Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"You're actually scheming with Grandpa. Okay, very good." Wenshui gritted his teeth, the evildoer's handsome face was livid with anger, he turned around and walked out, throwing away his hands.

Wenshui turned around and raised his feet to leave.

But this posture was so handsome and sultry, but it was like walking down the street with a popsicle on his head. Wen Shui turned around in distress, took the phone, and dialed Wen Lao's mobile phone.

"The number you dialed is not available." Wenshui smashed the phone and threw it out of the window, but hit a bodyguard. He screamed and silently dodged and disappeared into the night.

The housekeeper squatted in the refrigerator, hugging his knees and pressing his ears to one side. After hearing no movement, he reached out and pushed open the refrigerator door. He was shivering from the cold and wanted to crawl out.

"Butler." Wenshui smoked a cigarette, held a bowl, looked at the butler thoughtfully, and called him softly.

Hearing the words asking for water, the housekeeper shrank and tried to get in, but when he slammed the door, his foot was pinched, causing him to scream in pain: "Ah."

Wenshui put the bowl aside, strode forward, grabbed the butler's feet, and pulled him out with force.

"Master, Master! The weather is too hot. It's better for me to stay in the refrigerator. Don't mess with me." The butler said pitifully, as if he was bullying him by asking for water.

Hearing the housekeeper call himself "Old Slave", he must have done too many things to his heart's content.

"There is still some soup left. The butler's body needs to be replenished." Wenshui said in a deep voice. The butler was frightened and quickly covered his mouth, looking at Wenshui in fear.

"Master, this old slave is too old to do anything. Besides, I'm not interested in women either. It's better to find a dog than to find a woman."

"Well, then I will find you a dog." Wenshui said coldly. Listening to this, the housekeeper felt that his mind went blank, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Wenshui watched the housekeeper faint and heard footsteps outside.

"Wenshui." Feng Tianjing's voice came. Wenshui walked out and walked to the kitchen door. When he turned around, he saw the butler's body silently getting into the refrigerator while he was "coma".

He got into the refrigerator and when he slammed the door hard, he pinched his finger.

"Hiss." With tears in his eyes, the housekeeper retracted his hand, not daring to take a breath, and hid in the refrigerator. He silently took out his mobile phone and found that Wen Lao had abandoned him and his phone number was empty.

It's night, Wen'an Pavilion is quiet, red lanterns are hanging next to the trees, letting the wind sway, like a palace, mysterious but sacred.

"Wen'an Pavilion looks like this at night." Feng Tianjing stood there, looking up.

She saw the warm yellow lights around her gradually lighting up, and the red lanterns swaying, making her figure become slender. The palace-like houses seemed to be soaring into the sky.

I usually come in a hurry and leave in a hurry, but I have never looked at this place.

"What do you want from me? Just tell me." Wenshui's cold voice sounded from the front.

Wenshui stood on the top floor of the palace, looking down at Feng Tianjing's tall figure with complicated eyes. He had his back turned to her, so she could not see his expression clearly.

"It's true that something happened." Feng Tianjing said, walking forward quickly.

Her steps were light, as if she were stepping on the tip of the wind. Wenshui looked at her trotting figure, her beautiful skirt flowing in the wind, like a seductive elf at night.

"Hiss." Wenshui said in a deep voice and subconsciously took half a step back.

Feng Tianjing rushed forward quickly and looked around the empty Wen'an Pavilion. Although she was confused as to why there was no one tonight, she was even more anxious to find him.

"Ask Shui, can you do me a favor?" Feng Tianjing said, stepping to his side.