Chapter 199: Su Yuan Disappears (Oolong)
Meng Yunlan took the porcelain bowl with one hand holding up her wide sleeves, her eyes curved with joy, and she recalled in a reminiscent tone:
"I still remember the first time I ate hot pot, Yunlan's dipping sauce was also prepared by my wife!"
Su Yuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up a piece of beef from the pot and put it into Meng Yunlan's small bowl, his voice clear and moist with a touch of pampering:
"You can eat it now. Here is your favorite beef."
After saying this, she sighed and continued:
"As for Yun Qiao... we probably won't be able to see her anymore. I just asked the shopkeeper, and she said her sister went to sign contracts with several merchants who joined our Su Yun Hotpot."
Meng Yunlan blinked in confusion and asked:
"Merchants who joined Suyun Hotpot? Aren't the stores in Suizhou, Mingzhou, Jiangzhou and Beijing managed by my sister? Could it be that she can't manage them all and wants to hand them over to someone else?"
Su Yuan's eyes were filled with a smile, and he kept scooping the cooked meat and vegetables from the spicy soup into the bowl, explaining:
"No, we just let them use the Su Yun name, provide them with recipes and business models, and the merchants who join will open branches in various places again."
"Haha, you have been staying in the capital and have not been well-informed. Yun Qiao and I started to implement it last year. Now, we can't say that we have opened branches all over Fengqi Country, but Su Yun has a place in one-third of the territory."
Meng Yunlan smiled knowingly, "So that's the case. Let's eat then. We didn't plan to come see her today anyway."
Su Yuan put a piece of duck blood dipped in sauce into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it, then said slowly:
"Well, I finally get to spend the day with you today. After lunch, I'll take you to the bookstore for a look."
"Okay, thank you, my wife."
At dusk.
The clouds in the sky were dyed into various colors by the setting sun: deep red, light red, orange, light yellow...
Su Mansion, front hall.
Ji Qiubai kept spinning like a top.
After a while.
He suddenly paused, snatched the tea bowl that Nan Chu was about to bring to his mouth, and said in an unhappy tone:
"It's already this late, why are you still in the mood to drink tea?"
Nan Chu looked at Ji Qiubai with a blank expression, wanting to ask:
What happened?
But before he could speak.
Ji Qiubai casually placed the teacup on the table, slapped his palms with the back of his hands, and said angrily:
"Our wife has been missing for several days. We originally thought that she went to Wanfo Temple to accompany the sickly Feng Shu. Who would have thought that I searched the back mountain thoroughly and didn't see any trace of Su Yuan."
"Aren't you afraid that something might happen to her, or that she'll fall in love with some other young master and run away with him? You're a master, but you're really generous. If you don't want to be the prince, just give it to me."
Nan Chu's eyebrows were twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川", and he whispered in a puzzled tone:
"But my wife is not missing! Didn't we go to see the fifth prince today?"
Ji Qiubai rolled his eyes and angrily changed his words halfway through his speech:
"Tsk, who's looking..., yes, he's the one looking, but Su Yuan has to be looked for too, have you ever seen anyone not stay home at night?"
Nan Chu hadn't thought so much about it before, but now after Ji Qiubai's analysis.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Countless terrifying conjectures lingered in his mind, and he murmured:
"Danger, yes, how could I have forgotten this? Then, what should we do now? If my wife is really in danger, let's go and save her!"
Ji Qiubai was full of questions.
no!
Why didn't he listen to the latter sentence?
Ji Qiubai coughed awkwardly, "Well, this is just a metaphor I made up, don't take it seriously."
Unexpectedly, Nan Chu was serious about it.
His eyes turned red, and his voice was choked with sobs:
"You're right, wuwu, my wife..."
Now it was Ji Qiubai's turn to be anxious. He quickly walked over to Nan Chu, patted the man on the back, and said worriedly:
"Hey, don't cry. When dad comes back soon, he will think that I am bullying you."
Nan Chu cried with a hoarse voice:
"Well, my wife... why don't we tell Yue Zhong to think of a solution? He knows martial arts and can help."
Ji Qiubai gave a smile that was uglier than crying.
This time he shot himself in the foot.
If Yue Chong knew that he had instigated Nan Chu to cause trouble, wouldn't he be given the cold shoulder again?
Just when Ji Qiubai was in trouble, two conversations suddenly came from outside the door and instantly saved him:
"Yunlan, why do I hear Nanchu crying?"
"Yeah, I heard that, too."
As the voice got closer.
Su Yuan and Meng Yunlan strode into the front hall. She narrowed her eyes and glanced at the men standing and sitting in the room, raised her eyebrows and said:
"What's wrong? Why is Nan Chu crying?"
Hearing the sound, Nan Chu’s crying stopped abruptly.
He looked up in surprise, and trotted over to Su Yuan, hugged her arm, and said with joy instead of worry:
"My dear wife, you are finally back. I was so scared. I thought you had an accident."
Su Yuan touched his little head and said with a smile:
"Just because of this?"
Nan Chu nodded and said "hmm".
He opened his pink lips slightly, and was about to explain a few words, but Ji Qiubai, who came up from behind, beat him to the punch.
He came up and sniffed around Su Yuan, then his face changed drastically and he said angrily:
"Su Yuan, did you go to eat hot pot?"
“It’s still spicy soup!”
Su Yuan nodded, sighed and said:
"I returned home last night and stayed in Yunlan's room. I wanted to take you guys out for a stroll today, but you were not in the house this early in the morning. Sigh... Then I can only take Yunlan with me."
After saying this, she glanced at the two men and said slowly and in a long tone:
"By the way, where did you go?"
Nan Chu's almond-shaped eyes flickered, and he said without any hesitation:
"Let's go to the Wanfo Temple to see..."
Unexpectedly, he only said half of his words.
Ji Qiubai interrupted again with a very fast speech:
"We went to pray to the Buddha. We saw that you hadn't been home for a few days, so we wanted to ask for a lucky charm for you."
He quietly winked at Nan Chu:
Don't forget what you said on the road.
A gang!
Nan Chu immediately reacted upon seeing this and echoed:
"Yeah, I went to ask for a lucky charm."
Their little tricks could never be hidden from Su Yuan's eyes, but she didn't expose them.
She turned her head and waved at the door:
"Qing Er, come in."
"yes."
After Su Qinger put a stack of exquisite gift boxes on the table.
Su Yuan opened the brocade box and took out a purple jade hairpin from it. He raised his lips slightly and said in a gentle voice:
"I'm sorry that you guys were worried when I wasn't home these few days. Come here, all three of you. I bought one of these purple jade hairpins for each of you. Try them on and see if you like them."
Nan Chu was as happy as if he had eaten honey, "Okay, I want my wife to wear it for me."
Ji Qiubai raised his hand, "I want one too."
Meng Yunlan nodded, smiled faintly and walked over.
Su Yuan put hairpins on the three men, put one of them into her sleeve, and took the opportunity to explain where they were going tonight:
"I will personally deliver Yuezhong to him. He will stay at Xiayue Pavilion tonight. It is getting late now, so go have dinner."
“Y/N.”
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