ask.
These words stopped Yue Wangshu from asking, "Is he a scumbag...I don't know if that counts. He didn't cheat or cheat. He just has a strong temper. If he's so accurate, that's not allowed. He's also restricting me."
free."
After hearing this, Yanzheng couldn't help but feel a little angry: "Isn't this a scumbag? It's illegal to restrict freedom! Why don't you sue him!"
When Yue Wangshu heard this, she couldn't help laughing for a moment! She really didn't expect that such words could come out of Yan Zheng's mouth! To be honest, it was really exciting!
"Why are you laughing?!" Yan Zheng felt like he was being teased, "Are you fooling me?!"
Yue Wangshu waved his hands and said, "No, no, I just didn't expect you to say such correct words about the Three Views!"
His words and politics had gone dark. He felt that his character had been insulted, and his nose suddenly turned crooked: "What? Do I look like a scumbag with bad views?!"
Yue Wangshu couldn't help covering his lips and burst out laughing, his whole body shaking with laughter, "I'm sorry, I thought of something interesting."
I have to say that socialism can really transform a person!
People trained in different environments and educations are so completely different.
"Sorry, sorry!" Yue Wangshu waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile, "Would you like a cup of milk tea?"
"Huh??" Yanzheng really couldn't understand this more and more. He was treating him as an uninvited guest, laughing and talking nonsense, and now he was hospitable again! What kind of weird woman is this?!
Points?!
Yan Zheng felt cold for a moment. He hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and sat down. The eldest lady made tea. If you don't drink it, it's free!
The milk tea brewed with top-quality Qihong and fresh milk is fragrant. Although Yan Zheng doesn’t like to drink milk tea, he has to admit that the taste is very fresh and mellow, and the tea aroma is also very rich! Such a good tea is used to make milk tea.
What a pity.
"What happened to that scumbag in the end?" Yan Zheng couldn't help but ask, "You didn't take revenge on him?" He looked at the older lady and saw that she was not a generous person.
Yue Wangshu said calmly: "I didn't take revenge on him - because he died long ago."
Yanzheng felt a chill in his heart and quickly asked: "Why, how did you die?"
Yue Wangshu's tone became even colder
Dan: "She has a terminal illness." - After her death, Yan Zheng vomited blood and has been on the bed since then. It can be regarded as a terminal illness, a disease that leads to death from despair.
Yan Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Yue Wangshu couldn't help but laugh and said: "Why, you still think I was the one who killed you? Don't worry, I don't have that ability yet!" Who said she was a wet nurse? She could only save people, not kill.
Yan Zheng smiled coquettishly, "Actually... there are still many good men, and you have to despair of life just because of a scumbag."
Yue Wangshu blinked: "I'm not despairing about life! I'm very satisfied with my life, but I'm just not interested in falling in love anymore!".
Yanzheng was silent. He took a sip of milk tea, which seemed a bit bitter. He added a spoonful of sugar to himself and drank it silently like a mushroom.
"Oh, by the way, I hope you can keep this matter a secret for me." Yue Wangshu bit open a ginkgo fruit and enjoyed the fragrant and slightly hot pulp inside, "Uncle Yan, don't tell me either."
Yan Zheng was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Don't worry, I'm not the eighth mother-in-law."
"That's good." Yue Wangshu picked up the cast iron pot again and poured him another cup of milk tea, "If you help me scold the scumbag and keep it a secret...then I think we can still be ordinary friends.
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"Ordinary friends..." Yan Zheng looked at the red milk tea in the cup, the steam was steaming, blurring his vision.
"Believe me, making friends with a rich person is a very good thing." Yue Wangshu said with a smile.
Yan Zheng curled his lips and added three spoons of sugar to the milk tea.
"You like sweets?" Yue Wangshu raised his eyebrows, but she always only added a spoonful.
Yan Zheng said: "You cooked it for too long and it was too bitter."
"Is there any?" She took a sip of her milk tea, "Yeah, it's okay."
Suddenly, Yue Wangshu realized that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. She couldn't help but be startled, "Oh, by the way, I have a friend coming. If nothing happens, you can go back."
"Friends? What kind of friends? Male or female?" Yan Zheng asked hurriedly.
Yue Wangshu looked defensive: "This has nothing to do with you, right?"
Yan Zheng also knew that, as a "normal friend", what he asked was indeed a bit inappropriate...
At this moment, there was a knock on the study door, "Miss, Mr. Yun is here."
Yan Zheng: Damn! He is really a man!
Yue Wangshu couldn't help but take a look at the eyesore in front of him.
Yanzheng's face darkened, he stood up and said, "I'm leaving right now!"
When he walked out of the study room, he suddenly saw a pretty boy wearing a white woolen coat and holding a strawberry cake in his hand. When Yanzheng saw this person, he couldn't help but instinctively felt disgust deep in his heart. But he still tried hard to maintain it.
The surface is calm, "Mr. Yun?"
The handsome young man named "Mr. Yun" nodded, "Excuse me... who are you?"
Yanzheng, however, walked away without saying a word very rudely.
"Mr. Yun" frowned, but thinking about meeting netizens, he didn't think much about it and hurriedly walked into the study.
