Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 169 Find the Difference
The man in the royal blue brocade suit was holding the account book and examining it intently, marking it with a pen from time to time, looking very serious, while the boy in gray stood beside him adding tea and grinding ink.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Feng Nuanyang looked up, Hua Fu hurried to open the door.

The shopkeeper ran in with small steps, and nodded respectfully towards Feng Nuanyang, wondering: "Boss, the young master in the Tianzi No. [-] private room insists on letting you serve him."

Feng Nuanyang's hand holding the pen paused, his eyebrows frowned, Hua Fu took the first step, very angry: "The owner is the master, how can he serve those guests, what do you want the shopkeepers to do? "

The shopkeeper shrank back, his eyes were a little fearful: "He said that he had a bad stomach when eating with us a few days ago. Let us give an explanation. If the boss doesn't go, he will report to the official!"

Feng Nuanyang frowned very tightly, this is the first time he has encountered such a thing, has his stomach been ruined?It shouldn't be possible. The herbs added to their medicated diet are all nourishing and non-irritating. Even people without diseases will not have negative effects if they eat them.

"My lord, they must have come here to make trouble," Hua Fu clenched her fists, her brows were fixed and indignant. Back then, the incense making hall opened by her family was ruined because of the envy of others. Her heart trembled, and she hated these people to the bone.

Feng Nuanyang held Hua Fu's trembling hand, squeezed it comfortingly, and cast a reassuring look at her: "I'll go and have a look." No matter the truth or not, she had to go to run a business like catering , the most feared thing is to get into a lawsuit, because of being a human being, once there is a problem, the guests will stay away, or even loathe and dislike it, and in the worst case, they may lose their fortunes.

In front of the door of Tianzi No. [-], Feng Nuanyang took a light breath, reached out and knocked on the door.

Suddenly the door was opened from the inside, and a man dressed in black with a cold sword on his waist appeared in front of her. Before she could speak, he stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation: "Master is inside."

Feng Nuanyang's heart trembled, it was clearly her own territory, but she felt a sense of oppression approaching, she stepped in with small steps, and there was a sound of closing the door behind her.

Her heart trembled, and she hurriedly pulled the closed door: "Hey, why are you closing the door?"

"I was the one who came looking for you," a dark male voice came from behind.

Feng Nuanyang tightened her hand holding the door frame, turned around carefully, and her eyes fell on the handsome man in black robe and brocade suit not far away. She was suffocating, and immediately recognized that this man was the man she had seen in the corridor before. The one that came across.

His eyes were dark and deep, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were fixed on her.

Feng Nuanyang felt very uncomfortable. He leaned against the door frame and pressed his body back, wishing he could find a place to hide in immediately so as to avoid that terrifying gaze.

Ming Qianjue looked at her trembling petite body, her frightened gaze, her brows were tightly frowned, is he that scary?

"Come here!" He whispered two words from his thin lips, his eyes hung on her greedily, wishing he could embrace this little girl in his arms immediately.

Looking at those green eyes, Feng Nuanyang always felt a sense of familiarity, but she couldn't tell where she had met them before. She hated those presumptuous and greedy eyes. It's very dangerous to live alone in the same room...

"Let him open the door first and let him in," Feng Nuanyang was not stupid, she touched the dagger hidden in her chest, her heart tightened, she forced herself to calm down, and spoke slowly and calmly.

(End of this chapter)