Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 170
Nan Wan's face was calm, but his palms were sweating.

She told herself that she had tried her best, and whether she succeeded or not, as long as the result was worthy of her heart, that would be fine.

While the three of them were waiting, a servant from the restaurant suddenly stumbled over.

The young servant looked around, saw Wang Xue, and rushed to meet him, saying, "Miss, you've won."

"Who won?"

Obviously noisy voices filled his ears, but Wang Xue felt like he was deaf and couldn't hear the slightest bit.

"It's you!" The servant was out of breath, "Now the announcer must have arrived at the palace. I have seen it with my own eyes, so there is no falsehood."

"And Ms. Nan, Ms. Li." The young man continued, "You are all hit."

"Really?" Li Jia couldn't believe it. She didn't have the slightest idea about this imperial examination. After all, she knew how much she was worth, but she didn't expect to get it by mistake this time.

"That's right, the names of the three of you are next to each other."

After finishing speaking, the boy stepped aside, eagerly waiting for the reward.

She hit it too.

Nan Wan was in a trance for a moment, until Li Jia pushed her back before recovering.

Wang Xue readily took out a tael of silver from her pocket and handed it to him.

The boy laughed so hard that his teeth could not be seen, and ran away after saying a few words of kindness to them.

If he was in good time, he might be able to get the reward from the Patriarch.

"Let's go, let's go to drink." Li Jia suppressed his excitement, his voice trembling unconsciously.

Nan Fu.

Li's face was radiant, as if she looked ten years younger.

Pei Yu stood with him at the door, looking at the passers-by from time to time.

At this time, why hasn't the wife come back?

In the distance, a carriage suddenly drove up.

The corners of Pei Yu's mouth raised slightly, and he was about to go up to him immediately.

"My lord, my lord, the young lady is going to drink flower wine, let me tell you that you don't have to wait." The servant jumped off the carriage axle and said.

As soon as these words came out, Pei Yu's originally excited mood suddenly cooled down.

"Nonsense." Nan Yuan's complexion darkened, and he was about to get angry, "At this time, what kind of flower wine is she running to drink?"

Didn't she know that a whole lot of them were waiting for her to come home?
"Go and call her back." Nan Yuan said with a cold face.

He has just become a Juren and is making such a mess, wouldn't it be even more lawless in the future.

"Wait." Mrs. Li stopped the servant, and said in a reproachful tone, "Wanwan hasn't had flower wine in a month, so let her drink it today if she's in the mood! Anyway, she won't do anything out of the ordinary. "

Nan Yuan snorted coldly, turned and left.

"She has such a temper." Li said to Pei Yu with a smile: "Xiao Yu, let's go, let's go back, we won't wait to hold you back."

"Okay." Pei Yu hid the disappointment on his face, and followed Mrs. Li into the mansion.

"Master." Ji Fu saw Pei Yu's sullenness, and tentatively asked, "How about I call Miss back?"

"No need." Pei Yu shook his head, "The Wife Master will come back later."

As Li Shi said, Nan Wan hasn't had a drink for a month, and it's rare for him to relax now, so there's no need for him to disturb her interest at this time.

But he was very disturbed, especially after knowing that Nan Wan was drinking.

"Pei Yu, why are you so shameless?"

Thinking of what Nan Wan said when he was drunk, Pei Yu felt even more uncomfortable.

"Jifu, you go out! Leave me alone."

"Master." Ji Fu hesitated to speak.

My young master's mood is wrong at first glance, how can he feel at ease when he goes out at this time.

"Jifu." Pei Yu shouted again.

Jifu had no choice but to retreat.

Pei Yu stared at the dishes on the table in a daze. These dishes were cooked by himself after he learned that Nan Wan was promoted.

But in the end it is estimated that it can only fall.

Pei Yu sat down at the table and took a few bites with his chopsticks. The originally delicious dish suddenly became dull.

"Master."

At Xushi, Jifu came in again.

"Miss sent someone to say that you will be back very late tonight, so you can go to bed early."

"I know, you go down!"

Pei Yu smiled self-deprecatingly, his eyes seemed to be getting farther and farther away, as if he had returned to the past through the years.

"Lang Jun, Miss said she won't be coming back tonight."

"Lang Jun, the lady said it's okay, so don't come into her room."

"Lang Jun, miss, she doesn't want to see you, please go back!"

How could it be so cold even though it didn't snow today?
Nan Wan didn't come back until Haishi, smelling of alcohol all over his body.

When she opened the door, she thought Pei Yu had fallen asleep, but she didn't.

From the corner of the candle, Nan Wan could clearly see Pei Yu sitting in front of the table, with a shadowy figure.

"Xiao Yu."

Nan Wan approached, and was caught off guard when he saw a large table full of dishes.

The originally muddy consciousness suddenly became clear.

"Little Yu, I..."

"Wife master." Pei Yu's face was calm, reflecting her troubled melancholy: "You don't need to explain to me, I know."

Knowing that she was just a whim, knowing that she came back so late because she stayed in Hualou for a long time, knowing that he is not as important to the wife-lord as he imagined.

Pei Yu, you really know how to be affectionate.

He ignored Nan Wan and turned on the couch.

Nan Wan came to the table, silently picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the dish, it was cold and not as fresh as before.

She took a bite of every dish, and didn't stop until she couldn't eat any more.

"Xiao Yu."

Nan Wan hesitated for a while, came to the bed, and explained in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, I didn't..."

Before she could speak, she saw the teardrops glistening on Pei Yu's face, and immediately panicked.

"Little Yu, don't..."

"My wife, do you really like me?" Pei Yu turned his back to her and asked, "Can you tell the difference between liking and guilt?"

After saying this, a thought that had been faint in Pei Yu's mind gradually became clear.

Nan Wan felt guilty for him from the beginning to the end, rather than liking him.

After a moment of silence, Nan Wan said dumbly: "Xiao Yu, whether you believe it or not, I want to tell you that I have you in my heart, not because of guilt."

She is not a kind person, and there is no need to bear unnecessary faults.

She had nothing to do with Pei Yu from the beginning, so there was no guilt.

There are thousands of planes and thousands of protagonists, but she came here alone and met Pei Yu.

In the dark, there was a faint red line between the two of them, pulling her forward.

"Pei Yu, I'm here for you." Nan Wan's voice was very soft, so weak that he could almost only hear it by himself.

Tears rolled down the corners of Pei Yu's eyes unconsciously.

After Nan Wan said that, she no longer insisted on staying, and slowly turned around to leave.

"Master wife."

Pei Yu plucked up the courage to stop her: "Don't go."

"My wife, it's my fault. I'm too sensitive. I'm afraid that you will change back to what you were before, so I always make things difficult for you."

He can't go on like this anymore, Nan Wan has done enough for him.

"My wife." Pei Yu said in a relaxed tone, "I'll make you some dishes later! These dishes are cold."

(End of this chapter)