Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me

A cold light flashed across Xiao Zhi's eyes, he straightened out his black attire, and strode toward the teahouse with the weapon that could be used as a sword and a transformable spear.

When Liu Feng saw it, he felt bad. The prince wouldn't kill his love rival, would he?

After thinking for a moment, he was frightened and hurriedly followed.

"Master, wait for me..."

Just as he was saying this, the figure in front of him had already disappeared.

Liufeng was afraid of tragedy, so he passed passers-by one after another and started to catch up.

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In the teahouse.

Shen Nian didn't know yet, but someone was coming with murderous intent.

Across two tables, she saw the person she was looking at.

He is a fairly good-looking young man, with a slightly thin figure and not particularly delicate facial features. Together, he can be considered a handsome young man.

It doesn’t look bad to people.

Li Xiuniang was quite satisfied. The only dissatisfaction was that the young master of the Ning family seemed too thin and could not even carry a bucket of water.

Then I thought about the good conditions of the Ning family. There were servants at home to serve them, so it was not a big deal if they couldn't do housework.

He calmly looked away and asked Shen Nian in a low voice, "Sister Nian, what do you think? Do you like it?"

Shen Nian shook his head and said bluntly: "No call."

It looked so weak that he was afraid that he would beat the person to death if he didn't pay attention.

Moreover, she likes people who have a sense of strength. Not to mention how strong they are, at least they have to have aura.

Although Li Xiuniang didn't understand what Sister Nian meant, she understood the word "no".

...I didn’t take a fancy to it.

The conditions of the Ning family are indeed good, but it's a pity that Sister Nian didn't like it.

It doesn't matter, if you didn't catch it, you didn't catch it. The younger generation of the Ning family looks a bit thin and doesn't match up well with Sister Nian.

"Forget it if you don't like it." After finally finding a suitable one, Li Xiuniang couldn't help but feel regretful, but she didn't show it on her face, "When we go back, Mom asked your aunt to reject the person."

"Yeah." Shen Nian's eyes curled up, and a smile filled her eyes, blooming like flowers.

This smile fell in the eyes of the handsome young man not far away.

The Ning family boy's face instantly turned crimson, and heat spread from his cheeks to his ears, and then to his whole body. He felt like he was about to be on fire.

That girl, that girl has such a beautiful smile.

The boy blushed and thought.

Shen Nian only glanced here when he first arrived. After realizing that the person he was looking at was not his type, he stopped paying attention.

There was an old scholar in the teahouse who was telling a story about the war god of Vietnam, the Prince.

The old man seemed to be a loyal supporter of that prince, and what he said was full of enthusiasm and emotion.

Shen Nian listened unconsciously.

The stories told by the storyteller had been spread all over Vietnam for a long time. Li Xiuniang didn't find it novel. After sitting for a while, she found it boring, so she said to her daughter: "Sister Nian, please sit here for a while while mother goes to buy some things..." "

Shen Nian took the time to look over, "Okay, I'll wait for my mother here."

After finishing his reply, his eyes were attracted to the storyteller on the stage.

"..." I've heard it so many times, why am I still not tired of it?

Li Xiuniang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shook her head and left the teahouse.

On the stage, the storyteller was talking about something wonderful.

A thin figure stopped beside Shen Nian.

Suddenly disturbed, she paused and looked at the person.

Seeing that he is the one he admires, Master Ning.

I didn't like it, but at least he came here specially, so Shen Nianle had to give him some face.

"Master Ning, do you want to share a table with me? Sit down."

Ning Zhaoxing met Shen Nian's eyes, his face heated up, he was stunned for a moment, and sat down next to her.

"Girl, girl also admires Prince Rong?" She mustered up the courage to say these words.

Prince Rong?

I'm talking about the God of War Prince...

Shen Nian hummed, "Not a bad impression."

The God of War of Dai Viet!

Who doesn't admire his iron-clad, selfless, and protective people for decades?

Ning Zhaoxing's eyes lit up when he heard her reply.

The blush that spread to the base of her ears grew hotter.

Does Miss Shen have a crush on him?

In just a few breaths, I thought a lot.

At this moment, Shen Nian was amused by the storyteller's words, 'our God of War, the Prince, is still a henpecker'.

The corners of her mouth were raised, her long eyelashes trembled, and a bright smile bloomed on her cheeks.

Ning Zhaoxing was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly beat very fast.

Sensing this sight, Shen Nian turned to look at him.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Ning Zhaoxing felt as if he was struck by electricity. He looked away in panic and stumbled, "No, it's nothing."

I was so nervous that I felt stiff, and I felt like my head and feet were in reverse.

His skin looked pale as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and it was especially obvious when he blushed.

Shen Nian could tell at a glance.

She frowned and said, "Your face is very red. Are you feeling hot?"

Ning Zhaoxing had not said a few words to the girl's family. He was so confused when talking to Shen Nian at such a close distance that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"No, no."

Shen Nian blinked, did this person stutter?

Remembering what her father had repeatedly emphasized before going out, not to expose others' shortcomings, she swallowed the words she almost blurted out.

He just said: "...If you feel uncomfortable, go back early."

Ning Zhaoxing was a simple man and thought that Miss Shen was caring about him, which made him cheer up.

Shen Nian noticed the man's mood swings and pursed his lips, "..."

"Thank you, Miss Shen, for your concern. I, I don't feel bad." Ning Zhaoxing grinned. Without Pianpian, only the young master was left.

Shen Nian even saw the honesty in that handsome face.

Stuttering and stupid.

well!

This is the first blind date in this life, it really makes the listener cry.

Shen Nian's eyes flashed, he looked at Young Master Ning intently, and asked, "Has Young Master Ning seen a tiger?"

Ning Zhaoxing was stunned for a moment, forgetting even his nervousness, and asked blankly: "What tiger? But...a beast in the mountains?"

"Yes." Shen Nian nodded, "Have you seen it?"

Young Master Ning hurriedly shook his head, "Of course I have never seen such ferocious beasts. Why do you ask this, girl?"

That’s right!

Shen Nian smiled slyly, with excitement in his eyes, "I've seen it before, and I even killed one with my own hands."

Have you ever killed a tiger? !

Ning Zhaoxing's face was filled with astonishment, "Girl, don't make fun of me..."

"Who said I was joking? I never joke." Shen Nian said seriously, "The tiger skin is still there, very complete. If you want to see me, I will bring it to you some other time..."

He looked very serious and didn't seem to be joking.

Ning Zhaoxing's heart skipped a beat.

...it's true.

He quietly raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Nian, his eyes fixed on her thin white wrist for a moment.

How could such a slender body kill a tiger?

Thinking that Miss Shen was testing him, Ning Zhaoxing smiled shyly, "Okay, I'll wait to see the tiger skin that the girl beats."

Shen Nian choked, "..."

Careless!

Since this doesn't scare anyone, then...

She picked up the snacks on the table and put the plate in front of Ning Zhaoxing.

"Master Ning, eat pastries. The pastries in this teahouse taste good."