According to Mu sining's temperament, Su Miaomiao knows that sooner or later there will be trouble. The young master Bai in Mu Guiming's mouth should be Bai Ziyan. If so, Su Miaomiao can't think of anything else besides Qian Baoyin.

I didn't expect that Qian Baoyin was still an infatuated person. His engagement with Bai Ziyan had been terminated, and he tried every means to meet Bai Ziyan. No wonder he was always in shenxuying camp. According to his skill, if he wanted to avoid Qian Baoyin, he was not caught by hand?

In the final analysis, Mu Guiming helped Su Miaomiao when she was in trouble. If you want to say Mu Guiming's kindness to her, she would have paid it off for a long time. However, if Su Miaomiao doesn't help her, it's not suitable. What's more, in the end, she can still get a reward. No one can't get along with money.

"Grandfather mu, don't worry about this. I'll go to find Mr. Bai and go downstairs to answer the appointment. You'll just go back and wait for my news." Su Miaomiao finished, gave Mu Guiming a reassuring look, and then went out of the door.

On the other side, Qian Baoyin and others take Mu sining to Zhuxia.

The bamboo downstairs is the best restaurant in Wenxing county. Qian Baoyin spent 20000 taels of silver to cover the three floors of the bamboo downstairs.

As soon as Qian Baoyin and Guo Changying came downstairs, they quickly put down their books and went up to meet them.

Although the bamboo downstairs, every day is reserved in advance, but the owner also told him last time, as long as someone is willing to do ten times the injustice, then they bamboo downstairs, is willing to break this example for him, and this is the big gold owner of bamboo downstairs.

"Miss Qian, the third floor has been cleaned up for you. Please follow me." Guo Changying personally took Qian Baoyin and them to the third floor, but it seems that they have no plan to have dinner, so they prepared some snacks and fruits first.

Tong Ren is pressing Mu sining to stand on one side. Mu sining is in pain and can't stand up at all. If it wasn't for holding the bracelet on his hand, he would not have been able to hold on for a long time.

Over there, Qian Baoyin was sitting in front of the table, fiddling with the tea cups on the table. Fang Jingrong had just poured him a cup of tea when he heard the eager footsteps on the stairs.

Fang Yuanning just knew that Qian Baoyin and Fang Jingrong had come downstairs. These days, he went to find Qian's eldest daughter every day, but he never thought about it. He was rejected. Now that Fang Jingrong has just come back from the Yuzhou government, Qian's eldest daughter actually went downstairs to eat with Zhu. It's unbearable.

This is clearly his future daughter-in-law. Fang Jingrong is just a commoner. How could he make a decision on him?

When he went upstairs, Fang Yuanning was even more angry when he saw the Qian family's eldest daughter sitting on the same table with Fang Jingrong.

But in front of Qian Baoyin, he can only swallow the bad breath first, and then find a chance to settle accounts with Fang Jingrong, but he is not a fool, so he won't let them have the chance to be alone.

When he saw Fang Yuanning, Qian Baoyin frowned. Why did he come?

Seeing Qian Baoyin's look of disgust, Fang Yuanning recorded the tone on Fang Jingrong's head.

"Miss Qian, I've made an appointment with you for several times, but you don't come out. Why are you so excited now and come down to bamboo for dinner“ Fang Yuanning said and sat opposite Qian Baoyin. Qian Baoyin didn't want to talk to Fang Yuanning.

Fang Yuanning was so angry that he could hardly bear to be neglected.

"Miss Qian, you don't know that Jingrong's aunt died not long ago. Do you know how she died?" Fang Yuanning glanced at Fang Jingrong with disdain in his eyes: "his aunt is king Jing's concubine. Somehow, she doesn't know how to die. The funny thing is that King Jing's house doesn't even want to give her a title. In the end, she doesn't even have a decent graveyard. In the end, she is a concubine and wants to take the place of the main room. She can't blame others for this. It's her fault."

Fang Yuanning's eyes were filled with disgust, disdain and ridicule, which made Fang Jingrong angry. His palm secretly clenched his fist. No matter how to say that death is great, Fang Yuanning should never slander his aunt.

"Fang Yuanning, my aunt is dead. You don't have to slander her like this now, do you?" Even before, Fang Jingrong how to be a man with his tail in Yuzhou Marquis's mansion, but this Feng Tingting is his aunt in the end. If he doesn't say one or two words for her, it's really heartless.

"Oh, now you can still talk back. Why. Is what I said wrong? Your aunt is just a small concubine's room. At the beginning, I didn't know what method was used, so I climbed into King Jing's bed. King Jing was forced to be helpless, so I accepted her as concubine. To say, what's in the bone is something left by my ancestors. I can't change it. " Fang Yuanning pauses and continues: "Miss Qian, you should be careful. Fang Jingrong's blood is the blood of the Feng family. Maybe he has something wrong with your Qian family."

Fang Jingrong tries his best to suppress his anger. Fang Yuanning not only slanders his aunt, but also brings in the Feng family. How can he endure this humiliation as a man?

"Why, I'm right. No, Miss Qian, I know that Fang Jingrong is full of bad water. It's definitely a bad idea to follow you." Fang Yuanning doesn't believe it. Fang Jingrong is just a commoner. For so many years, he has been inferior to him in Yuzhou Marquis's mansion. The lady of Qian family is not blind. How can she look up to him as a commoner?

This Fang Yuanning is really hateful. Qian Baoyin wants to take advantage of others' efforts to drink tea quietly.

"Well, you two are fighting!" Qian Baoyin, who covers his ears, gives Fang Yuanning and Fang Jingrong a look of disgust.

"Miss Qian, it's us who have ruined your interest." Fang Jingrong said, getting up and grabbing Fang Yuanning's arm.

Fang Yuanning a pick eyebrow: "how, want to fight?"

"Miss Qian is here to drink tea. If we have anything to talk about, let's go outside and make it clear." Fang Jingrong said and released Fang Yuanning's arm.

Fang Yuanning patted the place where Fang Jingrong grabbed his arm just now, with a look of disgust: "OK, just go out, don't you think I'm afraid of you?"

One after the other, they went out of the bamboo and went downstairs. Fang Jingrong was in front, and Fang Yuanning was closely behind him.

In a deep alley, there is a Yizhuang, and few people walk in the street on weekdays.

"Fang Jingrong, I tell you, you don't pee. Look at yourself. You want to marry Miss Qian. I tell you, it's impossible. My father said that this Miss Qian belongs to me. Don't blame me for being impolite if you think about it again." Fang Yuanning said, spitting on the ground.