Chapter 11 Chapter 11 "I'm done with this job!..."

Biezhi waited for an hour.

To be more precise, he and Jingqing waited for an hour together.

Waiting was commonplace for them; occasionally, they could wait for two or three days, but waiting for Ji Ran was ultimately their own personal matter, and had nothing to do with Senior Brother Jingqing. Biezhi offered to help two or three times, but Jingqing refused each time.

It seemed that Jingqing, as he'd said, had nothing to do after returning to Beijing. He sat in the shop, sometimes chatting with Biezhi, sometimes looking around at the Wuwei Shop.

"The waiters seem quite familiar with you," Jingqing said thoughtfully, glancing at the glances that occasionally glanced their way.

"Hmm." Biezhi nodded, then glanced back toward the main entrance. Still no sign of Ji Ran, she said, "I've been here quite a few times, and over time, we've gotten to know them. Occasionally, when Ji Ran's not around, I'll chat with them." "

Jing Qing raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you go and chat with your senior brothers and sisters."

Biezhi was silent.

To be honest, when she finally had some free time, she didn't want to step into Xianyun Tower at all. She always felt uncomfortable when she stepped in.

She curled her lips and muttered: "I don't want to go back to the building for no reason."

I don't want to rush to get into trouble.

Jing Qing laughed: "You are--"

When a subtle footsteps suddenly sounded in her ears, Biezhi turned her head back to look at the main gate, without paying any attention to what her senior brother was saying. The tall and graceful figure of the man was reflected in her eyes. The corners of her mouth curled up, and she raised her hand high and waved to Jiran.

Jiran seemed to be stunned, and his gaze shifted slightly from meeting hers to the man behind her.

Biezhi followed his gaze and looked back at her senior brother, then remembered something and said hurriedly: "Senior brother, you sit here and wait, I'll go over there. "

You--" Jing Qing opened the corner of his mouth slightly, but did not stop her in a hurry.

Biezhi trotted forward and saw that Ji Ran's eyes were still on his senior brother. She raised her hand and waved in front of his eyes, thinking about how to gesture so that he could understand, but she couldn't think of it after thinking for a long time. She lowered her eyelids helplessly and sighed slightly

. The man grabbed the sleeve with his slender knuckles and pulled it lightly.

In an instant, Biezhi's eyelashes trembled.

She raised her eyes and looked at Ji Ran, and saw that he shook his head slightly, gesturing with his hands, asking herself how long she had been waiting.

"One hour." Biezhi made a gesture of one, looking at him steadily, seeing a slight daze flash in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that he would wait for so long, she waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I'm free and come and sit here. "

Biezhi paused, looked back at his senior brother who stood up and walked over, pointed at him and then at Ji Ran himself, and looked at him puzzledly: "Senior brother came here with me. You met last night. Have you forgotten?"

Accompany?

The darkness in the depths of Fu Huaiqing's pupils flashed away, making it impossible to catch a trace of it. He smiled coldly in his heart, but did not show it on his face. His eyes passed Biezhi's figure and looked at the man who was walking slowly towards him, and he did not miss the possession in the depths of his eyes.

Possession of Biezhi.

As the head of Xianyun Tower, Fu Huaiqing knew that the two grew up together as childhood sweethearts. On the day Biezhi came to Wuwei Shop, the booklet placed on his desk clearly stated that Jingqing seemed to have a crush on Biezhi, but because Biezhi had no interest in her, he endured it.

However, it was two years ago after all.

In the past two years, there have been many ups and downs. Who knows if Biezhi will have other ideas.

It's like even if Biezhi thinks Ji Ran is handsome, there will be times when he appreciates other men.

For example Just now...

Fu Huaiqing was about to step off the carriage when he clearly noticed Dao Chi's naked and direct gaze. Her vague gaze traced his figure up and down, and the slight raise of her eyebrows revealed her satisfaction.

Thinking of this, his eyes grew a little colder.

A sudden gust of cold wind swept through the surroundings. Biezhi glanced around warily, but saw nothing amiss, nor anyone who looked out of place.

However, her gaze was so direct that even Ji Ran raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, looking at her in confusion.

In an instant, Biezhi came to her senses and shook her head. She looked at Jing Qing, who had come

to her side. She hadn't forgotten what she was here for. She bent down and effortlessly lifted the basket beside Ji Ran's legs, saying, "He and I will move the things in first. Please wait a moment, Senior Brother."

Ji Ran also bent down and picked up another basket.

Jing Qing's eyes wrinkled slightly, and he held out his hand to Biezhi: "I'll do it for you."

"No need." "Biezhi dodged and said with a smile: "Brother, you know I'm strong."

After that, she picked up the basket and walked towards the backyard.

Fu Huaiqing glanced at Jing Qing, who had a slightly solemn expression, with a smile on his lips, and followed Biezhi's pace.

The haze in the city quietly dissipated, revealing a little glow.

Jing Qing turned sideways and looked at the two figures walking in one after the other. The coldness in his eyes sank a little, and there was a hint of murderous intent.

Wang Chuan, who was greeting the waiter, glanced at the man standing silently, and the corners of his mouth lowered little by little. He glanced at the people in the shop. Everyone obviously noticed something wrong. They seemed to be busy with their own things, but in fact their attention was focused on the people in the shop. It all fell on the man.

Jing Qing breathed a sigh of relief and followed the two of them.

Wang Chuan watched his departing figure, glanced at the waiter who was holding the tea, and motioned him to follow him to the backyard to explore.

Biezhi put the basket away as if he was familiar with the place, stood up and patted the dust on his hands, then looked back at Ji Ran who came in with the basket.

The utility room in the back kitchen was not small, but after he walked in, it suddenly became a little narrow, as if there was not enough room for him to move around.

Fu Huaiqing was blocking the doorway, blocking the view of the others.

Biezhi looked up, "Huh? "

Fu Huaiqing said nothing, pretending not to hear, and put down the basket in his hand.

Biezhi had long been accustomed to him not answering, or not understanding or hearing what she said, and did not feel that there was anything wrong.

She glanced around, found a bamboo pole that was suitable for her, and drew a circle as before, looking up to see if he could understand. In the past, when she was about to go out on a mission, she came to him and didn't care about anything else, just drew a circle first.

Over time, it became an unwritten custom between the two of them, indicating that she was going out.

Fu Huaiqing certainly would not pretend not to understand this time. He nodded slightly to show that he knew what she meant, and made a safe journey gesture.

He had made this gesture many times, and Biezhi understood it. "I will not leave the capital this time, but I may reduce the number of times I come here. "

After all, for the next three months, she would no longer be Biezhi herself, but a new identity assigned to her by the building.

Fu Huaiqing looked at her with feigned confusion.

Biezhi didn't want to explain much, but when she thought about the 10,000 taels she would get after this mission, she felt extremely happy and couldn't help but say, "I'm quitting after this job!"

For a moment, Fu Huaiqing paused, fiddling with the garlic on the doorframe to ward off evil spirits. He lowered his eyelids and looked at the girl, whose expression shone with a different light, his eyes changing slightly.

What do you mean by quitting after this job?

Biezhi saw the suspicion in the man's deep, clear eyes and thought he was confused because he didn't understand what she was saying. She didn't take it to heart and muttered to herself, "Ten thousand taels of silver is enough to ensure that I will have food and clothing for the rest of my life. I have no other aspirations." "I

only have four months left with the contracted son in the building." She counted on her fingers and nodded thoughtfully. "Xu Wenche's matter will take three months, and then there's only one month left. One month is more than enough to plan for the rest of my life."

Hearing this, Fu Huaiqing narrowed his eyes.

Oh, you want to run away?

Thinking this way, Biezhi's mood grew increasingly relaxed. Even her most annoying master seemed to be pleasing to her. She stretched and, for once, praised him in front of Ji Ran: "Master, although he's impulsive, he's really quick and easy with his money. He's a rare find."

"But," Biezhi changed the subject again, tut-tutting, and muttering, "I definitely won't work for him forever."

Fu Huaiqing: "..."

If only he could, he really wanted to ask why.

Why couldn't she work for him forever? Was it because his salary wasn't high enough, or was he just brutal?

Or maybe he could just crack her head open and see what she was thinking.

But before he could ask, Biezhi quickly gave him the answer: "He's an old man who's unmarried and I haven't heard of him having a sweetheart. I'm afraid as he gets older, gossip will pile up and his personality will change. I have to run."

Three times in a row.

In less than a day, he was called an old man three times.

Fu Huaiqing's eyes shifted several times. He closed them slightly, telling himself she didn't mean it.

But if she really didn't mean it, why would she have screamed three times?

Fu Huaiqing opened his eyes and looked at Bie Zhi, who was chattering away with her back to him. His breathing slowed down. He really wanted to speak, to scare her, and then ask her how she knew the owner of Xianyun Tower was an old man.

He wanted to lay out the evidence and explain it to him one by one.

Jiang Yue and Cheng Jin, who were guarding the courtyard, exchanged glances. Cheng Jin's eyes were filled with disbelief. He looked at his colleague, who hadn't yet moved, and frowned in confusion.

Jiang Yue looked at him in confusion and asked silently, "What for?"

"If you don't find an empty cell, you'll be the one in trouble," Cheng Jin kindly reminded him.

Jiang Yue: "......?"

If he went to find an empty cell, he'd be the one in trouble. He would be the one locked up, not anyone else.

"If the master is truly displeased, he'll do it himself," Jiang Yue whispered.

Just like last night, when the prince couldn't help himself, he'd taken action himself, without them having to do anything. Or, in other words, "As for Biezhi, the prince can do it, but if you and I do it, it won't be her who'll be put in solitary confinement, it'll be just the two of us."

Cheng Jin: "Huh?"

Jiang Yue glanced helplessly at his friend, whose heart and eyes had been solely devoted to the prince since childhood, unable to care for anything else. He patted his shoulder, "Just listen to me, you're right."

Cheng Jin thought about it and seemed to understand what he meant.

Given the prince's personality, his thoughts were rarely influenced by others, but right now... it seemed that whatever Biezhi said dictated the prince's thoughts. It

was quite a spectacle.

"Hehe." Biezhi suddenly smiled.

Fu Huaiqing's rage was dispelled by her slightly silly laugh, and he looked at the girl, whose smile was unusually bright.

In a moment, she said, "When I have money, I will find a handsome man." As she spoke, no one knew what she was thinking about. The smile on her pretty face deepened a little, and she even showed a rare shyness. She played with the knuckles of the scallion and rolled it several times. "If one doesn't work, find two. If two don't work, find three. There will always be one that will work."