Chapter 28 Children's Clothing (1)

After Shen Yingxue got the game console, he happily played games all night long - this was the scene he imagined, but the reality was that he fell asleep holding the game console after playing for less than two hours.

Lan Jin was keeping watch for Shen Yingxue. Noticing that there was no movement from his side, he slowly walked over and saw Shen Yingxue holding the cult token in both hands, pressing it under her cheeks in a twisted posture. She looked very uncomfortable.

He slowly stretched out his hand, trying to pull out the token and put it aside, but Shen Yingxue held it tightly, waking him up from his sleep and looking at him with cold eyes: "What are you doing?"

When Lan Jin met Shen Yingxue's gaze, he felt as if he was being stared at by a wild beast. He felt a chill on his back. He immediately took a few steps back to a safe distance, and only then did the feeling disappear.

Lan Jin said gently, "I just found you uncomfortable sleeping like this."

"This is mine." Shen Yingxue emphasized, "No one is allowed to touch it."

"Yes." Lan Jin looked normal on the surface, but secretly felt sorry for Shen Yingxue.

He had stayed in Shattered Shadow Mountain with Luo Fu for many years and knew Shen Yingxue's past better than anyone else in the Anbu.

In the past, Shen Yingxue was not as cold and hard as she became later. She was a normal child who could talk and laugh. But for the children of the Demon Cult, the fact that they have normal personalities is the strangest thing.

Lan Jin was still young at that time. He hid in the dark, silently paying attention to this boy who had extraordinary luck and was adopted as the son of Master Shen. He unexpectedly discovered the innocent and kind side of this child under his cold appearance.

Lan Jin cursed him in his heart as a fool and was extremely jealous of Shen Yingxue's good luck. Why could he be taken to the leader as a young master to be trained, while he could only stay in Luofu, this pervert, and suffer hunger and beatings every day?

Lan Jin cursed Shen Yingxue darkly, and every time Shen Yingxue was injured, Lan Jin would be excited.

He was looking forward to Shen Yingxue's death.

But Shen Yingxue survived. He was still the same as before, but he suppressed all his emotions deep in his heart. Others only knew that the cult leader was cruel and vicious, but no one knew that he was still the same child as before.

Except Lan Jin.

Lan Jin never thought of himself as a good person. He had no compassion, and there was no trace of any positive emotions in him, until that day... He thought he was going to die, but by chance, he was saved by Shen Yingxue.

The kindness that he had always despised became the only light in Lan Jin's dark life.

Lan Jin's emotions were unconsciously affected by Shen Yingxue. He seemed to be infected by Shen Yingxue and gradually began to appreciate the positive emotions that were rare in the Demon Cult. He also unconsciously adjusted himself, put away his terrifying side, and became the scholar he is now.

In the former Anbu and now Zanhua Lane, no one knows Lan Jin's past. They only know that this colleague is decisive, loyal in a pedantic way, and is devoted to Shen Yingxue and will never betray her.

In fact, most of that was Lan Jin's disguise. The only real thing was his loyalty to Shen Yingxue.

Based on Lan Jin's understanding of the Demon Cult, it is not difficult to guess what those high-ranking officials did to turn Shen Yingxue from an innocent child to an evil and arrogant person who kills without blinking an eye. Shen Yingxue became a member of the Demon Cult. Under the design of Shen Huai and the guardians, he became like the previous leaders of the Demon Cult, considering the Demon Cult more important than anything else.

All the leaders of the evil cults in history were trained in this way. If it weren't for that incident a few years ago, Han Jing would have followed Shen Yingxue's old path.

Lan Jin didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of emotion before, but when the Demon Cult ceased to exist, Shen Yingxue went crazy and things got out of control.

He watched Shen Yingxue holding the token, climbing up from the bed, curling up at the foot of the bed, her eyes blurred, staring blankly, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Does the leader know that his feelings towards the Demon Sect are manipulated by others?

He is such a proud person, if he knew the truth, he would probably be even more devastated.

"No one dares to touch your things." Lan Jin said, "No matter if it's a token or a demon sect. You are a martial arts master, and everyone is afraid of you wherever you go. Your reputation is well-known and everyone knows the consequences of offending you. Those who know they are wrong should be severely punished. One day, everything you lost will be returned."

Shen Yingxue was stunned for a moment, turned on the game console, and sadly found that there was no save file.

How did he fall asleep without realizing it?

This incident was a big blow to Shen Yingxue. He could last two whole days before, but now he couldn't even last three hours! How weak was this body!

Shen Yingxue touched his waist. Could it be that the two swords stabbed by Sang Zichen had broken his waist?

Shen Yingxue found it scary just thinking about it. He was so young, but he didn’t even have the energy to play games. Was he really dying?

Lan Jin saw Shen Yingxue suddenly hold the token tightly, her face turned pale, and she asked anxiously, "Master?"

Shen Yingxue looked up at him and said, "Cat, what should I do?"

Lan Jin did not dare to approach him without permission. Seeing Shen Yingxue so vulnerable and helpless, he felt pity for her. There were only him and Shen Yingxue here. Shen Yingxue was unconscious, so the responsibility of taking care of him naturally fell on Lan Jin.

Lan Jin usually only dared to show his loyalty to Shen Yingxue, and thought that he had hidden those shameful emotions perfectly. At this time, it was late at night, the candlelight flickered, and there were only the master and servant in the room. Shen Yingxue was unconscious again, and Lan Jin had a dreamlike psychedelic feeling, and the feelings that had been suppressed for many years finally had a small outlet.

"What did the leader call me?"

Lan Jin stepped forward tentatively, and seeing that Shen Yingxue had no intention of attacking, he no longer guarded against him snatching the token. He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, no longer hiding his love, and just stared at Shen Yingxue.

"Cat." Shen Yingxue said, "You look like a cat."

"So I am just a cat in the leader's heart?"

Shen Yingxue found that the crying cat was not crying today. His eyes were different from usual. Shen Yingxue could not tell the deep meaning, but she felt a little cold. He was calm on the surface and did not show any fear: "What is that look in your eyes?"

"As expected of you, even though it's already like this, you can still see my feelings... Even though you've already... I'm being rude, please don't blame me, Master."

Lan Jin's voice was very gentle, which was different from his usual gentleness. It had a bit of the sweetness that he had when he was being artificial and deliberately scary, but it was not as cold as a venomous snake. Instead, it made people feel close and a little coquettish.

"Be more normal!" Shen Yingxue didn't expect that she would say this.

Holding the token, he shrank towards the wall, thinking that Xun Yan was right. There were too many dangers here. At first, he only thought of the betrayal that concerned his life, but he didn't expect that apart from that, there were many uncontrollable factors.

"Master, don't be afraid of me. I won't do anything to you." Lan Jin was not hurt by his evasive action and remained gentle.

Shen Yingxue was really frightened by Gu Liansheng's violent tendencies. There was no guardian here to save him, and with his small body, he could be beaten half to death with just one punch.

Lan Jin's gentleness was indeed effective and somewhat relaxed Shen Yingxue's vigilance.

"The leader said I'm like a cat, so I am your cat." Lan Jin looked at Shen Yingxue and recalled the indifferent boy back then. "At that time, did the leader also think that I was as weak and harmless as a cat, so he was willing to lend a helping hand and save my life?"

Shen Yingxue blinked and said, "I don't remember."

So there is a life-saving debt between them?

The two chatted for a few more sentences. Lan Jin was gentle and polite, and Shen Yingxue felt relieved.

He wanted to start a game, but his mind was confused and his eyelids were getting heavy. Shen Yingxue yawned, her body was no longer tense, her muscles relaxed, and she huddled in a corner, swaying.

"I'll just remember it." Lan Jin said, "Master, just sleep peacefully. There's no need to put yourself in such a difficult position."

He never expected this relationship to have a result. In Lan Jin's heart, Shen Yingxue was cold and heartless, and only cared about the Demon Cult. He couldn't imagine Shen Yingxue falling in love with anyone, including himself.

At the same time.

The moon was bright in the sky. Jiang Hanfeng drew back the sword in his hand, and the person in front of him slowly fell to the ground.

He made a sword flower, and the blood on the sword spurted out in a straight line and splashed on the ground. Jiang Hanfeng was dressed in white, spotless. He looked around with cold eyes, and the people who besieged him were forced to retreat half a step.

Jiang Hanfeng asked coldly: "Who else?"

His voice was originally cold, but when it was filled with anger it sounded like the clanging of gold and jade. It was a pity that no one appreciated his style.

More than twenty men in black armed with swords surrounded Jiang Hanfeng. Even though many of their companions had died at the hands of Jiang Hanfeng's sword, they still had no intention of retreating. They raised their swords and rushed straight over.

Jiang Hanfeng walked lightly, dodged the killer's attack, and took their lives with a single strike of his sword.

Since learning swordsmanship, Jiang Hanfeng has killed many people. The feeling of killing is not unfamiliar to him, and he can even say that he is used to it. But he has always been sober and will never let himself indulge in killing.

People were chasing him all the way after he left Yuding Villa. Jiang Hanfeng knew that Fu Sheng and his gang were plotting against them. The child he raised as an apprentice turned out to be Shen Yingxue's adopted son, and he didn't know what the conspiracy was between him and Fu Sheng. These killers and assassins were most likely brought by them.

But as time went by, the people chasing him changed one after another. From the initial scattered group to the current group that had no fear of life and death, Jiang Hanfeng sensed something was wrong.

These people's martial arts skills are too high. Even for Jiang Hanfeng, it is not easy to deal with them.

He did not kill them all, leaving a few alive, and took out the poison from the men in black, warning them to commit suicide: "Who sent you here?"

The man paused, then said with a smile, "Master of Zanhua Lane."

The fame of Zanhua Lane has risen recently, and Jiang Hanfeng is near Jiangnan. Even though he is alone, he has heard of this strange place.

Zanhua Lane is notoriously chaotic, so how could it possibly produce such orderly killers? Rather than being killers and assassins, these people are more like death warriors.

Although Jiang Hanfeng was not sure, he still lied to him, "You are not from Zanhua Lane, you are from the imperial court."

The man couldn't keep his composure and looked at him in surprise: "What are you..." He quickly responded, "You said that on purpose!"

Fear suddenly burst into his eyes, a fear deeper than death.

When Jiang Hanfeng pointed his sword at his throat, this man didn't change his expression, and he even laughed, blaming the problem on Zanhua Lane. Jiang Hanfeng just told him his origins, and his expression changed drastically, and his emotions collapsed, which only showed that the master behind him was definitely not a good person.

People from the imperial court. Jiang Hanfeng repeated this twice in his mind and released the hands of the assassin.

There were too many people in the court, and Jiang Hanfeng couldn't think of who would wade into this mess. He asked the assassin, "Does he want me to die?"

The assassin was afraid of his master. Seeing that the mission could not be completed, even if he would not die at the hands of Jiang Hanfeng, he would still be punished when he returned. It would be better to accumulate some good deeds before dying. "He didn't want you to die. He just blamed you for falling in love with someone you shouldn't love."

Shen Yingxue? Or Shen Yingxue’s fake identity?

After the assassin finished speaking, he did not leave. Instead, he drew his sword and cut his own neck, dying in front of Jiang Hanfeng.

His martial arts skills were not bad, and Jiang Hanfeng was ready to let him go, thinking he was a little far away. Unexpectedly, when there was still hope of survival, he would still choose to commit suicide. There was no time to stop him, and he could only watch him die with the secret.

There were nearly thirty men in black, and not a single one was alive.

The body was very clean, with nothing but weapons, so there was no way to prove their identities. Jiang Hanfeng didn't know their background, but he knew that he was probably being monitored along the way, otherwise this group of killers wouldn't have found him so easily.

The other person is an unfathomable person, but no one knows what his relationship with Shen Yingxue is.

Jiang Hanfeng jumped onto the roof, the moonlight fell on his body, his white clothes became more vivid, the hem of his clothes fluttered in the evening breeze, like a ghost in the darkness.

Daylight is about to arrive, the night sky in the distance is turning purple, and the whole town is shrouded in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

A small team of carriages and horses drove slowly from not far away. The people in front of the carriages were wearing the same black clothes. They had solemn expressions and no one talked. They were as serious as if they were escorting prisoners.

The carriage behind was gorgeously decorated, with light pink curtains embroidered with peonies in gold thread, and two delicate glazed lanterns and small silver bells hanging in front of the carriage. It must be a lady of noble birth traveling, and the fragrance and the crisp sound of the silver bells rang out into the distance.

Why is there a woman walking outside at this time?

Jiang Hanfeng saw it clearly from a high place. If it was still midnight, this scene would look more like a ghost coming out.

Jiang Hanfeng suddenly felt like he was trapped in a silkworm cocoon.

The people who were chasing him, the inexplicable disappearance of Shen Yingxue, the sudden appearance of Zanhua Lane, and the luxurious car not far away.

He decided to chase after him and find out what was going on.

The white-clothed swordsman used his Qinggong skills to follow the convoy from a distance, avoiding those men and the sight from inside the carriage.

The carriage moved forward slowly, turning from the main road into a narrow alley. Jiang Hanfeng hesitated for a moment and followed it into the alley.

The alley was narrow and long. Jiang Hanfeng fell to the back and smelled a strong scent of powder. His sense of smell was quite sensitive. He rubbed his nose and after a while, he caught a faint smell of blood mixed in.

The smell of powder was too strong. Jiang Hanfeng had just killed someone and thought it was the smell of his own blood. After he stayed here for a while, he suddenly realized that the smell came from the land beneath his feet.

Hairpin Flower Lane.

This name emerged in Jiang Hanfeng's mind.

Initially, these were prostitutes who drifted here. Their doors were never closed, and beautiful women would often dress up in front of their doors to attract passers-by and merchants to stay overnight, earning a meager reward to support their livelihood.

Later, this place became a shelter for desperate criminals. The girls who lived here disappeared without a trace, and Zanhua Lane had nothing to do with its name anymore. Only chaos, filth and blood remained.

After thinking about this, Jiang Hanfeng remembered the rumors about Zanhua Lane today. A sense of oppression came over him, and every pore on his body was screaming danger. The carriage in front of him became more and more unfathomable.

He didn't dare to get too close, so he lay against the wall, lowered his breathing, and watched quietly as the carriage stopped in front of one of the small dark purple doors. The men on both sides took out the pedals, opened the curtains, and then a hand stretched out from inside. The man supported the slender arm, and a breathtakingly beautiful woman walked out slowly.

She was wearing a dress that looked like wisteria flowers, with a white dress inside and a layer of light purple gauze outside. There were no extra patterns on the dress, and her hair was tied up with a simple gold hairpin with pearl flowers. She had a beautiful face and simple makeup, and she had a bit of the elegance of a scholar.

After getting off the bus, the woman turned around, smiled and said softly, "We're here, you can get off too."

Then another person stuck his head out, a girl in a light blue dress.

She was a little younger than the woman just now, but equally beautiful, tall, and with a heroic look in her eyes and eyebrows.

The two girls walked hand in hand, very intimately, talking and laughing as they entered the purple wooden door. Jiang Hanfeng was standing at a higher position, and saw clearly that after the two of them entered the door, they stopped sticking so close to each other and walked in one after the other, about three feet away.

Jiang Hanfeng was greatly shocked.

No matter how smart he was, he could not have imagined that things would develop like this.

Jiang Hanfeng had never seen the beauty in purple before, but he was very familiar with the girl in the aqua blue dress behind her!

That was his junior fellow apprentice whom he had taught for more than three years, and the adopted son of the former Demon Cult leader Shen Yingxue—Han Jing!

Even though he was wearing women's clothes and his facial features and walking posture were deliberately changed, Jiang Hanfeng still recognized him at a glance.

He was too familiar with Han Jing. He was the one who taught Han Jing martial arts. Jiang Hanfeng knew exactly what Han Jing's skeleton looked like.

After knowing this, Jiang Hanfeng was in a trance. He sat on the wall and looked at the dim moon in the sky. His heart seemed to dim as well.

Recalling the past that was once clear and distinct, it suddenly became complicated, as if he had never lived a clear life.

Han Jing, Zanhua Lane, Fu Sheng, government, and the evil cult.

How many lies are hidden in this?

Han Jing's hatred for Shen Yingxue was fake, and his identity was also fake. So was the "Shen Yingxue" who lived in Yuding Villa not long ago the real Shen Yingxue, or was she someone hired by Han Jing to impersonate her?

If it was someone else pretending to be him, was his real identity related to the government?

There is nothing incongruous about Han Jing's dressing as a woman. Is he Shen Yingxue's adopted son or daughter?

If the real Shen Yingxue had already died, no one except Tingxuan could prove Han Jing's identity.

This place was too dangerous. Jiang Hanfeng had just been through a fierce battle and was not suitable for a conflict. He sat on the wall for a while, then used his Qinggong skills to swiftly leave.

Han Jing sat on the left side of the table and talked with Mannu.

The subordinates brought tea and placed it in front of the two of them.

Mannu smiled and said, "Your room has been cleaned in advance. I thought that the leader and the young master are father and son after all. They haven't seen each other for a long time. I think they should have a lot to talk about. So I asked them to arrange your room in the leader's yard, just to the west of the leader's residence."

Han Jing replied in a man's voice: "Thank you, Sister Mannu."

Mannu covered her mouth with her handkerchief and laughed. She always found it very interesting when she saw Han Jing wearing women's clothes and speaking in a man's voice.

"Sister, please stop making fun of me. I don't know what I have become in your heart. I'm afraid I don't have any masculinity left." Han Jing smiled helplessly.

"What's the point of being manly? Isn't it great to look like this now?" Mannu said, "The courtyard is very quiet now. I think the leader is still sleeping. It will be dawn soon and he should wake up. You are embarrassed about your identity and you are in a hurry to take off your makeup. When the leader wakes up, he will take a look and decide what identity you will stay with in the future."

Everyone outside knew that Han Jing was Shen Yingxue's adopted son. Since they couldn't find Shen Yingxue, they could only target Han Jing. Han Jing was young and his martial arts skills were not as good as Shen Yingxue's, so he was an easy target.

This is why Han Jing hid in the brothel.

Now that he had Shen Yingxue's permission to return to Zanhua Lane, he was very happy. However, he could not come back with his original identity and cause trouble for Zanhua Lane.

"Sister is right." Han Jing said.

Shen Yingxue did not sleep very well. After realizing that he might have kidney deficiency, he played games in his dreams. Then he felt powerless and lay on the ground unable to move, being beaten violently by the boss.

He was extremely tired and felt exhausted even when he woke up in the morning.

Lan Jin came in with a basin of water, rinsed his mouth and face, and combed his hair. Shen Yingxue was still in a daze.

"Master, the young master is back." Lan Jin spoke softly for fear of scaring Shen Yingxue.

Shen Yingxue came back to her senses: "Oh, what is he doing now?"

"The young master has not had breakfast yet and is waiting for you to see him."

Shen Yingxue suddenly felt like a local emperor, possessing enormous power. She was busy with all kinds of affairs every day, and it was difficult for others to see her.

He said, "Let him come and dine with us."

Lan Jin responded but did not leave immediately. He bent down to help Shen Yingxue straighten her clothes: "Young Master, he..."

"What happened to him?"

Although Lan Jin knew that it was Shen Yingxue who personally ordered Han Jing to come back, he was not sure whether the leader would suddenly go crazy when he saw his future successor dressed like that when his mental state was extremely unstable.

He felt it necessary to remind him, "His attire is a little different from before. If you mind, I'll ask him to change into his usual attire?"

Shen Yingxue's curiosity was aroused. He could no longer remember why Han Jing came back. When he heard what Cathead said, he wanted to take a look. "No need. Just let him come over."

Seeing Shen Yingxue's firm attitude, Lan Jin decided not to bring it up any further and went to notify Han Jing to come over.

Shen Yingxue sat in the main seat, drank half a glass of water, and waited for Han Jing to come over to have breakfast together.

After coming to Zanhua Lane, he never ate the food cooked by Xun Yan again. All the food was cooked by the people in the Anbu. There were people in the Anbu who were good at using hidden weapons, people who were good at using medicine, and people who were especially good at cooking. The food they cooked was much better than Xun Yan's. Shen Yingxue looked forward to eating every day.

He said yesterday that he wanted to eat soup dumplings. The dumplings made by the chef here are the best. The skin is thin and elastic, filled with fresh soup. The meat is also super tender and delicious.

While Shen Yingxue was waiting with her chin in her hand, her subordinates brought over the meal. Because Han Jing was there, the breakfast portion was larger than before.

Lan Jin came back a little later. Cathead showed a bit of displeasure in a very human way. He walked over and whispered, "The young master is already outside. Zhu Chengyu from yesterday also came here and wanted to see the master."

That beautiful boy with white hair and blue eyes?

Shen Yingxue said, "Isn't he blind? Let him come in by himself and let his servant do what he needs to do."

That way he wouldn't have to cover his face and worry about how to eat.

Lan Jin thought Shen Yingxue would chase Zhu Chengyu away, but she agreed to meet him so easily. It seemed that Zhu Chengyu's appearance and disability had indeed lowered the master's vigilance.

For some reason, the boy, who had nothing good except his face, gave Lan Jin a feeling that he was worth being wary of.

Lan Jin called Han Jing and Zhu Chengyu in, and stood silently behind Shen Yingxue, protecting him just like Xun Yan once did. Shen Yingxue's eyes swept over Zhu Chengyu and then to Han Jing, [This mosaic is really well done, I have to praise it, there is no trace of photoshop.]

System: [……]

Han Jing originally wanted to meet Shen Yingxue with his real identity and ask her what to do in the future. He didn't expect that there were outsiders here, so he naturally couldn't reveal his identity.

He looked at Shen Yingxue who was unperturbed, and thought, he is indeed worthy of being his adoptive father, as he could remain calm even when seeing him dressed like this.

When he just put on women's clothes, even Manu, who had been hanging out in brothels for many years, spit out the water in her mouth, coughed and choked, and laughed with tears in her eyes for a long time before she stopped.

Han Jing knew that Man Nu was a very powerful person, but compared with Shen Yingxue, he was nothing.

Han Jing also bowed calmly and said in a soft female voice, "Master."

Shen Yingxue: [Wow, you even processed his voice, it's so complete! If it wasn't for Cathead saying he was Han Jing, I wouldn't have recognized him.]

The system didn't even have the heart to tell him that the current Han Jing was not blurred.

Shen Yingxue lowered her voice and said, "Come and sit down."

Han Jing smiled softly and sat next to Shen Yingxue to fulfill his duties as a son.

Zhu Chengyu heard the noise beside him and didn't know if the words were directed at him. He couldn't see, so he couldn't read the expressions. He stood there awkwardly, his eyelashes trembling with tension.

Shen Yingxue noticed that the child's eyebrows and eyelashes were white, the same color as his hair. Combined with the emerald green hairpin, it created a very strong visual impact.

The weather is pretty good today, the light is just right, and the gray-blue eyes are leaning towards blue, looking particularly clear and transparent.

Shen Yingxue said, "You can sit down too."

Zhu Chengyu was stunned for a while, and when he found that no one was talking, he asked in a low voice: "Are you talking about me?"

Shen Yingxue said: "Cat... help him over here."

Lan Jin came to Zhu Chengyu, grabbed his right forearm, and leaned very close to him. Her charming voice seemed to carry his light breath, gently brushing Zhu Chengyu's cheek. He couldn't help but become nervous and trembled slightly with fear.

Lan Jin supported him and sat opposite Shen Yingxue.

Zhu Chengyu reached forward with both hands and breathed a sigh of relief when he touched the edge of the table.

The more Lan Jin looked at him, the more he disliked him. At this point he finally figured it out. He just couldn't stand such weak and pretentious people... because he had attracted Shen Yingxue's attention with this attitude in the past.

No one knew better than Lan Jin that Shen Yingxue would fall for this.

He admired Shen Yingxue, but never thought about getting her. In his opinion, Shen Yingxue should be as strong and indifferent as he was when he was the leader of the Demon Cult, and not be disturbed by emotions.

But just because he voluntarily gave way doesn't mean others won't.

Even though Zhu Chengyu was blind and couldn't see his master's handsome face, he knew that his master was a skilled martial artist, had a sexy voice, was powerful and influential, and was still young. He was indifferent to his enemies, but was especially considerate to the weak. Zhu Chengyu was treated tenderly by Shen Yingxue, so it was inevitable that he would have other thoughts.

That's why Lan Jin dislikes him.

It was not suitable to drink in the morning. Han Jing rolled up his sleeves and poured Shen Yingxue a cup of light tea. He then set the tableware and brought the seasoning plate to Shen Yingxue. He then served a bowl of porridge, picked out a steaming steamed bun, blew on it, and placed it on the plate. "Please."

Shen Yingxue didn't expect Han Jing to have this skill: "You are so skilled."

Han Jing bit his lower lip and said, "I have served some people before..."

He learned all this in the brothel!

Those stinky men, relying on their money, bossed him around. Although Han Jing was not selling himself, he was also tortured. But when being bossed around, he had to maintain his demeanor and beauty, and every look had to be controlled, otherwise he would be complained.

Han Jing used to think that the girls in the building were gentle, beautiful and considerate. After staying there himself, he realized how much effort it takes to maintain such beauty.

Shen Yingxue knew he was a man and thought a woman's appearance was mosaic, so she didn't think too much about it. He said, "Sometimes socializing isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Like him, he used to have social difficulties and hated socializing. After three years of wearing mosaics, Shen Yingxue could chat with the little turtle for half an hour every day, and she was not far from suffering from social anxiety disorder.

"You are right." Han Jing felt that there was a deeper meaning in Shen Yingxue's words. This must be a test from his adoptive father. With a smile, he added the title at the end like an ordinary girl from Zanhua Lane, "Master."

Zhu Chengyu sat awkwardly in his seat, tangling his fingers together, looking very uneasy. In fact, he was calmly analyzing the information about the owner of Zanhua Lane.

He carefully identified the man's voice and thought he was over thirty years old.

The person named "Cat" was the one who served him closely.

The name "Mao" should be just a code name. Maybe people close to the owner of Zanhua Lane all call him by his code name.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She claimed that she had "served some people" and had just returned today, waiting to be received by the owner of Zanhua Lane. Perhaps she had displeased the owner of Zanhua Lane before and was sent to other people. She was bullied for a long time before being recalled by the owner.

Judging from her voice, she must be a very beautiful woman. She served the flower owner without any reluctance and was trying to please him from the bottom of her heart. I think the flower owner is also a charming person and should be very good-looking.

Shen Yingxue saw the handsome white-haired boy in a daze, and worried that he felt left out, she asked with concern: "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to join us?"

Zhu Chengyu was flattered and asked, "Can I?"

Shen Yingxue said to Cathead, "Go and help him."

Lan Jin was not very happy, but he still had to listen to Shen Yingxue's instructions, otherwise he would be disliked by Shen Yingxue. There are many ways to deal with Zhu Chengyu, and there is no need to do it in front of Shen Yingxue.

He took a plate and a bowl, divided some food for Zhu Chengyu, pushed it in front of him, and put the chopsticks in his hand, "You can do it yourself, right?"

Zhu Chengyu nodded repeatedly.

Shen Yingxue finished a soup dumpling in a few bites, "What do you want to see me for?"

Lan Jin said, "If you live in a place you are not used to, please tell me. The master is very busy. If he can't spare the time to see you, won't you be waiting in vain?"

"Thank you... Master." Zhu Chengyu said the last two words with difficulty. He put down the bun in his hand, put his hands on his knees, and sat obediently: "I just want to ask you, when can you help me get revenge."

Lan Jin looked at him even more unkindly.

Shen Yingxue thought that she couldn't break her promise, but he was a waste now and couldn't even stay up all night. There was nothing she could do except eat and watch TV. She still had to rely on Xun Yan for revenge.

Thinking about it this way, it really troubles Xun Yan.

However, revenge for Zhu Chengyu is a main task that can remove the mosaic, and Shen Yingxue has to do it. Xun Yan's ideals are consistent with the original owner, so he should not refuse.

Shen Yingxue said: "Wait two more days. Now is not the right time."

Xun Yan is still outside and hasn't come back yet. If he were given another job now, no donkey in the production team would do such a thing.

Zhu Chengyu whispered a thank you and thought to herself, it seems that Hua Zhu has other plans, and these few days will definitely not be peaceful, but she doesn't know what his intentions are.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see and missed a lot of information.

After breakfast, Zhu Chengyu was taken away by Lan Jin, leaving only Shen Yingxue and Han Jing in the room.

Han Jing didn't feel anything just now, but when the two were alone, that overwhelming feeling of oppression came back.

Han Jing looked at his young-looking adoptive father, Shen Yingxue, who was only 26 years old this year, only seven years older than him. However, when they were together, Han Jing felt that he was more than a generation younger than him.

Shen Yingxue's qualifications were there, and her experience in the underworld was also rich. When she was only in her teens, she became the leader of a powerful evil cult.

When Han Jing was in his teens, he was taught by Shen Yingxue in Shattered Shadow Mountain, and was then taken to Yuding Villa to learn martial arts. He then fled everywhere wearing women's clothes, and now he has returned to embarrass himself in front of his adoptive father.

Why is the gap between people so big?

"Father." Han Jing shouted in his native accent.

The mosaic of the voice disappeared? Shen Yingxue looked at the beautiful and heroic girl in front of her, and she spoke in a gentlemanly voice, which was a little confusing.

Maybe when others see him going crazy, the feeling is even stronger than this.

Shen Yingxue was stunned for a moment before she said, "I'm back."

"Yes." Han Jing said.

Before he met Shen Yingxue, he thought about her every day and had a lot to say to her. But after they met, Han Jing didn't know what to say. He thought about how they got along in the past, but he was shocked to find that they were speechless like today.

Shen Yingxue is not a talkative person and is very reserved in expressing her emotions. Han Jing was young at that time. Because no one loved him, he could only protect himself. He was self-centered and rarely thought about others.

He missed Shen Yingxue's love, and it was four years before they met again. He had grown from a boy to a young man, but Shen Yingxue was still the same, which made Han Jing even more at a loss.

If only Shen Yingxue were a little older, then he could pretend to be still a child and act weak and coquettishly in front of him.

Han Jing didn't say anything, and Shen Yingxue didn't say anything either.

Shen Yingxue has always been embarrassing himself and doesn't care much about his face, but the man in front of him is his adopted son.

Shen Yingxue thought about his weak body. It was impossible for him to have offspring in this life as well as his past life. Han Jing was his only son. He wanted to maintain his father's dignity and not let the child look down on him, otherwise he would not be able to control him in the future.

According to Shen Yingxue's experience, children like Han Jing who like to fall in love early and have rebellious personalities are adolescent troublemakers.

Fortunately, the original owner was relatively strong and he was very respectful to him. But that was the limit. Once Han Jing knew that Shen Yingxue's eyes were full of mosaics, he probably wouldn't be as obedient as he is now.

Shen Yingxue didn't want Han Jing to see that she looked abnormal, so as long as he didn't mention the mosaic, no one else would be able to tell.

Finally, Han Jing spoke first: "People outside are chasing me. How will my adoptive father deal with me?"

"It's not your fault." Shen Yingxue had a clear memory of the main plot. He knew that Han Jing took the blame for him, so he had a leisurely life. "You don't have to blame yourself. Since you are here, you are mine. No one dares to bully you."

Han Jing was very moved. He didn't know before.