Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

This roar, full of inspiration, shook the world, but did not wake up the people around Ruihetang.

It only stirred up a group of birds dormant in the treetops in the forest, and the stray cats and dogs living in the corners of the grassy alleys ran away as if they were running away.

Soon, Wu Shao, the boss of Ruihetang, also ran up from the back hall with a look of anger.

Seeing that the person who came was the colleague he hated the most on weekdays, Wu Shao was even more angry.

"Did I say something wrong with you?! What are you yelling at someone else's house in the middle of the night? Who are you talking about? Ah?"

"You still have the face to argue with Lao Tzu!"

Seeing his disheveled appearance, Li Cheng, the owner of Lingluofang, couldn't help but sneer.

After that, he took out a piece of paper folded into a very small square from his sleeve and threw it directly on Wu Shao's face.

"See for yourself!"

"..."

Wu Shao glared at him strangely, paused, but still picked up the piece of paper and unfolded it.

By the moonlight, he could only see written in extremely vigorous and powerful handwriting--

"Pity Jun and my love, I will leave the side door for you at three o'clock tonight, hope to come quickly. Wu Shao."

"……This this?!"

After reading this line of small characters, Wu Shao couldn't help staring wide and let out a low voice in disbelief.

This is how the same thing!

Who is using his name to write such unsightly things... or to the daughter-in-law of Li Cheng's family!

The most bizarre thing is... this trace is exactly the same as his, and even he himself almost doubts whether it was written by himself! !

"I said Wu Shao, you look surprised, who are you trying to pretend to see, ah?"

Seeing his stunned expression, Li Cheng couldn't help rolling his eyes and said sarcastically.

After saying that, he flashed forward again, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he directly grabbed Wu Shao's shirt and clenched it fiercely.

With hatred for the fierce light in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "With this absurd note as proof, you don't want to continue to quibble in front of Lao Tzu! ... Lianjun, where has she been hidden by you, why are you the only one who dares to come out and face it? Me and her!!"

"...I really am not with your family, Lianjun, I swear to God, otherwise the thunder will explode!!"

Wu Shao's anger rose from his heart again when he said it.

Seeing that he couldn't hold back the inexplicable surging in his heart, he immediately raised his hand without thinking, used his mellow inner strength, and gave the man in front of him a slap.

"Ugh...!"

Li Cheng, who was able to take precautions in the future, was instantly pushed out several meters by his inner breath, and he spit out a mouthful of old blood.

This completely inspired the deepest fury in his heart: "Wu Shao!!"

"I, Wu Shaoxing, sat upright, this note was not written by me, and Lianjun and I are even more innocent. You can't tolerate your foul language here, slandering us out of thin air!"

After saying that, he snorted coldly, then turned his back and stood with his hands behind his back.

The other hand pointed at Rui Hetang Houtang, and said coldly, "If you don't believe it, just go find it yourself!"

"That's what you said!"

Li Cheng angrily wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but without hesitation, he used Qinggong directly and rushed into the back hall.

But it didn't take long for Wu Shao to hear shrill screams coming from the back of his house.

"...Li Cheng! What are you doing!!"

Feeling that the reaction in the back hall was very wrong, Wu Shao was anxious and quickly chased after him.