C530 Sister Lun's plea

As Song Zilian spoke, she pretended to not care about Xu Qingmo and turned her head arrogantly, but at the same time, she wanted to see Xu Qingmo's reaction. She kept glancing at Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo could only shake his head speechlessly. This Song Zilian, he was simply too stupid, how could he actually think that he liked her?

Xu Qingmo circled around Song Zilian and continued walking.

"What is it? "You don't dare to admit it?"

"Did I see through your thoughts?"

"If I'm not shy, why would a man like you be shy?"

"You still want me to like you with this?" Song Zilian said as if he had been shot by a cannon.

Xu Qingmo stopped and turned, staring at Song Zilian, he scared Song Zilian and retreated a step, his hands protecting his chest.

"Firstly, I don't like you."

"Second, I don't want to talk to you."

"Third, don't think too highly of yourself."

Xu Qingmo said one sentence after another, then turned around again.

When Song Zilian heard this, she was so angry that her face turned red, and her chest swelled up.

"What did you say?" "I was acting out of love?" Song Zilian shouted, "From what I see, you must have a guilty conscience, liking a woman doesn't even dare to confess. What kind of man are you to not like me? Alright, then never ever confess to me. People like you can't possibly like you.

Song Zilian shouted as if sshe was going to explode. Looking at Xu Qingmo's back, he hoped that he could turn around and lower his head to him.

But Xu Qingmo did not. His footsteps did not pause even for a moment, as if Song Zilian was just a stranger to him.

Just then, a carriage stopped beside Xu Qingmo.

Ever since yellow carriages were common, they rarely appeared, but it was not as if there were none. Most of them were owned by rich families and were extremely precious.

The dark wooden door which was engraved with an exquisite golden pattern opened and an elegant figure in a qipao stepped down gently. Her slender legs startled the whole morning.

Sister Lun! Sister Lun of the teahouse!

Sister Lun was a famous beauty in the Sky Guards. The reason why her teahouse was able to become the number one teahouse of the Sky Guards, other than being an outstanding storyteller, her Sister Lun name also played a key role.

Legend has it that many big shots of the Sky Guards wanted to take over the Sister Lun, but Sister Lun had always been pure and clean, never getting involved with any men, and those big shots who tried to use force in the end were not big shots.

As a result, amongst the Sky Guards, the Sister Lun was a woman that was hard to reach.

However, why would this Sister Lun, the goddess in the Sky Guard's heart, appear on this chaotic street at this time?

"Hello, Mr. Chen. I wonder if I can have the honor of inviting you to meet me in the car." Sister Lun arrived in front of Xu Qingmo and politely bowed his head.

"That's the Sister Lun! Heavens, it's so beautiful!"

"She actually left the teahouse!"

"Who is the man she invited, he's actually carrying one in his arms!"

"This man is so powerful, to actually be able to make Sister Lun kneel down and greet him!"

"If Sister Lun could only look at me once, I would be willing to die."

Some of the people around recognized the Sister Lun and exclaimed out loud.

Xu Qingmo looked at the woman in front of him, and after a moment, nodded his head lightly.

Sister Lun immediately smiled, her smile like Yan, and quickly turned around to invite Xu Qingmo to get on the carriage first.

Xu Qingmo placed Song Zixuan on top of the carriage, then got on, and then stretched out a hand. The Sister Lun smiled lightly, extended his hand and grabbed Song Zixuan's hand, borrowing the force to get on the carriage.

The exquisite carriage started to move once again, leaving behind the astonished Song Zilian.

Song Zilian was stunned, she had been stunned the moment she had seen the Sister Lun.

When she saw the Sister Lun yesterday, she was already shocked to the core. She felt that how could there be such a temperament in this world, even though they were both women, her heart was still filled with shock.

Song Zilian had always thought that she was very beautiful, but because her condition was not good, her dressing changed her. Even so, she was still a beauty that caught people's attention, but in front of Sister Lun, she felt like an ugly duckling, wishing that she could bury her head under her wings.

Fortunately, Sister Lun and her were people from different worlds, and there was no harm if there was no comparison.

But just now, Sister Lun suddenly appeared and politely invited that guy. That was her Sister Lun's private carriage, just like a girl's room, it was impossible to let the opposite sex get on easily.

However, it seemed as if it was an honor for the Sister Lun to be able to invite that guy.

However, just a moment ago, he was still cursing that guy as a pauper. It was impossible for him to be liked by a woman again.

Now that Sister Lun had appeared, all of her words before had turned into a small palm that continuously slapped her face.

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Song Zilian felt that her face was burning in pain, she couldn't help but want to catch up, but after taking a step, she was almost knocked down by the person beside him.

Raising his head, he saw that they were several porters wearing short combats. One by one, they squeezed their way forward and bumped into him. Immediately, he turned his head to look at them before turning his head away in disgust.

Before Song Zilian could understand what was going on, she was pushed in her back again. A porter wearing the same clothes ran past him as she cursed.

"Where did this ugly bastard come from? Don't block my way to see the Sister Lun."

A few porters ran over to the place where Sister Lun had alighted and took a deep breath of the air, as if they were trying to absorb all the air left in Sister Lun's body.

"Ugly bastard," Song Zilian's mind resounded with that phrase again and again.

Compared to the Sister Lun, she was just an ugly monster, yet the Chen Qingyi that he, this ugly freak despised, rejected, and scolded, actually received a personal invitation from the Sister Lun!

"Third, don't think too highly of yourself!"

Xu Qingmo's words rang out once again, causing Song Zilian to squat down in shame. He felt that he was just an ugly duckling full of jokes.

In the carriage that was moving steadily forward, Xu Qingmo carried Song Zixuan and sat. He was not anxious at all, and quietly looked at the Sister Lun who was making tea.

"Mr. Chen said yesterday that he likes to drink my Green Spiral Spring." Sister Lun said, "I am honored to be tossing and turning at night and to not be able to sleep. I specially prepared the treasured Blue Spiral Spring this morning to invite Mr. Chen to take a pint."

With that, Sister Lun handed the teacup in her hand to Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo received it, and his fingers unavoidably came into contact with Sister Lun's fingers.

Sister Lun's fingertip instantly trembled and a red blush suddenly appeared on her face. She lowered her eyebrows and slightly shook her eyelashes.

If it was any other man seeing this scene, he would immediately be captivated by Sister Lun and bow down to her.

But Xu Qingmo had come from the twenty-first century, and had never seen any kind of beautiful woman s methods before.

Having come from a tea house's mistress, she had long since cultivated the Seven Apertures Mystical Heart and danced with her long sleeves. If she was still this shy, the teahouse would have collapsed long ago.

Therefore, all of the things they had just said was just an act on the part of the Sister Lun to seduce Xu Qingmo.

Xu Qingmo remained expressionless as he drank the tea and returned the empty cup back to the room.

The Sister Lun did not mock Xu Qingmo for his ridiculous way of drinking tea, but continued to pour tea.

Xu Qingmo drank three cups in a row before finally stopping and lowering his head to look at Song Zixuan who was on her knees. Song Zixuan was still dizzy, this little girl, she couldn't even be stained by a single drop of wine.

Sister Lun finally opened his mouth: "Mr. Chen seems to be a little confused as to why I invited you to the car."

Xu Qingmo said: "Whether you know or not, I am already in your car, is there any difference?"

"What Mr. Chen said is right. The one who should be hurried should be me." The Sister Lun said emotionally, then suddenly bent her head down and placed half of her body on the tea table, making a pleading posture.

Seeing Sister Lun's position, Xu Qingmo's eyes narrowed, but he did not immediately speak up.

Sister Lun said softly: "I plead for Mister Chen to save Xiao Yun."

Xu Qingmo said indifferently: "What is it?"

"Mr. Chen agreed?" The Sister Lun said in surprise.

"You first." Xu Qingmo said.

Sister Lun's eyes revealed a hint of gloom as she spoke out the words she had prepared beforehand.

"My name is Bing Ruyun, Mr. Chen can just call me Xiao Yun."

"The Misty Flower Tea House was given to me by my father. It is my only chance with the Sky Guards."

"Usually, I rely on my father's shadow and an uncle's protection to help protect me, so the teahouse is quite stable."

"But Mr. Chen also saw yesterday, there are always grievances in the teahouse. Yesterday's incident happened more than once. Little Yun is slowly losing her strength and the prestige left behind by her father is also getting smaller and smaller."

"Recently, father's great enemy returned and threatened to destroy the Yanhua Teahouse. He wanted to avenge that year and to take away my virginity!"

"Uncle's abilities are limited. If he can't stop such a great enemy, the Yan Hua Tea House and this little girl are in danger."

"Yesterday, I saw Mister Chen's power and it really enchanted me. I thought about it for a night, and now I have the guts to come and ask for Mister Chen's help this morning."

"Please protect this little girl, Mr. Chen!"

The Sister Lun was very pitiful and once again, bowed down in worship at the tea table.

Xu Qingmo said indifferently: "Oh, you want me to save you?"

"Mister Chen is a young hero, I presume …"

"Why should I save you?" Xu Qingmo interrupted.

Sister Lun was startled, she slowly stood up, bit her red lips and stood up.

"I made up my mind last night. If Mr. Chen doesn't help, then I will no longer have Yan Hua Teahouse and my daughter. So, as long as Mr. Chen is willing to protect my daughter, I am willing to offer my Yan Hua Teahouse!"

"Oh, Xu Qingmo said indifferently."

"Also …" Sister Lun began to raise her head, revealing her slender and tender neck, and lifted her hand to unbutton her qipao.

"Rather than letting my body benefit from a great enemy, I might as well offer it up to Mr. Chen." Sister Lun's face was sad, causing people's hearts to ache, "Rest assured Mr. Chen, although I am taking care of the teahouse, but I am still clean and healthy, and still am."

With that, the Sister Lun unbuttoned her clothes, and the cheongsam wrapped tightly around her body was about to fall.

Xu Qingmo reached out a hand and pressed down on the falling clothes.

"I agree." Xu Qingmo opened the car door and carried Song Zixuan out.

Sister Lun quickly held down her clothes, leaned her head out and said: "Sir Chen, do you want to know the realm of the great enemy?"

Xu Qingmo was still far away, his words lightly floating in the morning wind.

"It's fine."

"That's a grandmaster!" Sister Lun muttered to herself as she buttoned her shirt and watched Xu Qingmo's back. "Are you really not afraid?"