After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

money!

Stacks of hundred-yuan bills were neatly stacked in stacks.

Hu Ben had never seen so much money before, his eyes were like copper bells, and when he reacted, he quickly tied the bag mouth: "I don't want it!"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.

He was anxious: "Say this is not a business, I don't want money!"

Quite aggrieved.

"You don't have to pay to go in and out of the bar? You don't have to pay for ordering a package?"

Tiger Ben was embarrassed.

Jiang Fuyue pushed directly in front of him: "This is not a reward, it is a fee, a total of 100,000. More refunds and less compensation, don't forget to keep accounts."

"Okay!" Hu Ben nodded again and again.

"Call me if you have news." After speaking, Jiang Fuyue got up and left.

Watching the person walk away, Hu Ben withdrew his gaze, quickly took the money into his arms in the next second, and looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly, he paused, lowered his head, and stared blankly at the black plastic bag in his arms, feeling the heavy weight of one hundred thousand dollars, but his eyes suddenly became blank.

If he remembered correctly, Jiang Fuyue carried this plastic bag when he came, and after sitting down, he put it at his feet like throwing garbage. Who would have thought that it contained money?

Of course, none of this matters.

Importantly, why is she carrying so much cash with her?

Like knowing it would work...

The night wind swept past and poured into his neck, Hu Ben shivered, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his back was already soaked.

...

The moment she passed Zhong Ziang, Jiang Fuyue did not recognize him, but she still kept her eyes fixed.

Zhong Shao: "?" What does it mean?

"Jiang Fuyue, stop!"

The feet did not stop, deaf.

Zhong Ziang was so excited, he chased after him, a go-ahead blocked the way, and now she has to stop if she doesn't stop.

"Get out of the way." The tone suddenly became cold, and the dark pupils under the street lamp reflected a stern light.

"Don't let me," the young man laughed wildly and unrestrainedly.

Handsome is handsome, cool is cool, but extra...

Jiang Fuyue moved her fingertips lightly, her hand itching.

When Zhong Ziang saw her clenching his fists, he immediately became vigilant. He resisted and did not retreat. He shouted with a thick neck, "I'll warn you, gentleman, don't say anything! If you do this again, I'll be rude!"

"First of all, I never said that I was a gentleman. Second, I didn't intend to do it, but your words successfully aroused my curiosity, and I just wanted to see how you could be rude."

After finishing speaking, before Zhong Zian could react, he directly punched.

boom--

Fast and accurate.

Until Jiang Fuyue stopped and left, he hadn't reacted, and his eyes were covered in circles.

half an hour-

I was beaten?

groove!

I was beaten by her again? !

Mom, the Linhuai routine is too deep, I want to go back to the imperial capital!

However, Jiang Fuyue left the scene without any burden after teaching herself how to be a person.

Turning the corner is the main road, so I don't worry about Zhong Ziang catching up. Even if she catches up, it's a big deal to teach again, anyway, she has time.

Suddenly, Jiang Fuyue stopped in place, her stern gaze fell not far ahead.

I saw a tall figure turning out from behind the corner, the street light was dim, hitting the man's indifferent and handsome face, with a hazy texture that added mystery.

"Miss Jiang has done her hands on my nephew again and again, is it appropriate?" Her calm voice and indifferent eyes did not contain the slightest anger, but it made one's shoulders sink.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes slowly, even though there was a natural height difference between the two, her aura didn't fall, "I think Mr. Xie should ask your nephew first, he has blocked me again and again, is this appropriate? ?"

Xie Dingyuan frowned.

Jiang Fuyue went straight forward, and when she passed him, she suddenly said, "A life without being beaten is incomplete, so I don't mind letting you all feel it..."

you?

After speaking, without giving the other party any time to react, Jiang Fuyue ran up to him, grabbed the man's wrist with his left hand, buckled his biceps with the other hand, his feet were parallel to his shoulders and slightly wider than his shoulders, and then slammed forward... …

Xie Dingyuan only felt a fragrance fill his chest, the woman's breath was close at hand, and through the thin cloth, a strange and novel touch washed over his brain, making him startled and unable to move.

Suddenly, the body lightened, and then, the eyes and the foreground turned around.

When he reacted, he had already fallen to the ground, and the woman was standing beside him, looking down at him with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Have you felt it? Uncle Zhong Ziang."

At that moment, the confusion in Xie Dingyuan's eyes was exactly the same as that in his nephew's eyes not long ago.

"you--"

"Last time you threw me, this time I threw you," Jiang Fuyue interrupted him, "It's fair that we have a relationship, isn't it?"

After saying that, regardless of the other party's reaction, he left.

After two minutes.

Zhong Ziang clutched his chin and chased him out of the alley. When he saw Xie Dingyuan slammed into the brakes, he put his hand down: "Cough... Uncle, when did you follow me?"

"Just arrived."

Then you shouldn't have seen him beaten by Jiang Fuyue, right?

Zhong Ziang put his palm against the trouser leg, and began to rub back and forth secretly, trying to rub off the mud on it.

At the same time, Xie Dingyuan calmly smoothed the folds of his cuffs.

"Then... Uncle, did you see Jiang Fuyue going out from here?"

"No."

"Oh." Suddenly, Zhong Ziang's eyes fell on Xie Dingyuan's shoulder, as if he saw something incredible.

The latter looked at himself, and in the next second, his eyebrows twitched.

Zhong Ziang swallowed his saliva and said unsurely, "Uncle, your shoulders seem to be... stained with ashes?"

To be honest, he didn't quite believe it.

Xie Dingyuan's obsession with cleanliness has reached the point where even someone like Xie Yunzao who is accustomed to tolerance accepts incompetence. Usually, his shirts and trousers can't find the slightest fold, so how could he allow dust on his shoulders?

"Well," Xie Dingyuan's expression remained unchanged, "I didn't pay attention, it was dirty."

Zhong Ziang nodded, his eyes dazed again, why, why are there also on his trouser legs?

"Go home." Xie Dingyuan raised his chin and motioned him to go forward.

Zhong Ziang was full of doubts, and the clouds drifted forward in a sullen manner.

Xie Dingyuan was half a step behind, with a calm attitude.

If Zhong Ziang went around behind him at this time, he would find that his old uncle was not only on the shoulders and trouser legs, but his entire back was covered in gray, wrinkled, like a lump of oil...

It's a pity that Young Master Zhong didn't have this consciousness. Now he only wants to think: I have a little secret that must not be discovered!

Xie Dingyuan: Well, I also have a little secret.

At this time, the "secret creator" Jiang Fuyue had swaggered across the road and stopped in front of a barbecue stall——

"Ten catties of crayfish, fifty strings of treasure in the palm of your hand, forty strings of squid whiskers, thirty pieces of roasted tofu, plus twenty pieces of garlic eggplant, and ten pieces of chicken wings—packed."

Boss: "?" The dog was dumbfounded.

Diner: "!" Arrogant!

Jiang Fuyue: "Remember to bake it, not too spicy."

"...Okay, okay."

Jiang Fuyue: You may not believe it. Both of these nephews and uncles have been beaten by me.