Need for Secret Service

Chapter 13

Sima Feifan looked at the little beggar in front of him inexplicably, he didn't understand why he suddenly became dazed, his expression couldn't be seen on that dirty face, but it was undeniable that he had a pair of beautiful eyes .At this moment, there are various expressions in those eyes, bewildered, admiring, puzzled, and even annoyed.

Stretching out her hand and shaking it in front of Ye Ling'er's eyes, Ye Ling'er looked at the big hand in front of her, rolled her eyes, and slapped him away.

"What are you doing? Don't shake your hand in front of my eyes!"

Sima Feifan pursed his lips aggrievedly, shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, and the cruel man beside him had the urge to rush over, as if he wanted to beat Ye Ling'er who didn't know what to do, but fortunately Sima Feifan stretched out his hand stopped.

"Little brother, don't get me wrong. I saw you in a daze just now, and I was worried about what would happen to you, so I waved my hands in front of your eyes." Sima Feifei clasped his fists at Ye Ling'er and said.

Flattening her mouth, Ye Ling'er said a little bit unreasonably, "It's all right!"

"My lord, Sima Feifan, haven't asked the little brother's name yet!"

"Sima Feifan? The young owner of Sima Villa?" Ye Ling'er raised her eyebrows lightly. What are people from Sima Villa doing in the capital?Sima Villa is not in the capital, it should be far away from the capital!

Sima Feifei was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect that a little beggar like him would be able to report his identity immediately.Although he was a bit pretentious, but no matter how he said it, he knew that his name, Sima Feifan, was not well known to everyone.Of course, if he was in the Jianghu, then his name is indeed very famous, but the little beggar in front of him doesn't look like a Jianghu figure!

"Exactly, I don't know, little brother, how do you know that I am the young owner of Sima Villa?" Sima Feifei couldn't figure it out, so he decided to ask.

Leaving him a sideways glance, without even thinking about it, Ye Ling'er said casually: "I heard that Sima Feifan, the young owner of Sima Villa, is handsome and suave, and is the dream lover of many girls in the Jianghu. These are not the most famous, the most famous is your name... Merry Young Master. It is rumored that your confidante and confidantes are all over the world."

"Uh..." Sima Feifan had never felt so embarrassed at this moment. He really didn't expect that his reputation as a romantic would be so resounding that even a small beggar far away in the capital could say it casually.

Ye Ling'er turned her head and saw the quack doctor shrunk in the corner, and then she remembered the purpose of her coming here, and she had to settle the score with Sima Feifan in front of her.Immediately glared at him, and asked ferociously, "Why did you stop me from teaching this quack doctor just now?"

"Huh?" Sima Feifei felt uncomfortable being stared at by Ye Linger, but he still had to say, "Little brother, how can you bully the old man?"

"Old man? Cut! A quack doctor is a quack doctor. I don't care if he's an old man! He actually treated my little servants to get worse and worse. I didn't ask him to do my best. It's already very good!"

Looking at the cowering old man, Ye Ling'er became even more furious, and wanted to rush forward to slap him to death.But the doctor obviously understood what Ye Ling'er was thinking, and quickly knelt down on the ground and began to kowtow desperately, crying while kowtow: "Brother, spare me, spare my life! I, an old man, have no How many days can I live, and there is an old mother in her eighties at home, her wife is crazy, and her two sons are disobedient..."

Ye Ling'er only felt that there were thousands of bugs all over her body, and she felt very uncomfortable.What does he mean by that?Why does it sound like you want his life?But I never thought of taking his life!Besides, what's the use of his life, and it can't be eaten!
The corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times, seeing that the old man was going to continue to kowtow and cry, Ye Ling'er rushed up, picked him up from the ground, stared into his eyes and gritted his teeth and said: "Old man, shut up! Who wants your life?"

"Uh? You...you...you...don't you want to kill me?" The old man stared blankly at Ye Ling'er, but his heart sank. As long as he didn't kill him, he could talk about anything else.

Rolling her eyes, Ye Ling'er said angrily, "Give me back the 100 taels of silver!"

"What? Silver?"

"What? Don't want to pay it back?"

Seeing Ye Ling'er's creepy smile, the old man swallowed with difficulty, and said aloud, "But...but...the silver...has...used...used up."

"What did you say?"

Seeing Ye Ling'er raised her fist again, Sima Feifan really couldn't bear to see the old man getting beaten up at such an age, so he reached out to block Ye Ling'er's arm, and handed over a bank note to the In front of her, "here! Let's treat it as paying back your money."

Ye Ling'er looked at him in surprise, why is this guy so kind?However, he still put his hand down, reached out and took the bank note in his hand.Seeing the 500 taels written on it, the corners of Ye Ling'er's eyes twitched.Are all the sons and brothers of these big families so "generous"?Generous to extravagant.

"He only owes me 100 taels!"

Sima Feifei smiled slightly and said nonchalantly, "Take the rest as interest!"

"How can there be so much interest?" Ye Ling'er muttered, touched his bosom, and found that all the silver notes brought out today had been given to the old beggar, but he didn't like to take other people's money for no reason. !
While worrying, Sima Feifei said: "By the way, when I come out of the capital, I hope that my little brother can help me tell which restaurants and inns are better in the capital!"

"Huh? Restaurant and inn?" Ye Ling'er rolled her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said to him, "You are right to ask me, the best restaurant in the capital is Zuiyunlou, the best inn It is Shangri-La, but the prices in these two places are not generally expensive. For example, the cheapest cup of tea in Zuiyun Building costs one tael of silver, and the worst room in Shangri-La costs five taels of silver every day. Of course Well, these are nothing to you, Young Master Sima."

(End of this chapter)