"Sister Dongfang, do you have any red wine at home? It would be a shame to have so many dishes without wine." Hou Sisi asked heartlessly.

"No." Dongfang Mingyue was actually prepared, but now an outsider has come to disrupt the situation, which has disturbed her mood.

This little girl has no eyesight and can't read the eyebrows and eyes. People have worked hard to prepare a table full of dishes for you.

I told him that this morning, but he still came to eat for free as he pleased.

It doesn’t matter normally, but today I’ve been busy for nearly an hour. What for? Isn’t it just to cultivate some feelings?

This completely disrupted the rhythm.

"Sister Dongfang, I saw it all. It's under the table." Hou Sisi picked it up as if she was at home.

"You won't be unhappy if I come here to have a free meal?"

You see it and still ask.

"It's okay, it's just a meal." Dongfang Mingyue pretended to be generous and smiled lightly.

Qin Wushuang saw these subtle changes and understood them in his heart.

"Sisi, we're planning a candlelight dinner today. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to barge in so suddenly?"

If he had to choose between the two, Qin Wushuang would definitely stand on Dongfang Mingyue's side.

Putting aside the bond of marriage, the relationship between the two has reached a certain point. Although Dongfang Mingyue is not Qin Wushuang's woman for the time being, she has seen what she should see and touched what she should touch. It makes no difference whether she is or not.

All it takes is for the tiger to straighten its body and reach the stomach.

Friends are of different distances, relatives are of different thicknesses, and it would be a good idea for Qin Wushuang to say something helpful.

The drug was taking effect that day, and they knew exactly how bad the situation was between them.

So white, so tender, so smooth, two words to describe it: so fucking awesome.

Without exaggeration or understatement, Dongfang Mingyue is absolutely the best. Wang Yourong is not in the same league or level as her, so there is no comparison.

It's like putting a rotten stone from a pit and a piece of natural unpolished jade together. It's obvious which one is stronger and which one is weaker, which one is better and which one is bad.

Didn’t they say Qin Wushuang was blind before? Uh! He was indeed blind! He found Wang Yourong as a toy!

"Master, Sister Dongfang doesn't mind, so please don't chase her away. My nanny is sick and has nothing to eat at night, so she came here for a meal." Hou Sisi felt aggrieved, with a pout on her lips.

Dongfang Mingyue secretly rolled her eyes. "Do I mind? It's just a symbolic courtesy."

"How about we order takeout?"

"Takeout is unhealthy. Eating too much is bad for your health."

"Master, you don't have to be so stingy."

"I'm not eating for free. I also bring a message." Hou Sisi picked up her chopsticks and stuffed the fried sausage directly into her mouth.

"It's all meat, delicious!"

"News? What news?" Qin Wushuang patted the seat next to him and motioned Dongfang Mingyue to sit down.

Everyone started eating. Dongfang Mingyue was no longer stingy and took out the wine opener, opened the red wine, and poured half a glass for each of the three of them.

"There's an auction tomorrow. Are you going?"

"Auction?" Qin Wushuang was not interested. "Forget it. I don't like antiques and I don't have a hobby of collecting."

"This isn't an ordinary auction, but one aimed at martial artists," Hou Sisi explained. "The items being auctioned include everything from weapons to martial arts manuals."

"This time, I even heard that there's the address of the tomb of Grandmaster Du Wushang."

"Du Wushang?" Qin Wushuang murmured.

I've heard of this name from my master. He is a genius. He became famous at the age of fifteen, entered the Earth Level at the age of eighteen, and dominated the entire martial arts world at the age of twenty-three.

At the age of 26, he challenged the hidden families one by one, including some hidden sects.

Famous! Amazing fighting power! Quite courageous!

Known as the number one martial artist a hundred years ago!

The master praised this person highly.

Anyone who can gain the master's praise must be extraordinary.

"A warrior auction? How come I didn't know about it?" Dongfang Mingyue glanced sideways, picked up a piece of stir-fried meat with chopsticks and chewed it slowly, looking elegant and pleasing to the eye.

"Because the Dongfang family has no warriors, they cannot receive invitations." Hou Sisi was straightforward and did not stop herself from speaking.

"Uh!" Dongfang Mingyue was slightly stunned.

"But Sister Dongfang, if a family wants to grow and develop, warriors are indispensable. They are also the most important core to ensure the safety of the family."

“Also, they can do many things on their behalf.”

"Open or covert, good or bad, there are only a hundred benefits and no harm."

"The Dongfang family is the richest in Ninghai. It will be effortless for them to recruit a group of warriors. People die for money and birds die for food. This will never go out of style. I believe that if we offer a price, many people will be willing to serve." Hou Sisi gave a suggestion.

Dongfang Mingyue smiled slightly, as gentle and beautiful as a blooming crabapple flower. "Warriors are too dangerous, and the Dongfang family's foundation is too weak. I'm afraid of backlash."

"It's generally best to train warriors from a young age to ensure they are infallible and minimize any concerns."

"The Dongfang family started late. It's only been twenty years since they became wealthy, and they haven't even started planning this yet."

Who knows if they might have ulterior motives or ambitions when recruiting a group of warriors? Warriors are so powerful, if they turn against us, wouldn't our vast fortune be handed over to them? Would it be destroyed in an instant?

Dongfang Mingyue's reverse thinking is meticulous and careful, and there is a reason for it.

Dongfang Mingyue then continued, "Besides, with Wushuang here, what's the point of having so many warriors? He alone is enough."

"Sister Dongfang, are you really engaged to my master? Is he really the son-in-law of your Dongfang family?" Hou Sisi tilted her head and asked tentatively.

"Of course!" Dongfang Mingyue remained noncommittal.

Now that it has come to this, I have to die on him.

If you dare to run, let grandma tell Qin Wushuang's master and let him take charge.

I don't believe it! He's been kissed, hugged, looked at, touched, and knows everything about her body. How can the master make him a heartless man?

Although it was grandma who took the initiative to give the medicine, the fact happened and Qin Wushuang couldn't deny it.

"Master, what about you?" Hou Sisi asked Qin Wushuang again.

"Um, that..." Qin Wushuang was stuck and not very happy.

At this moment, a murderous aura swept over. Who else could the owner of this murderous aura be other than Dongfang Mingyue?

"Yes!" Qin Wushuang nodded.

"Oh." Hou Sisi said "Oh" and picked up another sausage.

This girl likes to eat sausages, which is a good hobby.

"Come on, Wushuang, let's have a drink." Dongfang Mingyue raised his glass.

"I'll come too." Hou Sisi joined in forcefully, the king of destruction.

The plot where the emotions were heating up was completely ruined.

The next day, Qin Wushuang followed Hou Sisi to the auction.

Hou Sisi's style has always been cool and fashionable. She only wears a small black camisole on her upper body, which protects her key parts. There is no trace of a bra, probably latex stickers.

The pleated skirt is as short as it can be, but fortunately she is wearing leggings, otherwise she would be exposed with any movement. She holds the steering wheel with both hands and steps on the accelerator with her slender legs, which creates a certain visual impact.

Qin Wushuang wanted to improve so much that he decided to go to the auction of the number one martial artist a hundred years ago to see what the world had to offer.