Dressed as a fake daughter of the Xiangfu, starting from refusing house fights

Chapter 20 Follow up to see what she wants to do

In the teahouse, there was a lot of voices.

Cuiyu sat in the corner, her face flushed with anger.

"Miss Qin, the daughter of a long-time worker, this is clearly an allusion to you and Miss Zhou. This storyteller is going too far. He wants you to pour dirty water on you. No, I must teach him a lesson."

As she said that, Cuiyu rolled up her sleeves, showing her tiny arms, and looked at the young lady next to her in embarrassment, and put down her clothes with a sneer.

With her small arms and legs, she is the opponent of Mr. Storyteller.

"He didn't name them either. If you confront him, he won't admit it. Let's take a look first!"

Yun Niannian took a sip of the already cold tea.

This storyteller put the matter between her and Tang Huizhou upside down, what good would it do him.

On the stage, Mr. Storyteller looked at the people below who were filled with righteous indignation, and smiled triumphantly.

"If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down... Crack!"

At the end of the story, Mr. Storyteller slowly stepped off the stage holding a folding fan.

"Let's go!"

Yun Niannian put a tael of silver on the table, and then left with Cuiyu.

In the private room of the tea house, Bai Lixu looked at the two people who were going out, and said in a deep voice, "Come and see, what does she want to do?"

"Yes!" Ye Jiu responded and left the room immediately.

Pei Jinyan looked at Bailixu who was drinking tea slowly, and frowned slightly, "What do you think about the matter of the Yun family?"

"What do you think?"

"Three birds with one stone, don't say you didn't see it." Pei Jinyan looked into his eyes, a little speechless.

How could I have such a brother.

Bailixu chuckled, "The rumors came from the prime minister's mansion. Do you think it's Yun Qingfeng? He never does things like throwing stones at his own feet."

"So you know all about it." Pei Jinyan rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Why do you come here if you know all about it? Could it be because of..."

Before Pei Jinyan finished speaking, a cup and saucer flew towards him.

He grabbed it and looked at Bailixu in shock.

"I'm just saying, why are you making such a big move, hmph, there is no silver 300 taels here."

Bailixu glanced over coldly, and Pei Jinyan immediately shut up.

How fierce is fierce, every time he talks about the central matter, he always behaves like this, he really thinks that his brothers for so many years have been for nothing.

After Yun Niannian left the teahouse, she followed the storyteller to the back alley, and happened to see him standing with a woman with a flattering smile on his face.

Yun Niannian hid in the corner, narrowing her eyes slightly.

There is indeed a trick.

Not far away, the storyteller was holding a certain heavy amount of money in both hands, smiling so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

"I did a good job today, don't talk about it tomorrow, and be careful that others will stare at me." The woman reminded the storyteller with a look of disdain.

"Don't worry, I understand."

The storyteller nodded repeatedly, and stuffed a silver ingot into the purse like a treasure.

Yun Niannian hooked her hand towards Cuiyu.

Cuiyu immediately came over and lowered her voice: "Miss, what's wrong?"

"Come here..." Yun Niannian whispered in Cuiyu's ear mysteriously, and finally patted her on the shoulder, "Do you hear clearly?"

"Understood!" Cuiyu nodded and immediately left from the other end.

The storyteller and the woman left after the transaction, Yun Niannian hurriedly followed the storyteller, and stopped when he saw him enter a wine shop.

At that time, Cuiyu had already followed and nodded towards her.

After a cup of tea, the storyteller left the wine shop with a jar of wine in his hand, humming a little song as he walked, feeling very comfortable.

At this moment, a little beggar ran out of the alley in a hurry, followed by several big beggars with a vicious look.

"You little bastard, don't run away...you dare to snatch our territory, let's see how I deal with you."

"That's right, teach me a good lesson, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

The little beggar ran ahead, shouting as he ran: "Help...help me..." and then threw himself on the storyteller.

The storyteller looked at the new clothes he bought not long ago, and there were two more handprints on them in an instant, and his eyebrows were raised in anger.

"Go away, go away, you little beggar, you have stained my clothes."

The little beggar didn't realize it, he hugged his waist and started to feel around his waist.

"Sir, I know you are a good person, please save me...they are going to kill me..."

"Little kid, come here for me."

The little beggar was so frightened that he backed the storyteller out, and he disappeared in a flash, and several chasers hurried after him.

The angry storyteller was left behind.

"Damn little bastard, unexpectedly..." The storyteller looked at the clothes regretfully, while patting the dust off his body.

Patted, suddenly his eyes widened, he turned around and chased after the little beggar
"Little bastard, you dare to steal my money... Give me back my money bag, little bastard..."

Yun Niannian and Biyu looked at each other, then turned to look at the storyteller running past, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised.

"Let's go and see the excitement."

"okay!"

Cuiyu immediately put down the things in her hands, and gloated after Yun Niannian.

Let him talk nonsense, you must teach him a lesson.

The storyteller was about to vomit blood before chasing the little beggar at the entrance of an empty alley, "You little bastard, hurry up and give me back my money."

He kindly helped him stop those people, but he actually stole his money.

The little beggar made a face at the storyteller, and said arrogantly: "These are black-hearted money, not yours."

"What black-hearted money, don't talk nonsense."

The storyteller's face turned gloomy, "I warn you, if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that I will tear your mouth apart."

"Then you come, I'll wait!"

The little beggar was confident and arrogant, so angry that the storyteller rushed over angrily.

"Don't run away, just wait there."

After chasing him all the way, half of his old life has already been lost, and if he chases again, he will definitely lose half of his life.

"Don't worry, I'm waiting for you!"

The little beggar was triumphant, and was not afraid at all when the storyteller came over.

The storyteller blushed with anger, and cursed: "You little bastard, wait for me, let me catch you, I must make you look good."

"Sir, you have such a big tone, do you still want to commit murder in the street in broad daylight?"

Yun Niannian came in from the outside, the cold voice frightened the storyteller, he stopped and looked around.

"You... who are you?"

Looking at the half-height Yun Niannian, the storyteller heaved a sigh of relief.

Just a half-grown kid.

"You don't know who I am?" Yun Niannian smiled, "Just now you told the story of Shichen in the teahouse, now you pretend you don't know, isn't it a little bullying?"

"You...you are..."

Mr. Storyteller's heart skipped a beat, his legs felt a little weak.

"Miss Yun?"

Yun Niannian frowned and shook her head, "No, I'm not Miss Yun, I'm just the daughter of the long-time worker you mentioned, and the Phoenix you mentioned is the real Miss Yun."

Hearing what she said, Mr. Storyteller was even more convinced that the person in front of him was Yun Niannian, who was covered by the notoriety of everyone in the capital, and immediately fell to his knees on the ground in fright.

"Yun...Miss Yun, I was wrong, I...I was wrong, you, please forgive me!"

(End of this chapter)