It was unknown if the driver was drunk or frightened, but the white car made a big turn and almost drove onto the sidewalk.
However, the driver's skills were obviously not bad. The car dodged in ti when it was about to hit the curb.
It looked like an ordinary accident that was nipped in the bud. The few young masters looked at it as if it was a joke and then looked away.
However, Yu Yao's expression turned grave.
He had seen this car in Sijiu before.
At that ti, he had gone to attend a banquet. Halfway through, he had gone out to get so fresh air when he inadvertently saw Yu Xiheng alighting from this car.
Because Yu Xiheng had difficulty moving around, he owned many cars.
Yu Yao raised his head and looked over again. He happened to see soone opening the window and poking her head in.
Obviously, it was a girl.
He narrowed his eyes.
There is a woman in Yu Xiheng's car?
This is even more unbelievable than the Yu family being able to enter the Free State.
I must have recognized the wrong car.
It's normal to see similar cars.
Besides, Yu Xiheng couldn't possibly co to the city.
Yu Yao bit on a cigarette and didn't care much more. "Maybe it's so new money who just bought a car."
"That makes sense. I reckon he wants to show off on the streets before he even has the ti to put up the plate." The young master replied, "But his car isn't much. It's at most 900,000 yuan. A new money is a new money after all. He can't compare to us."
Aristocratic families looked down on wealthy families, and wealthy families looked down on new money. The chain of contempt in the circle of wealth had always been like this.
The young master laughed again and hooked his arm around Yu Yao's shoulder. "Yao, I forgot to ask the other day. Are you here to find dicine for Miss Ji?"
At the ntion of this na, Yu Yao's expression softened. "Yes, she's not in good health and needs a lot of dicine. There's not much dicine left in Sijiu. I've already asked soone to prepare a few cars of dicine and send them back when the ti cos."
"Yao, don't worry." The young master said, "Miss Ji is a lucky person. Her illness will definitely be cured."
Yu Yao smiled and acknowledged. He seed to have thought of sothing and his expression beca a little dull. "Is she going to attend Old Master Zuo's funeral?"
"Oh, you an Si Fuqing? She's going to participate." The young master nodded . "But I heard that not only did she not pay her respects at the funeral parlor, but she also disturbed Old Master Zuo's coffin maliciously.""
"Tsk, after all, Old Master Zuo raised her, right? She's really hopeless."
When Yu Yao heard this, his expression turned colder by a few degrees. "Don't let her touch when the ti cos."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely arrange it. "The young master patted his chest and promised, "After the funeral, she will have nothing to do with the Zuo family. With her status, it will be difficult for her to see you in the future."
Not just anyone could enter the circle in Sijiu.
**
11:30 in the morning.
Feng San parked the car in front of a local restaurant.
The three of them had already put on masks, and their clothes were also ordinary, no different from passers-by.
The lady boss of the local restaurant was very enthusiastic and served the dishes very quickly.
"You're really fragrant and juicy." Si Fuqing said to a plate of roast duck, "My life's dream is to eat you every day. I'm going to eat."
Feng San was speechless.
Is her life dream to eat roast duck every day?
This is way too casual!
He was getting more and more confused about Si Fuqing's thought process.
Yu Xiheng's diet was light and he only ordered a soup and a few snacks.
He supported his chin and looked at Si Fuqing, who was devouring the duck at with puffed cheeks, through the mist of his tea.
He thought that when she ate, she was also like a little fox.
"Boss, I'm going to take a look around." Si Fuqing finished eating and blinked. "I'll buy you so dicine.""
She did not say that she wanted to treat Yu Xiheng on a whim.
After all, there weren't many illnesses in the world that she would consider difficult to treat.
"Go ahead." Yu Xiheng nodded.
"I need reimbursent."
"Mhmn."
Only then did Si Fuqing leave happily.
Yu Xiheng put down his teacup and looked up. "Go and pay the bill."
Feng San didn't know what to say.
Although the bank card was indeed on him, the difference in treatnt was way too drastic!
**
At night.
At the hotel.
After Feng San had investigated everything, he walked in quietly. "Brother Nine, Miss Si said she'll be back in a mont"
Yu Xiheng was reading a book and nodded slightly.
Seeing that there was nothing to do, Feng San thought for a mont, then quietly took out his phone and opened the video app.
Ever since he found out that Si Fuqing was a ntor in "Youth With You", he had collected a lot of information.
However, so of the proper terms and initializations in the entertainnt industry gave him a headache. He couldn't understand them even after he took the ti to study. It was more tiring than asking him to practice martial arts.
The the song of "Youth With You" played, and the high notes exploded. Feng San was so frightened that he imdiately pressed the mute button.
But it was too late.
Yu Xiheng looked up and inquired. "What are you looking at?"
Feng San shivered, his back covered in cold sweat, but he responded truthfully, "... I'm watching Miss Si's show."
Oh no, I'm not doing my job properly during work and even watched talent shows. I'm going to be kicked back ho by Brother Nine.
Unexpectedly, Yu Xiheng lifted his chin slightly and said. "Project it onto the screen."
Feng San was dumbfounded.
He repeatedly confird that it was not his ears that were damaged. After being in a daze for a while, he turned on the projector and connected it to his phone.
The screen was instantly filled with dense comnts.
[Brother Yan, I'm here!]
[Brother Yan, you've already beaten soone by 10 million votes. Don't people know who's going to be the center?]
[Ah, it's so annoying. I have to see Si Fuqing again. Can you cut out her scenes? I don't want to see her!]
[When is Si Fuqing going to die? If it wasn't for her, would my bias' popularity have deteriorated?]
Half of the comnts was praising Lu Yan, while the other half was cursing Si Fuqing.
"I'll turn off the comnts." Feng San frowned. "Brother Nine, I've searched. These people are called keyboard warriors. They are all brainless and dirty."
"No need." Yu Xiheng said, "Keep watching."
His expression did not change, but his eyes slowly dimd.
Feng San heard Yu Xiheng and didn't turn it off.
[I'm here. I'm here to see how Si Fuqing made a fool of herself.]
[I always feel conflicted when I see Si Fuqing in every program. I don't want to see her ugly face, but I also want to see her make a fool of herself.]
[Isn't anyone curious about her bare face? When could she remove her makeup? Is she really so ugly that she couldn't be seen?]
The comnts were full of attacks and mockeries.
However, when Si Fuqing gave Mu Ye an "F" rating, the fans exploded.
[Si Fuqing, can you really get out of the show? What have you done to a good talent show?]
[Brother Mu's retort is good. She doesn't know how to sing or dance. Si Fuqing, what right do you have to give him an F?]
[If Si Fuqing can't give a reason today, I'll send her so bloody things later [smile][smile]]
On the screen, the girl turned the microphone, her expression calm.
[Si Fuqing is about to answer. This is too funny. Let's see what she has to say.]
[Attention ahead!]
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