Yu Qirong walked out the door.

When Sun's mother saw Yu Qirong, she was stunned for a moment. Then she came to her senses and looked a little apprehensive. "Okay, I know that the eldest daughter of the Leng family is a returnee from studying abroad, so I specially prepared a dress for her. She looks pretty decent when she wears it."

Ah Fei: "Are we meeting in the main hall of the Rong family?"

Grandma Sun waved her hand and glanced at Ah Fei: "The host family attaches great importance to this marriage and specially opened a private room in Liuxianglou... You don't have to go with them, right?"

A Fei ignored Sun Ma and turned to look at Yu Qirong.

Yu Qirong took a few steps forward, looked at Grandma Sun with wine-red eyes, and spoke for A Fei, "A Fei must follow me."

Although there is no expression to show joy or anger, there is a feeling that makes people subconsciously afraid when they see it.

“Okay, okay,” Sun’s mother avoided his gaze and muttered softly, “Can we keep following you? When we get to the Leng family, we have to separate anyway.”

Neither of them took Sun Ma's words to heart. Yu Qirong followed A Fei all the way to Liuxiang Tower.

Liuxianglou is the most famous restaurant in Yuling Town. Most people cannot afford it, but you will feel happy even if you take a second look at it.

There wasn't anything luxurious inside, just a strong ancient atmosphere, with bamboo and mahogany decorations everywhere. Yu Qirong took a few glances and thought it would be better to "come and go".

Rong Qi was probably quite famous in Yuling Town. When the boy from Liuxianglou saw Yu Qirong, he threw the white towel in his hand over his shoulders and said respectfully, "Young Master Rong, please come this way."

When the solid wood red door was pushed open, four or five people were seen sitting inside, all looking over here.

Yu Qirong glanced over and easily identified who was the "Patriarch of the Rong Family", "Mistress of the Rong Family", and who was the "Eldest Miss of the Leng Family" by their dress and position.

The two people in charge of the Rong family have never seen him since he came to this copy. They probably really don’t care about this illegitimate child.

But as soon as Yu Qirong entered the door, Rong's mistress curved her wrinkled eyes, moved away from the seat beside her, and said in a warm tone mixed with a hint of accusation, "Why are you so late? The Leng family has been waiting for a long time."

"..." Yu Qirong had never dealt with this kind of thing before and seemed a little at a loss. The white shirt set off his thin body, making him look like a noble young master. With this helpless look, he seemed even more naive about the world.

When the butler from the Leng family saw this, a gleam flashed in his eyes and he nodded imperceptibly.

"We didn't wait long." The eldest daughter of the Leng family who was said to have returned from studying abroad spoke up. She was wearing a blue dress today and had lip gloss on her lips. A sip of her lips gave off a sweet taste of honey, sparkling and her eyes were just as bright. "Master Rong, don't be shy. Just sit down."

Yu Qirong nodded, pulled out the table and chair closest to him, and sat down.

A Fei stood not far from him.

The smile on Rong's mistress's face could no longer be maintained, and slowly it relaxed, and she pushed the chair back with her hand.

The eldest daughter of the Leng family obviously did not consider herself an outsider at all. She smiled warmly and seemed particularly satisfied with Rong Qi.

The person involved had just arrived and the marriage had already been almost arranged.

Yu Qirong lowered his eyes and looked at the food on the table, thinking about the tofu pudding he hadn't finished in the morning. He didn't have much appetite, so he could only pay attention to the people at the table.

The patriarch of the Rong family was a middle-aged man who looked intimidating without even getting angry. He wore a dark red Tang suit and seemed to be a little humble in front of the housekeeper of the Leng family: "Then this marriage..."

The Leng family's housekeeper just smiled humbly, but played Tai Chi with the Rong family's patriarch: "I am just a housekeeper. This time I am here to accompany the young lady to meet someone. I will have to wait until I get back and reply to my patriarch before I can consider the details."

The head of the Rong family said: "The child is not very sensible, and the housekeeper needs to say a few good words for us."

The Leng family’s housekeeper smiled and said, “Of course not. I think Young Master Rong looks like a god, so no one should be dissatisfied. I don’t need to say anything more, the head of the family will be satisfied.”

Yu Qirong played with the tea set in his hands, feeling a little uncomfortable.

This feeling of being a commodity being sold at a price makes people feel uncomfortable and even a little nauseous.

Rong Qi's identity is probably embarrassing, and seeking marriage with the Leng family can not only bring benefits to the Rong family, but also get rid of this trouble.

It's a good thing that kills two birds with one stone. No wonder the head of the Rong family is so eager to do it.

As for the eldest lady of the Leng family.

Yu Qirong looked over and found that Miss Leng was also looking at him with interest. As soon as their eyes met, Yu Qirong received some information.

"It's a bit boring sitting here. I wonder if I could excuse myself for a moment. I want to go out for a walk with Mr. Rong." Miss Leng picked up her handbag and walked to the chair next to Yu Qirong. She spoke to the two people from the Rong family, but her eyes were on Yu Qirong.

Rong's mistress said repeatedly: "Of course. Rong Qi, you should accompany Miss Leng well and don't let the girl suffer."

Yu Qirong pushed the chair away, stood up, glanced at A Fei behind him, frowned slightly, and then whispered: "You stay here."

Ah Fei raised his head, and there was no dissatisfaction in his dark eyes. He just lowered his head and said "yes", then continued to stay where he was, like a motionless stone.

Yu Qirong had mixed feelings. Leng Yunchao, the eldest daughter of the Leng family, was also a player, so they had to avoid talking to others, so they had to get A Fei out of the way.

There were quite a few people in Liuxiang Tower, and it was not convenient to talk about things, so Leng Yunchao simply found a waiter and booked another room.

Yu Qirong looked at Leng Yunchao with envy as she took out a silver ingot from her handbag, handed it to the waiter, and said to the waiter, "It's more than enough for a tip."

He has already figured out the money in this world. It is different from the points in the main god space. The money here is real, visible and tangible, and has different values.

For example, the value of the silver ingot just now is much higher than the banknote given by Sun Ma.

As both of them are players, her conditions do seem to be better than his.

The waiter took the money and closed the door.

Leng Yunchao turned around and saw the envy in Yu Qirong's eyes. Her wine-red pupils made her stunned for a moment, and then she asked, "Your... beauty contact lenses are quite unique."

"..." Yu Qirong wanted to tell her that it was natural, not caused by cosmetic contact lenses.

Before he could finish his words, Leng Yunchao spoke again: "You don't need to explain, I know it's the influence of the copy."

She pulled at her curly hair and said in distress, "I didn't expect this dungeon has a way to change your features. My long black hair has turned into these lamb curls, which makes me look a bit old."

After that, she continued to study Yu Qirong's red eyes: "I heard that the young master of the Rong family has a pair of 'devil's eyes'. I thought they would be scary, but I didn't expect them to be quite nice. Super cool, I want to get a pair when I publish a book."

Leng Yunchao did not hide the fact that he was a player from Yu Qirong, so Yu Qirong did not hide it from Leng Yunchao either.

But it sounded like Leng Yunchao was not worried at all about completing the copy. Yu Qirong sensitively realized that she seemed to be unemployed again.

It seems that no one in this low-level book cares about their safety.

Leng Yunchao was very talkative. Even when Yu Qirong didn't say anything, she continued to talk nonstop: "I have been in this dungeon for three days and have studied it thoroughly. It is just an ordinary dungeon similar to a script-killing dungeon, but we are players and puzzle solvers, so it shouldn't be a problem."

Yu Qirong's eyebrows moved: "Script killing?"

Leng Yunchao gave him a fussing look, "Handsome, you haven't heard of script-killing, have you? Which era did you enter this game from? Script-killing means that everyone has an identity, and when a murder occurs, they eliminate their own suspicion and infer the killer... But the Lord God will not let us be the murderer."

Speaking of murder cases, Yu Qirong thought of the tailor shop owner who was said to have died suddenly.

Later, I will probably be asked to make a record.

"Tell me your clues?" Leng Yunchao held his chin and turned to look at Yu Qirong.

Yu Qirong was silent for two seconds, thinking about what he had done in the past three days, and found that he seemed to know nothing about the clues of the copy. Only the marriage proposal with the Leng family was regarded as a clue by him, and it was going smoothly now.

He thought of Song Ruyi, "...I met a man named Song Ruyi."

Leng Yunchao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he asked, "Song Ruyi? He also entered this book?"

She couldn't hide her true feelings and muttered, "People from Hongmeng also want to wade into this muddy water? They sent Song Ruyi here not to wade into the muddy water, but to be the one to stir up trouble!"

Hongmeng.

Yu Qirong's brows twitched slightly, and just as Xie Yi said, people from other guilds had also sneaked in.

The little girl in front of him who knew about Hongmeng was probably from one of the four major guilds, probably from Wubo, and had the temperament of a person who just wanted to eat and wait for death.

Leng Yunchao didn't know that he had been assigned to a guild by Yu Qirong. He looked up and said to him, "Don't believe Song Ruyi's lies. He likes to deceive people with sweet words and then stab them in the back to cause trouble. He is a cancer in the Hongmeng Fun People's Faction!"

Yu Qirong nodded.

"This marriage..." After instructing the young man who seemed to be a rookie, Leng Yunchao stretched out his tone, looked at him with interest, and thought of teasing him, "We can make it real. I am an executive of the Wubo Guild and have a lot of points. If you have a bad stomach, you are welcome to eat my soft rice."

Yu Qirong looked at her strangely, thinking that Leng Yunchao had a very disrespectful attitude towards love. He seriously rejected Leng Yunchao: "Thank you, but I can't promise you. I am pursuing someone else now. If you really want to pursue someone, I can only say that it's not someone like you."

Leng Yunchao was not serious at first, but Yu Qirong piqued his interest, "What is it like?"

Yu Qirong: "There are steps. First, you have to write a good love letter to the person you want to pursue, and then ask for his consent..."

The more Leng Yunchao listened, the wider her eyes opened. She pursed her sparkling pink lips, interrupted him, and asked curiously, "Did you catch up with her?"

Now Yu Qirong was speechless. He thought of Tang Xingfei who took his love letter and left, and answered Leng Yunchao opposite him with silence.

"I knew it. Writing love letters... these are all tricks from your school days." Leng Yunchao waved his hand. "I don't like such innocent things now. If you like it, you need something exciting."

Yu Qirong was particularly stubborn. He shook his head and reiterated, "Love letters are necessary."

"Okay," Leng Yunchao didn't want to dwell on this issue with him any further, "Then let's get down to business, about this marriage..."

"It can only be fake." Yu Qirong said.

Although Leng Yunchao's views on love are completely different from his, Yu Qirong still has to continue chatting with her due to their cooperative relationship.

Leng Yunchao nodded: "At present, the clues we have are limited, and we still have a long time. Yuling Town and Yeyun Town are not far away. I will come to you often to exchange clues if I have the chance..."

Boom boom boom.

There were three knocks on the door. Ah Fei pushed the door open and glanced at Leng Yunchao, then turned to Yu Qirong who was sitting next to Leng Yunchao, "Master, I'm sorry to bother you, but the housekeeper of the Leng family is about to go back."

Leng Yunchao sat there. Although he was only looked at once, he had the illusion that he was oppressed by a low pressure.

She glanced at A Fei, who was standing next to Rong Qi and was not very eye-catching at first.

Ah Fei noticed it and paid a little attention to it.

Just a hint of coldness in the corner of her eyes made Leng Yunchao realize the danger, and her animal instinct told her to leave here quickly.

Leng Yunchao grabbed her handbag and said goodbye with a stiff smile: "Let's talk next time. I'm leaving now."

Yu Qirong didn't notice the undercurrent and just nodded.

Leng Yunchao stood up and quickly lowered his head to whisper in Yu Qirong's ear: "Be careful of the person next to you. He has a strange aura."

Then they stood up again, looking like two lovers who were reluctant to give each other a kiss before parting.

Leng Yunchao said: "I'm leaving, Young Master Rong."

When she passed by A Fei, A Fei just slightly turned sideways to make way for her. Leng Yunchao felt her body go cold with fear.

After leaving the room, she patted her chest in fear.

What murderer's aura? If there was a script-killing identification segment, she would definitely vote this person out first.