Crying in anger, pretending to be in love with the villain after wearing a real daughter

Under the tiled eaves, the lanterns were swaying in the wind.

The dim light shines on the woman's beautiful face, her eyes are full of sincerity and goodwill.

Bei Mingping looked a little stunned, and after a while he came back to his senses, "Miss...is there anything else you can do?"

Nan Qingfeng looked at his expression and knew he had taken the bait.

Her "third brother" is a well-known playboy in Beijing.

Playing with birds and fighting dogs is lustful, and the same is not lost.

This gorgeous face is similar to her original face, with outstanding beauty, it is easy to capture him.

Nan Qingfeng let go of him and straightened his body.

"To be honest, the little girl's face was originally just like that of the young master... But she recovered after taking the medicine from a miracle doctor. There is still a little bit of the medicine given by the miracle doctor. If the young master doesn't dislike it..."

As she spoke, she reached into her wide sleeves and pretended to take out a porcelain bottle.

He wanted to hand it to Bei Mingping, but thought of something and took it back.

"If I suddenly gave you medicine to treat your face like this, you might suspect that I have ulterior motives, right? I think so. I suddenly met a woman on the road and said that it could cure your face. It was indeed a bit strange. It was me who was abrupt..."

Nan Qingfeng nodded, bowed, turned around and left.

"Hey wait!"

Bei Mingping stretched out his hand to hold her.

Nan Qingfeng looked back at his hand that was pulling her, frowning displeasedly, lowering her eyes, suppressing her disgust, and pulled the sleeve out of his hand without leaving a trace.

"Master?"

"That medicine... I wonder if the girl is willing to give up her love?"

Bei Mingping was also skeptical at first.

Just because the Beiming family is in Shangjing, together with the Helian, Shangguan and Murong families, they are called the four major families.

The four major families appear to be harmonious on the surface, but in reality there are turbulent undercurrents and countless plots against each other.

Who knows if this beautiful woman in front of him was sent by some family to plot against him.

But when he saw this beauty turning around and about to leave, Bei Mingping panicked.

He searched all the medical clinics in Beijing, but he couldn't find one that could cure his face.

As a result, he was masked for many days, afraid to see anyone, and he had already had enough.

Nan Qingfeng said "Hey", "Master, aren't you afraid that I am plotting against you?"

"If you want to plot against me, why wait until now? I believe that girl is a good person."

Nan Qingfeng lowered her eyelashes to hide her smile.

She is not a good person.

"Although Young Master has said this, you must still be suspicious in your heart, right? It's better to do this..."

"how?"

"How about I collect some money from the young master, and the young master will feel at ease?"

When Bei Mingping heard this, he felt really at ease.

The last thing he lacks is money, not to mention the fact that this girl is from a wealthy family, she is kind-hearted, and she just wants a few taels of money.

"Okay! Just ask the price, girl. I bought this medicine."

Nan Qingfeng stretched out a finger and looked at him sincerely and innocently.

"One, one tael?" Bei Mingping was shocked, and his affection for the woman in front of him deepened.

Nan Qingfeng shook his head.

"Ten taels? Okay."

Bei Mingping pretended to touch the money bag.

"Young Master misunderstood, it's a thousand taels of silver..."

Nan Qingfeng smiled, "Although I was born into a wealthy family and have no shortage of money, if the price is not high, I'm afraid the young master will still be suspicious. What's more, the miracle doctor's medicine is indeed worth the price.

"

The corner of Bei Mingping's mouth twitched, but for the sake of face, he still said bravely, "Okay, one thousand taels is one thousand taels..."

Nan Qingfeng watched him looking through his money bag calmly.

With a money bag as big as a fist, I rummaged around for a cup of tea, but I still couldn't figure out the reason.

"Son...you don't have any money, do you?"

Bei Mingping's face turned red from holding back his emotions, and the itching on his face started to attack again.

"You didn't bring your banknote when you went out. Just wait for me here and I'll get it."

"Ah? Master, don't you think it's expensive and want an excuse to leave?"

Bei Mingping snorted, his eyebrows full of unruly spirit, "It's only a thousand taels. To me, Bei Mingfu, it's nothing. You only need to wait for me for three moments, and I'll be right back."

"Okay." Nan Qingfeng stretched out his hand and took the money bag away from his hand, "Then, let's treat this as a deposit first. I will have dinner at Zuixiang Restaurant in front. If you take the money, just come and find me."

"good."

Bei Mingping did not doubt his presence, turned around and hurried away.

Nan Qingfeng opened the money bag and took a look. Two shining silver ingots were enough for a full meal at Zuixiangfang.

Tossing the money bag up and down, he returned the same way with satisfaction.

"Hey, young lady! What do you want to eat?"

Stepping into the door of Zuixiangfang, the light from the lantern illuminates Nan Qingfeng's beauty, showing it to everyone's eyes.

The waiter's eyes were full of amazement and he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"I asked the maid to order it in advance."

Nan Qingfeng looked around, searching for Huo'er's shadow.

He didn't see the maid, but he saw a few strong men surrounding him in the corner. There were faint sounds of crying. He frowned slightly and stepped forward.

When the waiter saw the direction she was going, he secretly screamed "Oh no!" and hurriedly stepped forward, taking three steps at a time and pulling the strong man around the corner away.

At a glance, Nan Qingfeng saw Huo'er sitting at the table, whose eyes were red with fear, and his eyes dimmed immediately.

"Misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding!" The waiter explained to both parties with a smile on his face, "This girl came to order in advance for the lady, not for free. Let's go."

Several strong men looked back at Nan Qingfeng.

When he saw that the woman was beautiful and her clothes were made of fine silk, his arrogant expression changed on the spot.

"Oh, that's really a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

One of the strong men had a scarf on Xiao Er's body and was about to wipe Huo'er's tears. He coaxed, "Little girl, wouldn't you have told me that you were here to help the lady order food? You ordered so much for one person.

We will inevitably misunderstand, right?"

"Get your dirty hands off."

The cold voice sounded suddenly, shocking everyone's backs.

Following the sound, the woman looked beautiful. Although she was smiling, she looked like a poisonous snake ready to attack at any time.

Nan Qingfeng ignored the others and walked up to Zhuo'er.

"Miss."

Huo'er looked at her and seemed to have a backbone. He raised his hand to wipe his tears and stood up.

Nan Qingfeng could see at a glance the purple fingerprints on her wrist when her sleeves fell down.

"What happened to your hand?"

The strong man next to him felt a thump in his heart and said quickly, "Girl, this is all a misunderstanding. I..."

"Misunderstanding? Can a misunderstanding make the injury on my girl's wrist disappear?"

Nan Qingfeng's eyes flashed coldly, "Zhuo'er, who hit you? Now, hit him back."