Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 121 Knowing Current Affairs

Nan Qiansong knew that what he had done could not restore his image in Nan Surou's mind, but he was even more afraid of Nan Surou's crazy revenge.

Nan Qiansong still lowered his voice: "My mother is not clear-headed, she didn't feel the pain of being tricked by you, even if I am not smart enough, after so many lessons, I should learn to be good, you are a capable person, I don't want to offend you, that's all, I don't want it to affect me when you die and come back to take revenge on her. "

"It's really cold, so you have to betray your own mother so that you won't be affected?" Nan Surou sneered, even today, she still doesn't like Nan Qiansong.

Nan Qiansong ignored her sarcasm and explained: "I don't care what you think, I don't think you will be counted by her. You have only been in Wei Guogong's mansion for a few months, and everything you encounter is easy. I don't want to 'bet' on 'fools' again and 'lose it all' again."

"You are really a natural gambler. You know that gambling depends on luck. Your luck is not always so good." Nan Surou chuckled softly.

She is reminding Nan Qiansong that Nan Qiansong revealed to her Mrs. Wei's conspiracy, and doing so may be a regrettable decision.

"Luck? Maybe, I know God often sees me as a dislike, so I was tricked by you, but I think I made the right bet this time." Nan Qiansong summoned up his courage and said.

"There is progress, Nan Qiansong, you have learned your lesson." Nan Surou put on a gentle smile again.

"Yes, this time, I'm betting on you." Nan Qiansong said while piercing a crab rice shumai on the table with the chopsticks in his hand.

Before Nan Surou could reply to Nan Qiansong, the waiter rushed over and served a plate of meat slices with hot soup in front of them, and handed the food to Nan Surou, saying: "Miss , This is the meal you just ordered, the shopkeeper asked me to bring it over, and he asked you if you want to use the other things here or take them away."

What meal did you order?

Nan Surou frowned, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the front desk not far away, Qi Jianke had a flattering smile on her face, which made it impossible to see the clue.

Nan Surou took the food plate, glanced at the Fanbang characters on it, took the pen on the small second-hand, and wrote on it flamboyantly, saying: "Give me another steamed pork ribs, wait for me to eat When it’s over, decide whether to take the rest away.”

The text on it was written by Qi Jianke, who only said that Kanehu had an important matter to discuss, and asked how long Nan Surou would continue to talk nonsense with Nan Qiansong.

Nan Surou only replied, wait a moment.

Naturally, Nan Qiansong didn't know what Nan Surou had done in such a short period of time, but he saw that the waiter and shopkeeper of Wanbaozhai treated Nan Surou with respect.

This is very common at first, businessmen are always humble to their customers, but Nan Qiansong is very clear that Wanbaozhai is backed by powerful people, and people in Wanbaozhai don’t need to be humble to ordinary people like them, even the waiters here People, just from the outside, are far from other places.

Thinking of this, Nan Qiansong was terrified, and immediately said, "Auntie, do you even know the shopkeeper of Wanbaozhai?"

"I'm a regular customer, and it costs a lot of money to 'buy dim sum' here. He naturally treats me as a benefactor with a pleasant face." Nan Surou said calmly.

Big price?
There are so many nobles in the capital, the food in Wanbaozhai is delicious, the service is first-class, and there is no shortage of patrons. Nan Surou, who came from such a poor background, how much did it cost to make the shopkeeper of Wanbaozhai pay a respectful price? Treat each other?

Nan Qiansong was surprised, and couldn't hide his horrified expression. He said in a trembling voice: "I know you guessed that my mother would not let you go so easily, and I hope you will recite my sincere regret to you." For the sake of saving my life, as for my mother, I think you will have a way to let her get the lesson she deserves."

What Nan Qiansong wants to win is a war, not a one-sided killing, and the one who gets killed is himself. He doesn't want to fall into invisible fears and unpredictable plots.

To him, Nan Surou was simply a ghost and undead, and what he brought to him was the trauma that could only be bestowed by the hellish wind.

Looking at Nan Surou's gentle face, Nan Qiansong's heartbeat became violent because of fear.

What is he doing here?Nan Qiansong thought to himself.

No matter what he said, seeing Nan Surou's well-prepared appearance, it seemed that he was well prepared. Whether he reminded him or not reminded him had no effect at all. No matter what he said, what's the point?If Nan Surou will retaliate and not plan to let him go, he is dead, if Nan Surou is willing to let him go...

The heartbeat became louder and louder, and a sudden panic seized Nan Qiansong.

"Nan Qiansong, today..." Nan Surou's gentle face shone with a strange brilliance, "You saved your life today."

Saying that, Nan Surou took out the folded kraft paper from her sleeve and put it on the table, then she got up without saying anything, and left the seat with Yun Rong, ignoring Nan Qiansong's weird eyes, Go straight to the front desk.

Nan Surou greeted Qi Jianke, and then walked up the stairs on the second floor of Wanbaozhai.

Walking on the stairs painted with crimson paint layer by layer, Nan Surou lowered her head in thought, she didn't need Nan Qiansong to remind her, she had already smelled the breath of murder.

That kind of breath is like falling to the ground in the garden this season, and the kind of fragile dead leaves are everywhere.

Nan Surou's feeling is very effective, she only knows that someone is trying to harm her, so no matter whether Nan Qiansong comes or not, and Mrs. Wei has any plans, before she leaves the capital, she will definitely come to Wanbaozhai .

Nan Surou shook his head and left. Nan Qiansong sat alone in the original position. He looked at the kraft paper left by Nan Surou for a long time, and he didn't come back to his senses until Nan Surou's figure disappeared.

Nan Qiansong looked around for a while, then put the chopsticks on the smooth table tremblingly, reached out to pick up the neatly folded kraft paper on the table, unwrapped it layer by layer, and found a white pill inside.

He picked up the pill, put it to his nose and sniffed it.

The pill exudes a fragrant breath, and the strange fragrance it emits dances slowly at the tip of the nose like a ghost.

Nan Qiansong stood up, looked around the thriving and crowded space, and finally, his eyes stayed in the direction where Nan Surou left, thinking about what Nan Surou said before leaving - you saved your life today!

What does this mean?
Nan Qiansong didn't care about the untouched expensive snacks on the table, quickly rewrapped the pill in kraft paper, called the waiter to pay the bill, and then hurried out of Wanbaozhai, heading towards the largest pharmacy in the capital ...

(End of this chapter)