Lu Lan was overjoyed when she heard this, and her smile became more gentle: "Little Master, don't be afraid, I can give you a lot of delicious food."
The boy was silent, his blood-stained lips pressed tightly together, and his narrow eyes looked straight at the smiling Green Lan, as if he was exploring.
Seeing that the boy was unmoved, Lu Lan felt a little annoyed, but her face remained gentle: "Young Master, do you still have any relatives? I can give them gold coins, so you don't have to worry about them after you leave with me."
The boy still didn't speak. He turned his head and looked at Wu Xin, as if comparing himself.
Wuxin said coldly: "My master doesn't like to wait."
The boy was only half a head shorter than Wu Xin. His lips curved and he stretched out his thin, dirty little hand to grab Wu Xin's hand.
Wu Xin's face was frosty, and he threw away the boy's hand in disgust, looking at the boy coldly with disgust, and warned: "Master doesn't like people to touch him, so you don't have to touch others casually."
The boy lowered his eyes and put down his small hands politely. The smile on his blood-stained lips did not diminish, and his narrow eyes gave him a somewhat enchanting look.
"Follow me." Wu Xin quickly walked through the crowd without glancing at the boy, and the boy followed Wu Xin step by step.
Lu Lan was dumbfounded and stared at the two people walking away with disbelief. That mean little beggar didn't follow her?
Everyone was also stunned. Is this little beggar a fool? He was taken in by a good person, and there was good food and shelter in front of him, but he didn't want it. The girl in the veil was so vicious, and they believed that the so-called master was even more vicious. The fate of this little beggar was terrible.
Just imagine.
Nangong Chen and Jing Ao looked at the black wooden carriage that drove away. There were more and more doubts in their minds. He could not find any reason for the boy's choice.
Unless there is only one possibility, the boy knows the girl wearing the veil, but judging from the situation just now, it is obvious that he does not.
"Chen, did you send someone to follow you?" Jing Ao gave a narrow smile.
"I couldn't follow you two years ago, do you think you can do it now?" Nangong Chen looked at his friend with disdain.
"Are we just going to let them escape like this?" Jing Ao was a little angry. Just when he was about to forget about it, these two mysterious people appeared again, and there was also an arrogant and cold girl. How could he not arouse his curiosity?
Heart.
The show was over, passers-by dispersed, the sun became a little stronger, and the green floor tiles seemed to be burned and cracked.
"Qing'er, why are you out?" Nangong Chen came to the carriage to greet her. Qing'er usually would not leave the house, no matter how he invited her.
The car curtain was still not opened, only a beautiful voice came out, with a bit of a smile: "Maybe it's a whim, I haven't seen Chaoyang City in a long time."
Nangong Chen smiled: "It's rare that you are interested today, why don't I accompany you for a walk."
Luo Wanqing smiled: "Let's forget it. Let's wait another day. I'll go back home first, otherwise my father will be worried."
"Okay, the weather is a bit hot. You should go back and rest early." Nangong Chen was a little disappointed. Maybe she didn't like walking with him. He missed the time when he first met her when he was a child.
They were both very young at that time. During a palace banquet, she didn't like it and wandered into the flowers in the garden, and so did he. That's how they got to know each other.
In those few years, they talked about everything and secretly went out to practice together. Until recent years, they have gradually grown up. He felt that she was alienating him, but he could not find out the reason.