Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 94

I smiled and took his arm (I couldn't reach his shoulder). "What are you afraid of? Twenty years from now, I'll be a hero again."

"Shen Ziyi!"

"Stop shouting, I'm famous enough."

[Main Text: Chapter 54]

"What's your sister like?"

"very good."

"Would she be so petty as to secretly harm someone who touched her things?"

"What did you do to her?"

"...Wing Chun".

Chouqian led me into the car but didn't answer my questions.

I reminded him, "So what exactly happened?"

After asking him for a while, he finally replied, "She won't hold it against you."

"Really!" Isn't your sister just as stingy as you?

If you don't trust me, then don't ask.

"Tch, I wouldn't even bother asking. It's good that nothing's wrong." I glanced out the window at the obvious route to his house and asked, "You're not really going to get some kind of treatment, are you? Old Hu will help me."

Chou Qian closed his eyes and rested in the car: "Does Hu Yong know too much?"

"What do you mean! I'm warning you, don't get any funny ideas." This person is really hard to deal with. We haven't even done anything yet, and he's already bringing up your ancestors.

Chou Qian raised the corner of his eye and gave me a slit: "What gives you the right to warn me?"

"Because...because..." How would I know why? "You have a crush on me, don't you?" If you have a crush on me, then it's because you have a crush on me.

"Not really."

So heartless: "You should like me, shouldn't you?"

To everyone's surprise, the person replied directly: "Narcissistic."

Go to hell. "Even if you have nothing to offer, you should at least give your brother some face."

"He knows too much."

"Are you so sure he's just a doctor..."

"A doctor who sends people into the palace to retrieve the seasonal elixir—I don't think I can trust him."

"He's a very nice person. He's not a spy."

"Nobody looks like a bad person."

"He wouldn't talk nonsense."

"He is from the Kingdom of Westwind."

"Doctors have no borders. I trust his character."

Chou Qian closed the slits of his eyes that he had left open for me and spoke: "Hu Yong, forty-five years old, a native of Xifeng Kingdom, once served as the royal pharmacist. He is skilled in both literature and martial arts, and became famous in the pharmaceutical industry at a young age. Later, he became a disciple of Zeng Zhen, and his martial arts skills are also extraordinary. He served as the vanguard for Xifeng's eastward invasion plan. After his master passed away, he lived in seclusion. Later, a merchant left the country. His eldest disciple is now the personal bodyguard of the Ninth Prince. With such an experience, how credible do you think he is?"

"This..." It turns out that the person who looked like trash wasn't trash at all! If he were twenty years younger, I might even be interested in him. My mom would be lucky to get him.

"He no longer serves the West Wind."

"A husband serves his country, even when far away."

"You want to kill him."

"To be honest, I wouldn't mind making a move."

"Don't be so petty, he's turned over a new leaf."

"The adjective was used incorrectly."

"Damn, are you correction fluid or correction paper?" Anyway, if you're going to touch him, I won't stand idly by.

Chouqian calmly went about his meditation and ignored me.

"Ugly humility..."

"Ugly humility..."

"Chouqian..." He remained motionless. If he didn't move, then so be it. I stopped calling out to him and let him rest.

"Get off the bus." We're here! I haven't even started dreaming yet.

I avoided Chouqian's hand that was helping me and jumped out of the car by myself.

Chou Qian's eye twitched slightly. He withdrew his hand, his expression grim. He tossed out a sentence: "To my room." Then he vanished.

"Ah..." "What are you doing in your room?" Before I could ask, Chou Qian turned and disappeared. I stared blankly at the empty seat. This guy is sick! Incurable.

If you ignore me, I'll ignore you too. Go home.