"Nangong Yu'er is your cousin?" He Yunxiao asked Nangong Jin in surprise.

Nangong Yu'er and Nangong Jin share the same surname, "Nangong." Logically, they should be cousins. Having cousins ​​with the same surname—the Nangong family certainly knows how to play the game.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Jin asked, puzzled.

He Yunxiao waved his hand, "It's nothing, I just didn't expect Young Master Jin to have such a promising future."

Nangong Jin sighed and said, "Compared to Yu'er, I am far inferior."

He Yunxiao looked puzzled. “Brother Jin, I have met Nangong Yu’er before. Her methods are mediocre. Tingfeng Tower in Jingtian City was almost dead under her. It is far less vibrant and prosperous than Brother Jin’s Yanyang City.”

When Nangong Jin heard He Yunxiao praise his career achievements, he straightened his chest, but when he thought of his cousin being able to take charge of Tingfeng Tower in Jingtian City at such a young age, his proud expression dimmed again.

"Young Master He is too kind. This is merely Nangong Jin's duty."

He Yunxiao smiled slightly when he saw Nangong's expression.

There is a sequence to learning, and each profession has its own expertise. Although I am not as adept at politics as Mengbao, nor as resourceful as Ruobao, nor as invincible in martial arts as Chuchu.

But when it comes to flattery and bootlicking, He Yunxiao is confident he can become number one in the world.

If you can't speak fluently, how can you keep all the heroines happy every day?

He Yunxiao cleared his throat, his expression hardening, and suddenly said indignantly, "Brother Jin! I believe your talents are far more than this. A true man should stand between heaven and earth; how can he remain under the walls of Yanyang City for long?"

Nangong Jin was deeply moved by He Yunxiao's words. He considered himself no less capable than his uncle's children, but because of his birth, he could only be assigned to work in a small town like Yanyang.

“Well said! There is no wine here, otherwise I would certainly have offered Young Master He a cup.”

“It’s the same to use tea instead of wine!” He Yunxiao picked up his teacup and clinked it with Nangong Jin’s. The two of them then drank it down as if they were drinking wine.

Chu Chu sat next to He Yunxiao, looking at him strangely.

Chu Chu: We just met, but it feels like we're already familiar.

Xiaoxiao: Isn't he always like this? He was like this with us back then too.

Chu Chu: You remember all of that?

Xiao Xiao panicked: "Well, I don't remember very clearly. It's just that this guy was so annoying! He was just memorable."

Chu Chu nodded.

Xiao Xiao breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Chu Chu was no longer asking questions.

She pouted, feeling resentful. When would this constant hiding from Chu Chu finally end? She really wanted to hold Chu Chu's hand… (Biquge)

He Yunxiao stirred up Nangong Jin's emotions with a few words, and after "drinking and chatting" with him for a while, he estimated that the emotions were about right and finally began to show his fangs.

"Sigh!" He Yunxiao sighed deeply.

"Why is Brother He like this?" Nangong Jin asked.

He Yunxiao sighed, "Brother Jin was burdened by his birth, and so am I, He Yunxiao?"

After sighing, He Yunxiao began to weave a story for Nangong Jin. The story was inspired by the tea-selling girl from his previous life, mainly emphasizing her tragic background before selling him tea. He Yunxiao applied his knowledge flexibly; he himself couldn't have been born into the Wuqing Marquis's family and suffered a tragic fate. But everyone has their own way of being tragic, so He Yunxiao started with the tragic fate of a spoiled brat.

His father was away fighting in wars, his aunt was indifferent, and he grew up in a broken family, lacking love. As he grew older, he was bullied by the maids, and the servants were all outwardly obedient but inwardly defiant. Born a warrior, he was looked down upon by his private tutor and forced to drop out of school. His handsome appearance led to his isolation and exclusion by his spoiled friends. Finally, he had no chance in politics and was suppressed by the jealous princess, his father's political enemy…

He Yunxiao spoke with tears streaming down his face, almost believing it himself.

"I finally managed to assemble a team, hoping to fight the enemy and serve my country, but due to inadequate equipment, we suffered heavy losses in this battle against the Yan army. My brothers trusted me, He Yunxiao, so much, yet I couldn't even give them a single spear..."

He Yunxiao was pretending to wipe away tears when suddenly a small hand took his hand.

He Yunxiao was taken aback and turned to look at his side. The small hand belonged to Chu Chu, who had been sitting quietly beside him.

Chu Chu didn't say anything, just sat there silently, watching him. Then, unusually, she smiled at He Yunxiao.

"I am here."

Chu Chu didn't say anything more, just these four words.

Chu Chu was never one to speak much, but every word she uttered carried significant weight. For her to say "I am here" in He Yunxiao's current "desperate" state carried considerable meaning.

It's like a young, promising boss of a listed company going bankrupt, his friends scattering like birds, and he's burdened with debts he can never repay. He was once so successful, now he's destitute. And in this darkest hour, his girlfriend, not yet his wife, tells him, "You still have me."

He Yunxiao understood, so he truly broke down.

Waaaaah... Chu Chu, you idiot, didn't you realize I was lying to Nangong Jin?

But, but she really is too gentle!

He Yunxiao was truly moved to tears by Chu Chu this time.

Because he harbored thoughts of scheming against Nangong Jin, He Yunxiao simply couldn't hold back and threw himself on Chu Chu in front of Nangong Jin, crying his eyes out.

He Yunxiao's position was also carefully chosen. It was in the granary of life.

Sadness is sadness, emotion is emotion, and Chuchu will always be a goddess, but I'll still take advantage of what I deserve. That's what it means to keep public and private matters separate.

Normally, it would be impossible to take advantage of Chu Chu like this, but now that the atmosphere is right, it's okay to lie down and rub against her a little.

Chu Xiaoxiao's body is indeed "promising." She can't compare to Sister Jiang, of course. But this isn't just about absolute values; relative values ​​also matter. Chu Xiaoxiao is relatively petite (actually, not really petite compared to her sisters), so her current achievements are truly remarkable.

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