City: Start with a commercial street as a reward

"Xiaoyue actually lives in such a place?" Nie Xiaowen looked at the building in front of him and said with a look of surprise.

In front of you is a manor, European style, covering a large area, behind is an artificial hill, in front of an open meadow, silver alloy fence encloses the meadow, and on the periphery is a row of landscape trees with the height of the wall, at a glance, very magnificent.

Yang Zixing was not surprised at all, he found out early on that Su Jingyue's background was not ordinary, otherwise a college student who was studying without any source of income would dare to give away hundreds of thousands of pianos casually, really thinking that the banknotes were printed on white paper?

Not long after, Su Jingyue ran out wearing a long skirt: "Master, Sister Xiaowen, are you here?" Come in!" "Xiaoyue

is so beautiful today!" Nie Xiaowen boasted.

Su Jingyue blushed shyly: "Sister Xiaowen, you are making fun of me again, I haven't finished

my makeup yet!" She turned her head: "You go eat something first, I'll clean up, finish my makeup, and then come over to accompany you

!" "You go!" Nie Xiaowen said.

Su Jingyue carried a long skirt and hurriedly ran back to the room, but was blocked by a person at the door.

"Tell me honestly, what did you just do?" asked a curvaceous woman of her age, dressed in a short red robe.

"Huh?" Su Jingyue was startled, "Sister Qiong, you almost scared me to death!" suddenly appeared, without saying hello!"

"Hmph, don't change the topic, run out halfway through makeup, who are you going to see?" He Qiong's eyes were sharp.

"I didn't see anyone!" Su Jingyue snorted, "I went to the bathroom just now, Sister Qiong, I'm still waiting to go out to meet someone, so don't get in my way

!" "Who are you fooling!I've just come from the bathroom!" He Qiong pursed her lips and leaned into her ear, "Is he coming

?" Su Jingyue was stunned and asked, "You, who are you talking about?"

"I stammered when I spoke, it seems that I was right!" He Qiong nodded, " Don't think I don't know, I don't think about tea and dinner during this time, who is it for, don't you count it yourself

?" Su Jingyue suddenly panicked: "Don't talk nonsense, what I am talking to him is not what you think, he is my master

!" "Not what I thought? I didn't say what you have to do with it!" She stared at Su Jingyue and said with a smile, "Are you not a self-recruit?" "Sister Qiong!" Su

Jingyue stomped her feet and said coquettishly.

"Okay!Okay!I'll let you go for the time being!" She stepped aside and let her in, and suddenly asked, "What's his name?" "

Yang, Yang Zixing!" "Yang Zixing

?" He Qiong thought for a while, confirmed that she hadn't heard this sentence, and then looked up at Jing Yue's shy face, and shook her head secretly.

She has always hoped that Jingyue and Yutang will come together, but unfortunately that kid is too useless, for so many years, not only has she not made half a point of progress, but she has let a person who appeared halfway cut off her beard, thinking of this, she was angry for a while.

With her understanding of Jingyue, that kid in Yutang is out of play.

On the other side, in a corner of the manor, He Yutang's gaze had been staring at a person for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the person looked like the person who sent Jing Yue back to school the day before yesterday, and finally he couldn't help it and walked straight over.

"What is your relationship with Jingyue?" he stopped Yang Zixing's way, his eyes were gloomy, and he asked straight to the point.

Yang Zixing looked at the person in front of him, "Who are you?" "

You don't need to know who I am, you just need to answer my questions."

Yang Zixing couldn't help frowning, if the other party's tone was better, he might have answered this question, but this guy looked arrogant, as if someone owed him millions, and suddenly lost his patience.

"Let's go, let's go over there!" he directly ignored the person in front of him, and was about to turn around and leave with Xiaowen.

After all, today is Su Jingyue's birthday party, for her sake, I won't worry about this guy for the time being.

However, he didn't want to deal with this man, but the other party didn't intend to let him go.

"Are you deaf? I'm asking you!" he stepped forward and grabbed it.

Yang Zixing took a wrong step, dodged his outstretched hand, and looked at him coldly.

He Yutang grabbed his right hand empty, stunned, and grabbed his collar again.

The next moment, Yang Zixing made a move like lightning, grabbed his wrist, and then the sound of bone friction sounded.

He Yutang's eyes widened, his face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and a sharp pain spread from his wrist to the whole body.

"You...... You let go!" he cried out in pain through gritted teeth, never expecting the other party to suddenly make a move.

"What if you don't let it go?" asked Yang Zixing lightly.

This guy walked over inexplicably, putting on a look of being underbeaten, and he even wanted to do something to him just now, if it was on other occasions, he would have beaten this guy so much that he didn't even know his mother.

"Little young man, at first glance, it is a lack of social beatings, your mother has not taught you, when you ask others, should you be polite?" he said, adding strength to his hand.

"It hurts, it hurts!" He Yutang suddenly couldn't bear it, and exclaimed in pain with sweat on his head

, "Let go! If you don't let go, I'll call someone!" Yang Zixing was indifferent

: "Then you can call it!" He Yutang's tears were about to come out: "It's broken! If you don't let go, it's broken! Please, can't

you?" Yang Zixing let go of his hand: "Isn't it over like this earlier?"