Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

   Chapter 959 Oiran (29)

  Sheng Yong has no way to retreat, and his mood is like a pot of water that has been overturned. My mind kept thinking of ways to get out.

  Baitang laughed suddenly, straightened his clothes, and lay down as if there was no one there, behaved well, as if the person just now was not her. He pulled the quilt over his body, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, and closed his eyes.

  For a while, Sheng Yongchen didn't understand what she wanted to do.

   "Even if Sister Qiu is interested, Sister Qiu is not a man after all. Without that, I can only disappoint Sister Qiu. Since Sister Qiu is in my bed, she can rest well. Don't go to the window or the door again."

  Sheng Yongshen: …

   Never been so helpless.

  Been forced into bed by a little girl, and worried about being forced by her.

"Ah…"

  He has to thank her for not being a man?

  Sheng Yongshen didn't want to suffer from such a restrained feeling. After returning home, he must practice martial arts well, so that he won't be defeated by even a woman.

  Sheng Yongchen really wanted to push Baitang off. Although he had such an idea, he didn't dare to do it, he was afraid that Baitang would pull him and hug him forcibly as soon as he stretched out his feet.

   Fortunately, this bed is big enough, even if Sheng Yongchen huddled in it, he was still a little away from Baitang.

  Seeing that she seemed to fall asleep without any worries, her breathing was always shallow and extremely stable, which made Sheng Yongchen uncertain, her face changed several times, and finally returned to calm.

  So, when Baitang opened his eyes and got up the next day, when he looked sideways, he saw Sheng Yongchen who was huddled in a corner, his eyes darkened.

  Baitang urged: "Sister Qiu didn't sleep well last night, hurry up and rest, hurry up."

  Sheng Yong remained silent, Baitang stretched out his hand, he was afraid, so he lay down, with his back to Baitang.

  The quilt was lifted and lightly covered him, Baitang shook his head inexplicably, why is the stupid son raised by some family not so smart this time.

   I played yesterday, and her injury is worth a few days. Therefore, Baitang is only painting today, and the paintings are all landscapes, but upon closer inspection, there is a mystery, there is a secret book of martial arts hidden in it.

  Zhang Yiwan came again today, and when he came, he just rushed here.

  He exchanged all the owed bills given to him by the original owner into bank notes, which amounted to fifty thousand taels.

   "The person Xiaosheng wants to marry is gone, and her money will be returned to you."

  Zhang Yiwan doesn't value money, but only wants to marry his beloved woman.

Baitang glanced at it, and directly refused: "This is her ransom money. As Mr. Zhang said, I am not her, and this money should not be placed with me. Since it is her ransom money, Mr. Zhang will keep it. Handle it with confidence. You never betrayed her, and if you miss her fate, I won't trouble you."

  He took a sandalwood comb with crabapple flowers carved on it, and Baitang put it in front of Zhang Yiwan: "Young Master Zhang, you should keep this wooden comb as a souvenir."

  Zhang Yiwan originally wanted to take an item commonly used by the original owner as a souvenir, and this comb is quite good.

  I didn't feel any resentment towards Bai Tang, but it was because I had thought about it carefully. The current oiran lady is a very honest and upright person, and she dared to say such a weird thing.

  Zhang Yiwan gently rubbed the wooden comb with her fingers, and took a last look at this face, her voice choked up slightly: "From now on, Xiaosheng bids farewell to Miss Huakui, and from now on, I will never know each other again."

  If he wants to be admitted to fame, he must take revenge.

  (end of this chapter)