Young Master Gu's forced marriage every night

Chapter 17 Gu Nanfeng Who Has a Black Face Throughout
Private room?We can't sit together together?

"This is so embarrassing, can you accommodate me and let me sit with this young man?"

The guy wondered, "Well, I can't help it, everything has been arranged in advance, and the other seats are also full."

"Ah, then I'll go up and have a look!"

But when he raised his eyes, he saw that Gu Nanfeng was raising a cup of tea in the second elegant room upstairs, looking over here.

Seeing me looking at him, he waved at me triumphantly.

He came to see Mr. Ruyu with Wang Wanli, so naturally he bought the same ticket.

If I go up, won't I have to sit alone in a Geya room with him?
Did this guy do it on purpose?
I glanced at the aunt who was at the same table with Liu Changqing. The aunt was excitedly yelling at Ruyu, waving her hands, and wiping her tears. She was as crazy as our current groupies.

"Well, aunt, hello!"

The aunt wiped her tears, "Go away, don't block me from seeing Mr. Ruyu."

I moved to the side, trying not to block her sight, "That's right, I have a ticket for the private room here, and I want to change this place with you. Look, the visual effect is better in my place. You don't have to worry about the people in front of you blocking you, the most important thing is..." I pointed at Gu Nanfeng, "Look, there is another Mr. Pianpian in the room with you."

Seeing that the deal was a good deal, the aunt agreed without even thinking about it.

Aunt Pidianpidian ran upstairs to the private room.

I saw Gu Nanfeng's face upstairs turned pea green.

I sat down and looked at Liu Changqing sitting next to me.

I thought, if I have to choose between Liu Changqing and Gu Nanfeng, normal people should choose Liu Changqing, he is so gentle, so good-looking, and so talented...

Especially when he turned around and smiled at me, it was like a warm wind blowing in the face in spring.

No wonder Jiang Chuchu is so obsessed with him, I just realized it today!
It's better to look at Mr. Changqing in front of you than to look at Mr. Ruyu.

A black shadow suppressed his sight, it was Gu Nanfeng.

What does he want to do?

I watched helplessly as he walked over with a blank expression on his face, picked up an old man sitting in the seat to my left, and threatened with angry eyes, "I want to change seats with you."

The poor uncle, trembling with fright, didn't dare to say anything, and gave up his seat.

Liu Changqing stared directly at Mr. Ruyu on the stage, but his words were directed at Gu Nanfeng, "I didn't expect the young master of the Gu family to be here."

Gu Nanfeng's complexion was iron, he shook his sleeves, and sat down straight, his sitting posture had an air of style, "Why, are you allowed to be here or not?"

"I don't have the power of the Gu family. I can allow whoever I want, and I can't allow anyone."

Liu Changqing's words not only satirized Gu Nanfeng's overbearing, but also demoted the entire Gu family's usual rampant behavior.

Oh, if Liu Changqing really had an enmity with Gu Nanfeng because of this trivial matter, it would have a bad impact on his own future and even the future of the entire Liu family.

I quietly reminded Liu Changqing, "Young Master Liu, be careful with your words and deeds!"

Such a smart person as Liu Changqing, of course understood the meaning, and continued to look at Mr. Ruyu while waving his fan.

I took a peek at Gu Nanfeng, and there was a heavier haze on this guy's face.

Hey, it’s okay to be angry, if you are not happy, I will be happy.

I took out a bank note from my purse, and carefully pushed it in front of Gu Nanfeng, "Mr. Gu, I owe you the 100 taels of silver note just now, and I will give it back to you. I have 200 taels here. The extra It will be your favor."

Gu Nanfeng looked at the crumpled bank note contemptuously, and the gloom on his face became heavier.

I continue to watch the play.

At this moment, "A Chinese Girl's Leaving Soul" will be staged on the stage.

I've never been a big fan of watching operas. They all said that Mr. Ruyu looks so good, but his face is covered with such thick makeup powder that it's impossible to tell what he looks like, but his body is thin and soft, with a waist Limbs are thinner than a girl's, and she walks like a willow Fufeng. When she opens her mouth, she sings very nicely, but the ending sound is too long, not as crisp and quick as pop songs, which makes people sleepy the more they listen.

I think Mr. Liu was very engrossed in watching it, he slapped the folding fan on the palm of his hand one after another.

In order not to let myself fall asleep, I started eating melon seeds, and looked around among the spectators. After searching for a long time, I finally saw Zimo and Solanum nigrum. The skirts are all wet from crying.

Jiang Sijin sat at two tables away from Zimo and Solanum nigrum, and Jiang Sijin stared at a certain place in the private room upstairs with dead fish eyes, folded his hands, expressionless.

Jiang Sijin's appearance is abnormal, and he is not so serious when he is normal.

I followed his line of sight and found clues of his abnormality.

It turned out that in a three-person private room upstairs, there was a woman sitting next to another man, kissing me from time to time, feeding him a sip of wine, feeding him a sip of fruit, and being stuck by the man from time to time. .

This woman is Meimei.

Meimei obviously also knew that Jiang Sijin was looking at her from below, as if she did it on purpose.

Jiang Sijin, you must hold back, don't cause trouble again.

Then Meimei is also true, if we break up, we will break up. Knowing that Jiang Sijin has a deep affection for him, he still deliberately stimulates him in front of him. What do you want?
I have been secretly staring at Jiang Sijin, Gu Nanfeng seemed to have seen something, and kept silent.

After a while, after the song was over, Mr. Ruyu stepped back to change his clothes, and a juggling show was inserted in the middle.

Zimo and Solanum nigrum also looked at me, so they came over and pulled me and said that they would take me to the backstage to watch Mr. Ruyu take off his makeup.

What's so good about a big man taking off his makeup, "No, no!"

While I was waving my hand to refuse, I was already dragged by them to the backstage.

The spectators originally refused to let us in, but Solanum nigrum gave 50 taels to each of them, and they turned a blind eye to it and pretended they didn't see it.

Zimo patted Solanum nigrum, "50 taels a person, is it too much? They are such workers, and they can't earn ten taels of silver a month."

Solanum nigrum didn't say anything, and led the two of us to move on.

The backstage is really spacious, with rows of costumes, dressing tables, props for singing, knives, guns and sticks for juggling, etc., which dazzled the viewers.

If this is the case now, Ruyu can be considered a first-line star.

It turns out that the ancients also loved chasing stars.

When I was young, my greatest wish was to be a big star, wearing beautiful clothes, standing on a stage full of lights, shining like a star, dazzling like fireworks, and being able to compete with various handsome people in the play Male stars play couples...
"Hey, in front is Mr. Ruyu's special dressing table."

Zimo slapped me on the head, bringing me back to reality.

The three of us sneaked around and hid behind a row of costumes, poking out half of our heads, watching that Mr. Ruyu standing in front of the mirror, several Tsing Yis were changing his equipment.

(End of this chapter)