Perfumer of the Republic of China

Liu Jingzhi fell and everyone panicked.

Liu Yanhuan helped her up first: "Jingzhi, where did you fall? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Liu Jingzhi stood up and replied softly: "I'm fine."

Gu Xueyan took Liu Jingzhi's hand affectionately: "A new snow just fell outside, let's not stay in the house all day, let's sit outside."

After the servant girl brought the big fur and put it on Liu Jingzhi, they all went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake together.

The surrounding tile walls are covered with snow, and the sun has plated them with a soft golden edge.

The pavilion in the center of the lake is surrounded by water, and the wind blowing in from all around blows the fluff on the pure black coat, making Liu Jingzhi's skin whiter than snow.

"Look, our Jingzhi looks like he came out of a painting." Gu Xueyan smiled, "I just can't learn the gentle temperament all over my body. My father always said that I shouldn't be sent to the new school that day , learn like a tomboy." As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue playfully.

Before the others could speak, Xi Fengqian spoke first: "It's great to see Ms. Gu like this. Now it's a new dynasty, and women should be more self-reliant. Hiding under the wings of men always lacks a bit of courage."

Gu Xueyan looked at Liu Jingzhi who was hanging her head down, and then at Xi Fengqian who still didn't know it, coughed twice: "The old style and the new style are all made of water, so there's no difference between good and bad, sir. It's a bit biased."

Taking advantage of this trip, Xi Fengqian agreed again.

Perhaps when the wind blows, Liu Jingzhi falls ill at night.The doctor who came to see the doctor said that the foundation is too weak, and the wind and evil have entered the body, so they can only be raised in a charcoal-burning room.

As the new year approaches, every corner of the old-style big family is full of excitement.On the lintel and window edge of the house, there are festive Chunhui couplets.But Liu Jingzhi's illness did not improve.Liu Yanhuan went to see her twice, but she fell asleep both times, the quiet yard was incompatible with the bustling house.

As the idle young master, Liu Yanhuan was actually not idle, and re-drafted the terms of the contract according to what was agreed with Qin Feiran last time.Only this time, before he took the initiative to contact Qin Feiran, Qin Feiran took the initiative to find him.

So just after the third day of junior high school, Liu Yanhuan came to Qin Feiran's mansion with a bunch of new year's goods.

The mansion is located in a well-known wealthy area in the city. The single-family Western-style building is even more eye-catching than what Liu Yanhuan saw in the 21st century Republic of China film and television city.

The servant at the door led him all the way to the living room. Liu Yanhuan looked around while walking, secretly surprised at the atmosphere of the whole mansion.

Although every corner showed traces of careful arrangement, the room was exceptionally deserted.

Like the red Chunhui couplets and the yellow New Year's oranges, they are all gone.

Liu Yanhuan sat down on the sofa, playing with the tassels on the sofa cover boredly, and soon saw Qin Feiran coming down from the second floor.

The New Year's Eve did not shake Sanye Qin's habit of wearing black clothes at all. It was the first time Liu Yanhuan saw him wearing a black gown. His handsome face was a little more serious than before.

"Why are you so deserted here? I don't know what you like, so I just picked a few from the New Year's goods..." Just after saying a few words, Liu Yanhuan realized that something was wrong, and Qin Feiran's expression was compared to usual , is too serious.

Liu Yanhuan, who was always good at observing words and expressions, lowered his voice and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

"The terms we agreed on last time, after careful consideration, I think Liu's Bookstore is not up to the standard for cooperation with us. I invite Young Master Liu to come here today to inform you of this matter."

Liu Yanhuan froze in place, looking at Qin Feiran in disbelief, trying to see a trace of joking from his expression.

But he failed, Qin Feiran's cold and hard expression did not have the slightest crack, the eyes that have been in the top position for a long time, carried a complete negation of Liu's Bookstore.

Liu Yanhuan tightly squeezed the contract that contained his painstaking efforts, and tried to make his voice sound calmer: "Mr. Huai, can I know the reason for your sudden change of attitude? What is it that we did not do well? The conditions we gave are not favorable enough, or is it because Mr. Huai has doubts about the strength of the bookstore? If it is the former, we can discuss it again, if it is the latter..."

"Mr. Liu, please go back." A cold sentence, even the title has changed.

Liu Yanhuan looked at Qin Feiran whose attitude changed 180 degrees, and suddenly felt powerless from the bottom of his heart.

He looked at the incomparably magnificent mansion and its exquisite interior layout, and nodded silently.

Although the plants and trees in the Liu family are much inferior to those here, it doesn't mean that he, Liu Yanhuan, wants to beg for help here in a low voice.

He took a deep breath and said softly, "I'll ask again, Mr. Huai has really decided?"

Qin Feiran remained silent.

"Okay, very good." Liu Yanhuan nodded, walked backward step by step to the door of the mansion, and then turned and left resolutely at a certain moment.

When Liu Yanhuan left the door, the servants of the Qin family rushed to Third Master Qin, who was exuding low air pressure, and said, "Third Master, the young master of the Liu family has already left."

Qin Feiran didn't say anything, he came to a room on the third floor of the mansion.

When the door opened, it revealed the empty space inside, with a crimson sandbag hanging in the center of the room.

Qin Feiran didn't even wear a glove, so he punched the sandbag with his fist.

He hit and side kicked continuously as if tirelessly, letting the sweat drip to the ground.

Even he himself couldn't explain how things turned out like this.Many people persuaded him to accept the gift money from the tobacco shop, so that he could close the gap in bank lending at the end of the year, but he still clenched his mouth.

The owner of the tobacco shop came to invite him several times, but he turned him away.

But when the boss showed off the customer list to him, he saw Liu Yanhuan's name at a glance.

how can that be possible?Qin Feiran couldn't believe his eyes.

Liu Yanhuan, actually also smoked opium?

In the end, he refused to accept the gift money from the tobacco shop owner, but left a replica of the customer list.

Qin Feiran punched the sandbag again, but Liu Yanhuan's smiling face seemed to have magical powers, always broke into his mind irregularly, and couldn't get rid of it.

Panting heavily, Qin Feiran buried his head deep in the towel.

But Liu Yanhuan walked resolutely and rationally after suffering such a blow in the Qin mansion.

After the initial anger faded, there was more confusion.

In his impression, Huai Mo is not an unreasonable and moody person, where is the misunderstanding.

He thought about this over and over again, and wandered into Liu Jingzhi's yard without paying attention.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Liu Yanhuan frowned tightly, and there was an unpleasant smell in the courtyard wall.

This kind of breath made Liu Yanhuan feel both familiar and strange.

In the previous life, due to Shen Hao's year-round turnover, staying up late, and rushing to catch up with the announcement, the man under increasing pressure became addicted to cigarettes.There was always one between announcements, no matter how Liu Yanhuan tried to persuade him, he remained indifferent.

Every time he kissed, Liu Yanhuan could smell the tobacco in his mouth.

He never imagined that in Liu Jingzhi's yard, he would smell a similar smell again.

Liu Yanhuan came to Liu Jingzhi's room looking for the smell of smoke.

As soon as he appeared, the little maid who was dozing off in front of the door suddenly woke up, and shouted at the top of her voice, "Miss! The young master is here to see you."

Liu Yanhuan didn't wait for the maid to notify, she pushed open the door with one hand, and saw another maid in the room, squatting beside Liu Jingzhi, when she saw Liu Yanhuan entered the door, she hurriedly carried the things in her back behind her.

The little maid at the door was still trying her best to stop Liu Yanhuan: "Young master, you can't go in."

Liu Yanhuan looked back at her, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Why can't I go in, isn't Jingzhi doing well?" As he spoke, he walked towards the person on the couch step by step.

"Tangli, what are you burning?" He directly called the name of the little maid beside the couch, which scared people enough, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence.

On the contrary, Liu Jingzhi, who was reclining on the couch, gave Liu Yanhuan a very calm look: "Brother is here."

"Tangli, what are you hiding? Fushou cream is a good thing, quickly show it to elder brother."

Tangli timidly took out the things behind her back, Liu Yanhuan looked at the two cigarette bubbles and said nothing for a long time.

"Brother, do you want to try it? Ever since I got sick, this is the only thing that can make me happier."

Liu Yanhuan snatched the two puffs with his hands: "Jingzhi, listen to what my brother said, this thing can't be smoked."

Liu Jingzhi tilted her head to look at him in puzzlement, with a childish expression on her face: "Why not, the doctor prescribed it."

Liu Yanhuan frowned and said, "If you smoke too much of this stuff, you will become addicted. Give me the cigarettes."

"I do not!"

"Jingzhi!" Liu Yan was in a hurry, and immediately went to grab it.

Two cigarette bubbles hit the ground, and Liu Yanhuan stomped hard with his feet, who would have thought that Liu Jingzhi would struggle to get out of bed.

When Third Aunt Feng Yun entered the door, what she saw was the mess inside the house.Her only daughter was only wearing obscene clothes, her hair was disheveled, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and her hands were still hugging Liu Yanhuan's legs desperately.

Feng Yun screamed: "You guys, what are you doing?!"

"Mother, brother robbed me of my medicine. I feel so uncomfortable. I want to take medicine."

Feng Yun looked at the things under Liu Yanhuan's feet, and suddenly became anxious: "It's fine, why are you grabbing Jingzhi's medicine?"

"This isn't medicine, it's obviously poison! Auntie, go outside and see, who smokes is not skinny, with only half a life left? How can you let her smoke this!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? This thing is called Fushou Gao. It can refresh people after taking it. Now many ladies and wives smoke this. Why can't we Jingzhi smoke it?"

Liu Yanhuan knew that the reasoning was unreasonable, so he simply stopped talking and went straight to grab the cigarette bubble in Liu Jingzhi's hand.