Huai Jin is a famous prostitute in Hanchun Tower in the capital. The reason for his fame is simply because he is good-looking, with small and delicate features, especially his eyes that seem to be able to speak, which are more beautiful than women's eyes.
The year he was first sold to Hanchunlou, many wealthy businessmen from the north offered high prices to buy him. Among them were some brutes. In order to buy him to humiliate and beat the men, Huai Jin suffered a lot in the beginning. Later, he was relieved when Song Luan took a fancy to him. At least she looked like a normal woman and should be easy to deal with.
Song Luan spent almost all of her dowry to buy Huai Jin, but no matter how brave she was, she could not bring him back to the Zhao family, so Huai Jin still lived outside all these years.
Song Luan didn't buy him for that kind of thing. She just liked handsome men. Every time she came to Huai Jin, it was to drink, and she didn't do anything else.
The reason why Huai Jin came to his house was because Song Luan hadn't been out of his house for a long time, and he was always worried that something had happened to her. He heard that the second son and second wife of the Zhao family had reconciled recently, and he took it as a joke, because Song Luan had said in front of him more than once that she hated her husband. She believed that it was Zhao Nanyu's scheme that drugged her and forced her to marry him, so she had many dissatisfactions with Zhao Nanyu.
Huai Jin didn't expect that she would run into the other person's real husband the first time she visited the house. He had been in the market for so many years and had a very aggressive temper. She rushed in recklessly without any fear. Even when her hands and feet were controlled by someone, she still refused to give up.
Zhao Nanyu stood at the bottom of the stairs with his hands behind his back and watched for a long time. His eyes were as dark as deep pools. He pulled the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile, "Who is this?"
No one dared to tell him the truth. They all lowered their heads and refused to say a word. The manager gave them a look and told them to take the person away quickly.
The curve of Zhao Nanyu's lips slowly slid down, his eyes were cold, and his voice suddenly became cold. He asked sternly: "Are you all mute?"
The manager and others were so frightened that they shivered and felt cold all over. In such a hot day, they even had cold sweats on their backs.
Huai Jin could be in cahoots with Song Luan, which meant that they were destined to have similar personalities. They were both shrewd, tactless, and always courting death. He snorted, "Who am I? Master Zhao, do you really not know?"
Zhao Nanyu stepped up step by step in black boots, standing three steps away from him, curled the corners of his mouth, and swept his cold eyes across his face without blinking, and said clearly word by word: "Are you worthy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his foot and kicked Nan Huai in the chest. This kick was extremely fierce, not like that of a scholar. Huai Jin was kicked away immediately, and his lower back hit the doorpost hard. He felt waves of pain in his internal organs, and blood slowly flowed down the corners of his lips.
Zhao Nanyu looked at him as if he were a dead object. He patted his collar elegantly, raised his lips and smiled softly, "Butler, show the guest out."
"yes."
Huai Jin endured the pain and bravely climbed up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and said, "Tsk, I'll walk by myself."
This bastard was so vicious. No wonder A-Luan doesn't like him. Rude men are not good people.
Bah. Bah. Bah.
Zhao Nanyu's eyebrows twitched, and he suppressed his strong anger in his heart. His face turned completely dark, and he ran straight to the backyard without saying a word. Halfway through, he suddenly stopped, changed direction and went back to the study first.
He had to stay calm. Even though he really wanted to do something extraordinary to Song Luan so that she would remember this lesson, it was not the right time yet.
Zhao Nanyu knew Huai Jin's background very well, even when Song Luan redeemed him, how many times the two had met, and what they said and did each time. He knew all of it.
After he gradually fell in love with Song Luan, he could no longer remain indifferent and calm, and he also felt hatred.
Song Luan paced around the room anxiously. She had no idea how many men the original owner had recruited. She naively thought there was only one He Run, but then another one came. She felt like she was going bald.
After hearing the news that Zhao Nanyu kicked the young waiter away, she became even more uneasy and racked her brains to think about how to deal with him.
First of all, she definitely couldn't admit it, but Song Luan didn't know how far the relationship between the original owner and the young waiter had developed, so she couldn't deny it completely.
Song Luan's head ached from thinking about it, but luckily Zhao Nanyu didn't come over to settle the score with her right away, which gave her a chance to catch her breath.
The sky gets dark late in early summer and it is almost time for dinner, but the sky in the distance is still bright with sunset clouds.
Zhao Nanyu calmed down and wrote two pieces of calligraphy, then took Shi Ge'er's hand and went to Song Luan's room with him for dinner.
Song Luan was still flustered. She looked at Zhao Nanyu nervously and found that his expression was no different from usual. She couldn't help but ask herself, could he have just endured this matter? Not going to pursue the matter?
Zhao Nanyu smiled and said gently, "Why are you looking at me?"
Song Luan felt uneasy. She was unsure of his thoughts and couldn't understand why he looked like nothing had happened and everything was going well. She said, "I want to hear..."
Zhao Nanyu lowered his eyes, smiled slightly, and then interrupted her, "Let's eat first."
Only when you are full can you have the energy to settle the bill.
The words that were about to come out of Song Luan's throat were just forced down. She had mustered up the courage to confront him and explain, but unexpectedly Zhao Nanyu didn't seem to want to talk about it.
She held the chopsticks and looked at her favorite dishes on the table, but she had no appetite.
Zhao Nanyu put some food into her bowl, fearing that she would not eat well and would be hungry. "Eat more."
Song Luan gradually put her mind at ease and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you." Since he didn't mention it, there was no need for her to offend him.
At night, Zhao Nanyu rarely stayed in her room. Song Luan had just finished drying her hair and there was still a faint fragrance on her body. She was wearing very thin clothes, and her summer shirt was also transparent, so her exquisite body could be seen clearly in the morning.
Under the moonlight, she seemed to be glowing white, and her slender white neck made people want to take a bite of it. She didn't notice the person behind her. She faced the bed, supporting her head with one hand and flipping through the book in her hand with the other hand.
Song Luan felt hot, so he rolled up his loose trouser legs halfway, revealing a section of his fair calves. His two feet were curled up, looking small and cute.
Zhao Nanyu appeared behind her silently, shrouding her in shadow. After watching her for a while, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, lifting her towards himself.
Song Luan opened her eyes wide and looked at him stupidly. They were very close to each other at this moment. Zhao Nanyu's breath was on her neck, giving her goose bumps.
Their faces were almost touching. Zhao Nanyu stared at her with his dark eyes. He spoke slowly, seeming to be in a very happy mood, "I came back this afternoon and met a very interesting man in front of my house."
Song Luan shrank to the corner of the bed. She knew that Zhao Nanyu, this pervert, would not let her off easily. She forced a smile and said, "I heard about it."
Zhao Nanyu raised her eyebrows. "I'm glad you heard about it. I was afraid you didn't know about it. Speaking of which, it seems that the interesting man has a special relationship with you."
Song Luan's back was already sweating. She calmed herself down and said slowly, "Actually, he and I have nothing to do with each other."
She also knew how weak and pale her explanation was, but Song Luan believed that the original owner and the young waiter should not have done anything out of line, and a woman's intuition had never been wrong.
Song Luan felt that the man in front of him seemed to have a gloomier expression, and his happy expression seemed a little distorted. He pulled the corner of his lips slightly, "Is it okay? This is not the same as what I know."
Song Luan would rather he explode all at once than torture her to death bit by bit like now. She closed her eyes, suddenly waved his hand away, quickly rolled to the corner, wrapped in the quilt, far away from him, and then said: "I said no, it means no, don't think so badly of me. Although I have done a lot of wrong things, I will never admit to what I haven't done, believe it or not!"
Song Luan was very smart. After she finished being wild, she started to play the victim again. Her eyes were red, and she looked aggrieved and pitiful. "Yes! I have a bad reputation! But do I want it to be like this?! No matter what I do, it's wrong and fake. You don't believe me and you all bully me. You don't like me at all?"
She felt very aggrieved when she said this, but it was a feeling of righteous grievance. Song Luan also knew that her words were shameless enough, but face was not important to her at all.
Zhao Nanyu got very close to her, forcing her into a corner with no way to retreat. He looked down at her trembling and asked, "Are you wronged?"
The woman under him was as pale as paper, and her body was trembling slightly. It was unclear whether she was angry or scared.
Song Luan gritted her teeth and was frightened to the point of shedding two tears. She trembled as she reached out to wipe away her tears and sniffed, "Am I not wronged?! If you doubt me... then... ah!"
A short scream suddenly came from her throat. Zhao Nanyu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his dark pupils flashed with a dark light. He pinched her chin and whispered her name, "Song Luan."
The person in her arms froze. She wanted to say something like "If you doubt me, just divorce me." Anyway, she was happy not to live with him.
Fierce and dark, anyone who likes him is a fool!
Zhao Nanyu forced her to tilt her neck back, with two tears still hanging on her delicate face. He lowered his head, and gently covered her cheek with his slightly cool lips, gently sucking away her tears. Song Luan did not dare to move, and let him do whatever he wanted.
Zhao Nanyu raised his face. His eyes were tender as water at this moment, but Song Luan still didn't dare to look at him, let alone look him directly in the eye.
He pinched her chin with a little force, and she had to meet his eyes. She only heard Zhao Nanyu say, "Song Luan, I don't care how many men you have had relationships with before."
"From today on, you'd better cut off all ties with them."
He chuckled and said, "Otherwise, I'll kill them one by one."
"Killed in front of you."
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