My First Husband After Transmigration

Chapter 47

Upon hearing this, Li You couldn't help but raise his long eyelashes. Without the slightest hesitation, he looked directly at the cutest and most beautiful girl standing in the corner of the railing, wearing a yellow shirt and green skirt. His handsome face showed admiration and longing.

"It's quite surprising that there are such beauties here."

So I already knew which one was the best... This guy acted all gentlemanly with his eyes closed, but he must have been spying on me for a long time. That's what you call "true colors"!

Yang Nianqing said irritably, "Then why aren't you going up?"

Li You withdrew his gaze, glanced at her with amusement, and continued walking forward: "Beautiful as she is, she can only be admired from afar."

She followed him and said, "You're seducing so many beautiful women, don't you think you're harming the public?"

He smiled wryly: "Miss Yang, what can I do if others want to see this?"

Seeing him like this, Yang Nianqing was inexplicably a little happier. She deliberately patted his shoulder and said, "Actually, beauties can be admired from afar, but also up close. And playboys can also... cough... pick some while they're at it."

Upon hearing this, Li You stopped in his tracks, his bright eyes fixed on her, a look of amusement on his face.

Yang Nianqing immediately looked away, feigning nonchalance—was it really necessary to be so strange? Although such words might be considered shocking in ancient times, he had already seen them before…

After a while.

Li You sighed: "I really don't understand what you're thinking about all day long?"

"Anyway, I didn't think about your dirty deeds."

"Is that so?" He suppressed a laugh. "Does Miss Yang know what I'm thinking?"

"certainly."

"What is it?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

Li You stared at her for a long time, then suddenly murmured, "The beauty has arrived."

What's the meaning?

Before Yang Nianqing could figure it out, dust rose in the distance, and a familiar-looking carriage sped towards them.

Volume Three: Questioning Love Without Reason, and Even Less Reason

Dressed in fine clothes, yet disregarding his status and personally driving the carriage, his arrogant and self-willed attitude, which he allowed others to slander, could only be found in Tang Keyou.

As the carriage drew closer, its speed gradually slowed down, and it finally stopped in front of a brothel.

He seemed to have no intention of getting out of the car. He simply leaned casually against the door, put away the whip, and gave the girls upstairs a lazy smile, looking utterly exhausted.

However, in the blink of an eye, he was already standing under the carriage, his movements clean and graceful.

A chorus of sweet cries rang out.

"Women love bad boys!" Yang Nianqing couldn't help but exclaim, "So handsome!"

"My mouth is watering, Miss Yang!" came the murmured voice.

Hearing that magnetic voice, Yang Nianqing snapped out of her daze and was about to retort, but then she swallowed her words and smiled maliciously: "What, are you jealous?"

Li You remained silent.

Yang Nianqing coughed, secretly amused: "I'm warning you, stop thinking such unhealthy things. I just think he's really handsome, that's all..."

“It’s a love of beauty,” Li You interrupted her, shaking his head. “It seems Miss Yang has even forgotten what a handsome man looks like. Don’t you think Old He is more handsome than him?”

Yang Nianqing admitted: "He Bi is very handsome, but he is too cool. He and Brother Qiu both have boss-like faces and lack approachability."

"Brother Nangong?"

“Of course Brother Nangong is approachable, and he’s both gentle and generous,” she deliberately emphasized the word “generous,” and rolled her eyes at him. “He was originally very handsome and popular with women, but he just doesn’t like women. As time goes by, of course women will lose interest in him.”

"And who am I?"

"you?"

Speaking of this issue, Yang Nianqing felt frustrated. The fact that this guy had harmed the public was right in front of her. If she went against her conscience and said "You're ugly as hell," it would not only have no effect on him, but she herself would also find it hard to say. Sometimes, deceiving yourself is a painful thing.

"You...are indeed very handsome." He seemed somewhat reluctant.

"Does she have a friendly personality?"

"Too many."

How does it compare to that one?

“This…” Yang Nianqing hesitated.

She scrutinized Li You for a long time, then glanced at Tang Keyou in the distance, and sighed reluctantly, "You're... just a little bit more handsome than him."

“That’s right,” Li You said, turning to the side with a serious expression. “If you love beauty, why don’t you just look at me more?”

Yang Nianqing replied without hesitation: "Playboy? Not interested."

"It's the Flower-Picking Gentleman." (Correction)

"Since it's all about flowers anyway, go to brothels, visit beautiful women, and be a womanizer."

"Miss Yang, are you seeing things?" Li You glared and smiled wryly. "That Young Master Tang also goes to brothels to admire beautiful women, so why single me out?"

"He's different."

"What's different?"

Seeing his expression, Yang Nianqing was secretly pleased. She deliberately coughed and said, "Of course, of course it's different. He has his reasons for going. If you go, you're just a womanizer and a pervert."

Li You remained silent.

After a while.

He shook his head and muttered, "I forgot that women aren't usually very reasonable."

Upon hearing this, Yang Nianqing was about to get angry, but she was drawn to the commotion from the other side.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Uncle Lin. How have you been?" The words were laced with laughter, which at first glance seemed to indicate great joy. However, upon closer listening, Yang Nianqing felt a chill in the laughter that seemed to seep into her very bones.

It turned out that Tang Keyou was greeting a young man in purple.

The young man in purple seemed somewhat wary of him, and said with a forced smile, "So you are Young Master Tang."

As he was speaking, he was about to leave when Tang Keyou suddenly grabbed his arm, looking very affectionate, and said with a sidelong glance, "It's not easy to run into Uncle Lin, how can we not go in for a couple of drinks, so that your nephew can also show some respect as a junior?"

The young man in purple hesitated: "This..."

"Could it be that Uncle Lin is unwilling to do me the honor?" Although he was all smiles, he did not loosen his grip on his hand even slightly.

Looking into the distance, Yang Nianqing felt that the gaze in those deep eyes was now sharp as a knife, and there was a sense of gritted teeth in his words. Even a fool could see that he was making things difficult for her.

She chuckled inwardly; this guy was really outrageous.

Li You's long eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The onlookers were already buzzing with discussion, clearly not understanding why he wanted to cause trouble for the young man in purple.

Which business owner wants trouble happening at their doorstep? Seeing the situation turning sour, the madam hurriedly came up with a smile and tried to smooth things over: "Young Master Tang, Miss Qiao Yu is still waiting upstairs, how about we go up first?"

Tang Keyou glanced sideways and smiled, "No problem, this is my uncle. My nephew and I will definitely have a few drinks today."

uncle?

Yang Nianqing was puzzled when a voice suddenly drifted over from the side—

"Isn't this Young Master Lin Xing from Little Stone Street in the city? How could we have offended him...?"

Lin Xing? Both Li and Yang were somewhat surprised to hear this name. Wasn't this the sworn brother of Lord Tang that Wang Wu had mentioned? So, he was Tang Keyou's elder; why would Tang Keyou make things difficult for him?

With a sense of doubt, Yang Nianqing took a few more glances at Lin Xing and found that he was at most in his thirties, with red lips and white teeth, handsome appearance, and very elegant manners. He was quite a handsome man.

“Nephew’s offer is a token of my appreciation. Even if Uncle Lin has urgent business, you must drink this cup of wine before you go,” Tang Keyou said with a smile, pulling him back. Then she turned to the madam and said coldly, “Bring the wine!”

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura. The madam trembled in fright and immediately nodded and ran inside.

Seeing that he wouldn't let him go, Lin Xing seemed helpless: "Young Master Tang, this..."

Tang Keyou turned his head and surprisingly regained his lazy and friendly demeanor, smiling at him and saying, "Nephew just wanted to offer Uncle Lin a couple of drinks, Uncle Lin, please don't misunderstand."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the incredibly efficient madam came out carrying a large platter with a pot of wine and two cups on it.

Tang Keyou still held onto Lin Xing with one hand, while using the other to pour a cup of wine from the pot and bring it directly to his lips: "It's not easy to meet you today, Uncle Lin, you must not refuse your nephew's kindness."

When he said the word "good intentions," he drew out the sound much more.

Lin Xing was clearly not a good talker, and Tang Keyou's unreasonable and domineering behavior made him blush even more. He looked at the madam beside him for help, saying, "This..."

The madam immediately handed the tray to a maid, and without saying a word, she ran into the building to hide. No one around dared to speak up.

Tang Keyou laughed: "Does Uncle Lin think that his nephew is not respectful enough, and that the wine cup is too small to enjoy himself?" Without waiting for a reply, he slammed the wine cup heavily on the tray, then lifted the entire pot of wine and brought it to Lin Xing's lips: "I wonder if Uncle Lin thinks this pot of wine is enough?"

It looks like he's about to force-feed it.

Lin Xing was startled: "This..."

How could there be such an unreasonable thing in the world? It's simply bullying! Yang Nianqing was a little angry and was about to step forward to defend her, but she was pulled back by Li You beside her.

The rapid sound of hooves rang out.

"Brother! You're here again!" came a sweet exclamation, tinged with displeasure.

Sitting on the horse was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in red, holding a riding whip. She had big eyes, a small mouth, and curved eyebrows, and was very charming and cute.

"Release Uncle Lin!" A whooshing sound rang out.

Tang Keyou naturally wouldn't stand still to take the whip. He dodged it effortlessly, but as a result, he loosened his grip on Lin Xing's hand.

Having escaped her grasp, Lin Xing immediately nodded to the woman in red as if he had been granted a pardon, saying, "Thank you, Miss Tang. I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now."

After saying that, he pushed through the crowd and ran away.

Upon seeing who it was, Tang Keyou's face showed anger: "What are you doing here!"

The girl in red pouted, "Father just left, why didn't you listen to Mother and keep causing trouble for Uncle Lin! And coming to a place like this..." She blushed slightly, "If Mother finds out, she won't let you off!"

Tang Keyou scoffed, his handsome face immediately showing impatience: "Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters. Go back!"

The woman in red said, "Come back with me!"

Tang Keyou said coldly, "You're getting more and more outrageous. Now you're the one who has to tell me what to do!"

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the fireworks.