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Chapter 491 : Anecdotes of Jianghu 11

"The analysis makes sense." Qianxue nodded, then asked doubtfully: "Then why does Qiannuo want to live here?"

"You still can't tell, of course it's because your seventh brother has fallen in love with my master." The master of ceremonies sighed, and even an idiot could see that he didn't mean to call Qianxue an idiot at all.

"What did you say?" Qianxue was extremely surprised.

"Just think about it yourself."

"Really?" Qianxue still couldn't believe it.[

"Can you think of any other reasons?" the master of ceremonies asked.

"When did Qian Nuo fall in love with Shui Han?" Qian Xue asked.

"I don't know, it should have been before Qiannuo was injured, because I heard Qiannuo calling the master's name when he was unconscious."

"Why didn't you tell me then?!" Qianxue said angrily, causing her to do so many things in vain.

"You still have the nerve to say that at that time I thought Master was a man and Qiannuo was a pervert, yet I actually had that idea about Master."

"You are the pervert! What happened to that idea? What a wonderful thing, what should I do now?" Qianxue was so anxious that she was confused.

"What should we do? Let's make the match again, but this time it must not be counterproductive. Otherwise, who would you cry to about an incident like Shangguan Ling's?" the master of ceremonies reminded that sometimes Qianxue's good people go too far.

"Yes, yes, I will find out what they are thinking first and then prescribe the right medicine." Qianxue looked high-spirited and left without caring about the host.

"Hey, Qianxue, the kitchen is not over there." the master of ceremonies shouted.

"How can I be in the mood to eat now?" Qianxue walked away without looking back.



After breakfast, Rong Zhi approached Wu Shang. Wu Shang originally wanted to accompany Shui Han and ignored Rong Zhi, but thought that he had something else to do and agreed to Rong Zhi, and if it weren't for Rong Zhi, he would not have met Shui Han at all.

Rong Zhi tossed and turned all night long, wanting to chat with Wu Shang for a long time. He saw Wu Shang's actions, and even though Shui Han hadn't expressed his stance yet, he was still restless in his heart.

"Rong Zhi, I will do my best to treat the person you ask me to treat." Wushang spoke first. He was obviously in a good mood, and the sun seemed to shine in his eyes.

"...That person is Shui Han." Rong Zhi looked into the distance and said in a deep voice.

Wu Shang was extremely surprised, why was it Shui Han? He then smiled and realized that there was such a wonderful coincidence in this world. Just as he and Shui Han reunited, he suddenly felt that there was an arrangement somewhere and God was not treating him badly.

Wu Shang thought again and frowned slightly. Rong Zhi invited him here to treat Shui Han, so the friendship with Rong Zhi is self-evident. It is not just as simple as a friend. There are not many things that can make Rong Zhi care. People

Not much more, it can be seen that Shui Han plays an important role in Rong Zhi's heart.

Wushang pondered for a while and said seriously: "Rong Zhi, I don't care what happens between you and Shui Han, no matter who is around Shui Han, or whether Shui Han loves me or not, but I am destined to be entangled with Shui Han in my life."

This is what God owes him, and he must get it back.[

Rong Zhi was stunned. He knew Wu Shang's affection for Shui Han, but he never expected that Wu Shang would be so determined and would remain entangled with her until death.

Wu Shang saw that Rong Zhi's face gradually turned gloomy. He did not think that what he did was selfish at all, nor did he feel sorry for Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi looked into the distance and said seriously: "I won't let you go either."

There is no turning back, so just keep walking. No matter what Shui Han thinks, he just wants to stand where he can see Shui Han.

Wu Shang was not surprised, he just smiled bitterly. Shui Han grew up, the city became deeper, and at the same time, he became more carefree.

If the love without sorrow is overbearing and decisive, then the love that is tolerant is giving and waiting.


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