Liao Chunfang was completely in disarray.

A lot of eyeliner was arranged before departure, just for the moment when the fight started.

Now that everything has been seen through, it is difficult to even get out of this door, let alone any tricks.

I saw the little girl in front of me, her eyes were as sharp as knives.

"I just came here to have a meal, and I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Liao family, but if the Liao family wants to bully me..."

She waved her hand gently, and the swordsman on the eaves immediately fell down and rolled on the ground in pain.

With another wave of his hand, the swordsman suddenly fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Finally, he looked at the occultist at the corner of the table.

"Master, spare your life, master..."

Liao Chunfang was so angry that she stamped her feet.

"They are all a bunch of useless trash!"

Liao Chunfang was already starting to get scared. Although this little girl didn't know martial arts, she could kill her men from a distance.

This is much scarier than a martial arts master!

"How about it, Miss Liao, do you have any other tricks?"

Ruan Xia lifted up the stool that had just fallen to the ground, and her tone was so cold that it chilled your heart.

She already wanted to retreat. She originally wanted to show off in front of her father, but this time, she was devastated and had to be laughed at.

The two sides were frozen in place for a moment, and the atmosphere in the wonton shop dropped to freezing point.

Those who have an eye for prices quickly go to the counter to pay and leave.

After collecting the money, the boss sat at the counter, waving the cattail leaf fan and watching the show.

At this time the old man spoke.

"Both of you have a very close relationship with me. For my sake, let's forget about it today."

When Liao Chunfang saw someone coming down the steps, she immediately cupped her hands towards the old man.

"You are right, Mr. Feng. We should not look at the monk's face but also your face."

Ruan Xia made a sound, was he scared? Don't dare to fight?

It's really boring.

"Master Ruan, what do you think?"

Ruan Xia cupped his hand.

"I do have a deep relationship with Feng Lao. Since you have persuaded me to make peace, I will naturally not cause trouble. After all, I was not the one who initiated this matter."

After speaking, she stared at Liao Chunfang, who didn't dare to look at her at all.

Feng Lao said goodbye to them with a smile and took Liao Chunfang away together.

The originally noisy store became quiet again.

Ruan Xia looked at the broken plates on the ground and quickly told the boss.

"Calculate the losses in your store and I will compensate you."

The boss sat at the counter and laughed a few times.

"Master Ruan was joking. It's not worth the money. I also watched a good show! It's worth the price of admission."

Since the boss was embarrassed, she couldn't just let it go.

I just saw that the boss is full of kung fu.

Ruan Xia opened the ring and took out a porcelain bottle and placed it on the counter.

"This is a Qi-boosting pill that I refined myself. Although it is not as precious as the powerful medicine like the Xueji Pill, it is also a unique product that cannot be bought on the market."

The boss immediately took it and opened it and smelled it.

"There are dozens of elixirs in here, which are excellent tonics!"

Ruan Xia gave a thumbs up, "You know the goods."

The boss immediately poured out one and swallowed it.

I saw the boss's blood rising and his eyes brightening.

"The spiritual energy in the Dantian has surged, and the muscles and veins all over the body have relaxed. It's such a good pill!"

After saying that, he put down his cattail leaf fan.

"You two, please forgive me for sending you so far. Please close the door for me when you leave. I will go practice now."

After saying that, he trotted towards the back.

Ruan Xia and Mo Tingye left the wonton shop with a smile, closed the door, and wandered around Guijie.

I saw those people looking at her very strangely, as if they were interested.

There wasn't even a fight, so why did he look at her like she was seeing a plague?

After the two strolled around for a while, when they reached the exit, Ruan Xia suddenly thought of a question.

"You brought me here to eat such expensive wontons, wouldn't you be doing it to heal my wounds?"

Mo Tingye quickly looked at her nervously.

"Is it effective? They all say it is very useful. I just want to take you to try it."

The taste is really good, but the effect is average.

Ruan Xia still said with a smile, “Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your meticulous care. I feel that I have recovered now."

Mo Tingye finally managed a smile.

"That's good."

Ruan Xia quickly took his arm and stood at the exit.

"Mr. Mo, get ready, 3, 2, 1..."

When they opened their eyes again, the two of them had returned to the intersection of Yangwu Street.

Mo Tingye had an important meeting in the afternoon and wanted Ruan Xia to accompany him to the company, but Ruan Xia didn't want to go.

"Please spare me. The last time I was carried around by you, I was all thrown back to my hometown. I won't go."

Mo Tingye sighed.

"Then you go home and stay there. No matter if it's Mr. Ai, Mr. Li, Mr. Zhang or whatever, you don't mind their business. The most important thing is that you have a good rest."

Ruan Xia nodded with a smile on his face.

What I'm thinking is, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. When you leave, I won't just go wherever I want.

Anyway, the legs are on her body!

After getting out of the car, Ruan Xia saw Mo Tingye's car walking away and immediately hailed a car using the APP.

On the way back just now, Third Sister Wang sent her a message, saying that she was back taking care of Shengmei.

Ruan Xia couldn't help but want to talk to the third sister about Shengmei's new baby.

The car was driving steadily, it was already past dinner time, and there was no one in the small restaurant. As soon as I entered the house, I saw the figure of the third sister busy in the kitchen.

Hearing the bell ringing at the door, the third sister said hello without even looking.

"Please come in and have something to eat!"

Ruan Xia smiled and walked over and lay on the counter.

"Third sister, you will be busy as soon as you come back. Where is the handyman in the store?"

When the third sister saw it was her, she quickly put down her work.

"Ruan Xia! I just thought you could come in the next two days, so sit down quickly."

The third sister enthusiastically pulled her to sit down, then turned around with a sad look on her face.

"Speaking of our handymen, there once was a pretty handsome guy named Xiaomian."

Ruan Xia nodded, "Did he quit? What happened to him?"

The third sister immediately took out her mobile phone and explained to Ruan Xia while rummaging through it.

"He was quite young and his family was poor, so he went out to work. At that time, when there were few customers in the store, he would play shows with a tape recorder and sing along with a few songs."

The third sister said with a happy smile.

"Perhaps this child's fate is good. One day, a director of the theater came to dinner. After hearing him sing a few lines, he immediately accepted him as his apprentice and appreciated him very much."

Ruan Xia nodded, that was indeed much better than being a waiter.

"I didn't stop him at the time, I just let him go. It's been a while since I saw him. I heard that he got a role in the theater, and he can be considered a successful person."

Ruan Xia asked in confusion, “That's a good thing. Third sister, why do you look so worried?"

The third sister handed her the phone, "Look, this is the message he sent me today..."

Ruan Xia opened it and saw that it was Xiao Mian, who was about to open a stage for a theater, but his role was a slut.

Diaozi, as the name suggests, means a hanged man.

Xiao Mian also said that the theater was not clean to begin with. If anything happened to Xiao Mian tonight, please ask the third sister to help him inform his family.

There are some words for family members later.

This little noodle seems to be leaving a last message...