Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

Yin Huaiyu squeezed the jade wrench finger in his hand, his fingertips turned white, and finally let it go, "If you really like it, I will help you. You don't have to work as hard as those businessmen, running outside the palace all day long."

Song Yu didn't understand what he meant by "help" at first, but within a short period of time, Yin Huaiyu sent two men with business talents to assist him, and came up with some business plans and plans, including land and store decoration. It was all done, without letting him worry a little bit, he tossed out the framework and employee list of the three branches, just waiting for Song Yu himself to nod and assign them to be put on the shelves and opened.

Song Yu finally understood why Yin Huaiyu always dealt with it calmly, with a strategizing attitude, because these troublesome and difficult things in his eyes were nothing at all in his eyes, and he was just capable.

This roster of employees is not ordinary, it is obviously specially arranged, not only Liang Ji's sisters who have nowhere to go after retiring from Hongxiang Building, but also the family members of Yin Huaiyu's subordinates, as well as the poor families in this street. , a person with bad luck.

In short, the opening of this branch not only expands Yusong's industry, but also helps all kinds of poor people, killing two birds with one stone, which makes Song Yu really have no reason to refuse.

On the surface, what Yin Huaiyu did seemed to be enthusiastically helping him in his career, and he also saw his devotion to him. Taking this opportunity, he planted people around him, wanting to understand his entire life and life. Likes, and it will not happen again that I was kept in the dark and didn't know anything about him.

At the same time, Song Yu's two personal maids and Sister Ruan also became familiar with him.

Seeing Yin Huaiyu appearing frequently and meddling in Yu Yusong's business, Sister Ruan, who didn't know his true identity, couldn't help but ask, "My lord, you are also one of the partners, right?"

"What partner?" Yin Huaiyu didn't mind talking to her, as long as it was about that person, he was interested.

"It's like Lin Zhanfeng's young master. Before that, he also came to our shop every day."

"I'm not a partner, I'm—" Yin Huaiyu paused for a moment, and suddenly realized that he couldn't speak other words except for his mediocre status as a friend. With a slight frown, he said bitterly: "I'm her friend, Not your ordinary business partner."

"The Young Master's family is not ordinary. He, the whole Rufang Alley knows about him chasing our master. Many people jokingly called Young Madam."

This unintentional slip of the tongue made Yin Huaiyu's mood drop to the bottom in an instant, and her face was so gloomy that she could drip water. Sister Ruan realized that something was wrong and was at a loss, "Master, did I say something wrong? Damn it, I shouldn't be talking Let’s talk about the master’s affairs.”

"It's none of your business." Yin Huaiyu threw down a few ingots of Wenyin, which were quite valuable, "Tell me more about her business."

If it was still in the category of small talk just now, now his intention to buy it could not be more obvious.

Although Sister Ruan was tempted, she didn't waver. After all, it was only thanks to the generosity of the master that their family could live a well-fed and affluent life. It would be greedy to think about these benefits.

Yin Huaiyu raised his eyebrows: "You are loyal."

Sister Ruan gritted her teeth, "Forgive me for not obeying, but you should take this money back."

"Take it, I'll reward you." He was relieved to have a reliable person willing to serve Song Yuyun.It's easy for the crown prince to inquire about news in the market place, but he just didn't have the will before.

After grasping all the information and confirming that Sister Ruan's words were not nonsense, Yin Huaiyu almost crushed the wine glass in his hand, thinking how that idiot can be so promiscuous like a fool.

But then the man's bright eyes and dimpled smile appeared in his mind, and then he felt that the rough jade he liked was also seen by others.

That person was so kind that even his rock-solid heart was shaken, so what about others?Of course it will.

However, the narrowness and selfishness emanating from his heart strongly repelled him, he didn't want others to share her smile, and he didn't want her to be nice to everyone—this idea became stronger and stronger, which made it difficult for him to be overwhelmed by emotions. His mask covered it up, and even the slow-witted Song Yu found out that his reaction was too extreme for ordinary friends.

Facing Yin Huaiyu's questioning eyes, Song Yu broke free from the painful wrist he was pulling, and explained in a low voice, but felt strange in his heart: "I have already rejected him, and he understands, and he has never looked for me again." .”

He told this person exactly how the two met by accident, and the gripped wrist was released.

"You don't go out to make trouble." Yin Huaiyu's warning was over, but there was still a trace of resentment, if the spies hadn't said that they hadn't seen each other much, and they hadn't met each other recently, he wouldn't have given up of.

"I'm not messing around. Every time I go out of the palace, I'm busy with Yu Song's affairs. Then Lin Zhanfeng just met him by chance."

The friendship between the two was expected, but Lin Zhanfeng's undue affection for him was completely unexpected.So Song Yu can also speak frankly and innocently.

Yin Huaiyu chuckled, stared at him, and rubbed his earlobe with his fingertips. The intimate movements seemed to have weird emotions, but they were not too intimate to make people feel vigilant.

"Yeah, I don't blame you, the best way is to lock you in the palace, no, Liu Hanshan and his ilk can also enter the palace, then lock you in my bedroom, put on chains, and no one will see you , no one thinks about it, so no one will covet you anymore?" Except for himself.

What he said was serious, and it was hard for Song Yu to think that he was joking, so he laughed a few times, "Why shut me up, I'm not a sought-after baby, not so many people think about it."

"You are."

After Song Yu struggled to understand, he nodded helplessly: "Yes, I haven't forgotten the royal engagement on me. Don't embarrass your brothers, right? I—" Before he finished speaking, Yin Huaiyu's eyes became Fierce.

"That was not what I meant!"

The man in front of him was very strange today, he was exuding a cold aura all the time, and there was also a hostility in his eyes that he couldn't ask for.

The successive strange behaviors and reactions finally caused Song Yu to feel fear in his heart. He kept silent, but his body trembled slightly under this coercion, and he clenched his hands tightly, as if he was restraining or enduring.

I have never seen a person who has always been optimistic and cheerful will lower his eyes and meditate, shrouded in frustration and unknown anxiety, Yin Huaiyu rubbed his forehead in annoyance, and apologized in a low voice, "Yuyun, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do this." He just wanted her to show a smile to him, but why did he completely destroy her smile.

The marriage contract, in the final analysis, is also his own fault, why should he use his own fault to punish or anger the person he loves?Now that he has made up his mind, what he should do is not to be jealous because of these unimportant people, but to directly solve the most fundamental problem. As long as this person re-concludes a marriage contract with him, then everything will fall into place.

"Have you calmed down?" Song Yu felt the pressure subside, and raised his eyes cautiously.

Yin Huaiyu nodded, and Song Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I know you're doing it for my own good, and you're concerned about a woman's reputation or something, but in the end, it's all my own business, and you're interfering a little too much..."

His tactful words made Yin Huaiyu's eyes look sad, and he shook his head lightly: "Not only because I am worried about you...I...I want to ask Father to divorce the engagement."

"Ah? Why?" Song Yu was shocked. Although he didn't want to marry a man, if things changed, his original plan would come to nothing.

His antidote is still short of the last taste. If he is controlled by others and loses his use value with King Fusui, he himself does not dare to think about what situation he will face next.

Besides, Yin Huaiyu made trouble for his first marriage contract. Will he be laughed at if he intervenes again, or be treated as a child's play by the Holy One?Song Yu was also worried about Yin Huaiyu.

"Yin Fan is not good enough for you. He is a useless cripple and a sick man. Although his uncle has military power to keep him safe, that's all. Marry him, and you will be just a down and out princess in the future. You Are you willing?"

But if she marries herself, she will not only be a beautiful princess, but also very likely to enjoy the favor of the Six Palaces with the phoenix crown in her hand.

This is such a temptation for a woman, but Yin Huaiyu couldn't say what she said. He knew that this man was not a vain person, but would shrink back from him because of what he expressed.

"Since it's all settled, it's my fate, and I don't think he's that bad." In short, Song Yu made a few nonsense reasons to prevaricate him, but his contemptuous attitude towards the disabled made him feel better. Quite uncomfortable.

Song Yu's repeated refusals wore away Yin Huaiyu's patience. The man took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "Do you like Yin Fan?" possible.

Song Yu wanted to say no, but when he uttered it, he became affirmative again.

Right now, it might be better to say this. If both of them love each other and accept the marriage contract voluntarily, there is no reason for him to intervene, right?

The author has something to say: Xiao Song seems to be trying to die, jumping repeatedly on the verge of someone's blackening.

Everyone is about to start school, I wish you all academic progress and smooth relationships, don't forget me duck (biting handkerchief)