Mr. Gu, your character is broken

Chapter 180 Is Young Master Angry?

Murong Bing was still talking, but suddenly felt a chill hit him, and when he looked in the blink of an eye, he was facing Murong Liushang's extremely cold eyes, and couldn't help shivering.

"It's time." Murong Liushang quietly glanced at Murong Bing, and said calmly.

Murong Bing was startled and said, "What?"

Murong Liushang picked up the pruning shears on the table, turned the wheelchair to the flowerpot, inspected the pot of flowers and plants, and said calmly: "Uncle Jian, see off the guests."

"Yes—Master!"

Ah Jian respectfully responded, then waved his hand at Murong Bing and said, "Miss, please—"

"Liu Shang! You—"

Murong Bing reacted, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment.Staring at Murong Liushang with a cold face, he said: "Liushang, I'm doing it for your own good! I'm helping you, helping you recognize the one who wants to get into a wealthy family just because of his good looks—the cheap brat!"

"see a visitor out!"

Murong Liushang's voice was even colder, with an extremely indifferent chill that even made A Jian shiver.He knew that the young master was really angry!
"Miss - please!"

As A Jian said, his arm had calmly pushed Murong Bing out of the study.

I didn't see how hard he was, nor was he rude, but Murong Bing seemed unable to resist his invisible force, and was subconsciously led out of the study by A Jian.

"Liu Shang, I'm your cousin, how could it be against you—"

Murong Bing turned back to the study unwillingly and said again and again: "Liuzhang, sister... sister, I just don't want you to get hurt, and I don't want Murong's family to be discredited and become the laughing stock of the rich and powerful in the Eastern Capital!"

"My sister is not innocent, you ask Ah Jian to investigate—see if it is what I said?!"

A Jian sent Murong Bing out of the door with a dark face. Seeing Murong Bing leaving bitterly, a trace of confusion flashed in A Jian's eyes.

The eldest lady has no reason to slander Miss Su like this... And the eldest lady speaks with certainty, with a serious look... Should I really check it out?

"Master..."

A Jian sent Murong Bing away, went back to Murong Liushang's study, looked at him hesitantly and said: "What Missy said..."

"Do you believe it?" Murong Liushang asked indifferently.

The afternoon light shone on Murong Liushang's body through the gauze curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows. A Jian looked at the picturesque side face of his young master, and his eyes fell on the wheelchair again, and he couldn't help being silent for a while.

He didn't know how to respond to the young master's words, and he didn't know whether to believe it or not.He didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart, but he was a little scared... afraid that it might be true!

If, he meant if, if what the eldest lady said was true, how could a girl of that kind be worthy of the young master's attention?

In other words, if the young master is hurt by a girl with such character, he will really hate it!
A Jian didn't speak for a while, and Murong Liushang didn't speak any more, just concentrated on cutting the flowers and branches, the whole study was silent for a while.

"Wipe the floor of this study room twice, and throw away these two cups—"

After a long time, Murong Liushang trimmed the flower branches, turned the wheelchair and glanced at the place where Murong Bing was sitting just now, and said: "This chair has also been changed—"

"Yes!"

A Jian came back to his senses, and responded respectfully, his movements were clean and neat for a moment, and he had already done these things.

When he re-made tea for the young master and sent it to the study, he saw that the young master was already sitting in front of the drawing board, but he was not drawing, but staring at the empty drawing board in a daze.

Ah Jian didn't dare to disturb, and quietly stood aside.

After a long time, Murong Liushang turned his wheelchair and went to the desk, and asked Ah Jian to spread paper and rub ink.

Ah Jian immediately complied. He knew that the young master liked calligraphy, and would always practice calligraphy for a while every day.However, he remembered that the young master had already practiced today...

"Qingqing Zipei, I think about it. Even if I don't go, Zining won't come?"

A Jian's eyes couldn't help but flash when he saw these ancient and ethereal small seal characters with wet ink on the paper.

(End of this chapter)