The cup broke to the ground immediately, and the hot tea splashed directly on the man's hand.
"Fifth master! Are your hands all right?"
When the servant who was sweeping saw Su Qian's behavior of breaking the tea cup, he was almost out of his wits. The other party quickly brought good scald medicine and came to Su Qian.
Unexpectedly, Su Qian just looked at the newspaper with fixed eyes as if he hadn't heard his words.
The radian of a man's lip angle soon becomes a straight line.
His eyes were as bright as the wind and rain in the future.
——What happened to my little niece in the time I didn't know? How can you share an umbrella with a man?
In this era, holding an umbrella together is definitely a very close distance.
Although Kyushu has not paid as much attention to men's and women's defense as it used to.
But most men know that if a woman is willing to hold the same umbrella with you, at least two people have a deep affection.
……
"Fifth master, please allow me to give you medicine..."
The servant was worried about whether Su Qian's hand would be hurt.
But Su Qian shook his head directly.
"I'll do it myself."
He took the ointment with a dull look and applied it to the injured hand bit by bit. Although there was severe pain on his skin, it was not as strong as the worry in his heart.
When on earth did you care so much about this little niece?
Su Qian didn't want to think about it.
He glanced at the newspaper, and the headline that Su Qinghuan seemed to have a new lover was particularly dazzling.
And the large photo proved that Su Qian had an impulse to tear up the newspaper.
Throughout the whole text, Su Qinghuan and Xin Huan's identity are not stated here.
The other party may be afraid of the reputation of Mubei City, did not announce the name of Mubei City, and it was a rainy day, and the picture was very blurred.
Only Su Qinghuan could see half of his facial features, while the man only showed his hand holding a big black umbrella.
This is another black-and-white photo, just a slender and bony hand. Who can tell who Mu Bei City is?
There is even gossip in the newspaper about whether Su Qinghuan learned the noble women trend of Dongchen country and decided to keep a little wolf dog after divorce.
……
Su Qian felt that even breathing became difficult at the moment.
Just when the man felt very uncomfortable, a beautiful voice like a yellow warbler sounded in his ear.
"Fifth master, let hong'er bandage your wound?"
The little servant girl who claimed to be hong'er was only 16 years old, but she had a beautiful face. She was the one Su Qian noticed at a glance when she was in metropolis.
It's not because of how nice the other person is.
But this little servant girl, between her eyebrows and eyes, is somewhat similar to her cheap niece.
Especially when you laugh, that kind of God seems hard to describe.
But hong'er is much inferior. She doesn't have that frightening demeanor. She is more like a pity little girl next door.
Not knowing what was going on at that time, Su Qian pointed away at the boss of metropolis.
——That girl, I took it.
The boss of metropolis had never seen Su Qian treat a woman like this before. He immediately flattered and handed over hong'er's deed of sale to Su Qian.
And hong'er also thought that she might have entered the man's eyes and could fly up the branches and become a phoenix in the future.
Who would have thought that the other party just took her home and let the housekeeper place a small role as a sweeping maid at will.
……
"No."
The man shook his head directly at the smiling, delicate and shy little girl. He narrowed his eyes. Obviously, there was not much difference between his eyebrows and eyes, but when he saw hong'er, he didn't feel that his heart was grabbed.
"You go down."
Su Qian brushed his fingers impatiently. He took the white cloth from hong'er and prepared to wrap it himself.
I used to think I was just a little greedy for Su Qinghuan's beautiful young skin.
But when I think about it carefully, the little servant girl in front of me is even younger than Su Qinghuan. She hasn't even married or divorced, and she never knows about men and women.
When I met him, I was also extremely respectful and enthusiastic.
However, the little fox didn't come to shake his heart.
……
"Prepare a car and go to Su's residence."
Su Qian wrapped up his wound and was ready to go.
But he didn't wait for Su Qinghuan in Su's residence.
Because the Baile gate is about to open these two days, Su Qinghuan has been staying at the Baile gate and ordered everyone to step up publicity.
When Su Qian arrived at the Baile gate, he saw Su Qinghuan sitting in the imperial concubine's chair and lazily ordering others to work.
Some people are very strange. Even lying in a rocking chair may make you want to look up.
She is as lazy as a cat, but she can't make life a little blasphemous.
……
At the moment Su Qian approached, Su Qinghuan saw it.
She smiled.
"Oh, what's the wind that brings Uncle Wu? Does Uncle Wu want to see my niece's joke this time?"
"Should the fifth uncle know? Bailemen has obtained the qualification for opening. It will open on the fifth of this month. Please hold a show."
It's an invitation, but its mouth is like a sharp sword.
She was mocking herself.
Su Qian clearly felt the provocative meaning in the girl's eyes.
Obviously, I should be angry at the little girl's disrespect.
But seeing Su Qinghuan's smile at the moment, Su Qian only felt his heart tightening more and more.
The pain can't be ignored.
"Su Qinghuan, tell me, who is that man?"
"What man? Do you mean these young guys working in Bailemen?"
Su Qinghuan deliberately answered the question and pointed to the people who were still moving things around with the imperial concubine fan.
"You --"
Su Qian was almost spitting out old blood because of Su Qinghuan's disobedient attitude.
He took a deep breath.
"I'm talking about the Jiangcheng morning post. You should know who was walking beside you in the heavy rain that day?"
"... the fifth uncle came here for this. Don't the fifth uncle know how I got the business qualification certificate of Bailemen?"
Su Qinghuan smiled with a smile. The mockery and provocation in her eyes made Su Qian almost want to press her throat and ask her not to be so angry with herself.
Su Qian closed his eyes slightly in order to calm his emotions.
"Is that the new governor?"
After a second, he looked at the girl in front of him.
"Su Qinghuan, I kindly remind you not to have anything to do with those warlords, otherwise you won't know where to die."
"Don't bother Uncle Wu to worry about me. After all, you may be one of the people who want me to die without a place to bury?"
“……”
Su Qian almost wanted to brush his sleeve out.
But I can't deny her words.
At least, during the time when he had an interest dispute with Su Qinghuan, he really watched too many things that hurt her.