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At this time, Brother Ying was drunk and looked up unintentionally, just in time to see Shu Changyu's cold gaze.

He spoke with a somewhat tied tongue: "Brother Yanyan, this... isn't this the girl you..." like?

Before he could finish his words, Song Yan covered his mouth.

Song Yan stared at Brother Ying with horror and said, "Brother, stop talking!"

Brother Ying was drunk and his reaction was a little slow. He was still trying to break free from Song Yan's hand and wanted to finish his words.

"Brother, you've got the wrong person." Song Yan said anxiously.

Zhong Hui and Master Chen sat with their backs to the door. Just as they were about to look back, they saw a black figure walking out of the restaurant.

Song Yan looked at the receding figure, feeling mixed emotions, and stood there in a daze.

Hall Master Chen turned around and asked in confusion, "Xiao Song, what's going on? Who is that person?"

Song Yan released the hand that was covering Brother Ying's mouth and said calmly, "No, nothing, just someone I knew in the past."

An Qi then came down the stairs. When he passed by Song Yan's table, he waved his paw happily: "Brother Song."

Song Yan forced a smile and responded, "Ah Qi."

Seeing his reaction, An Qi guessed that it was related to his master. He quietly took a look outside, moved closer to Song Yan, and whispered, "Brother Song, the master was injured a few days ago."

"How did he get injured?" Song Yan's heart tightened and her voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.

"My master won't let me say it." An Qi saw the opportunity and slipped away. "I dare not disobey my master's order. Brother Song, please don't embarrass me."

Song Yan pinched her palms and said silently: "Calm down."

Judging from Shu Changyu's appearance just now, he didn't seem to be seriously injured.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to continue eating.

Master Chen wanted to ask something else, but Zhong Hui changed the subject: "Xiao Song, I have already found out about the goats you asked me to find out last time."

Song Yan perked up: "Go ahead."

Zhong Hui said, "There are many goats in Nanyang Prefecture, and the price is fair. I will reserve twenty for you at eight cents each, and we will ship them back next month."

Song Yan couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised: "That's great, Brother Zhong, you've worked so hard.

"Also, the rich businessman Huang who bought pingguo from us before," Zhong Hui said, "came to us again this time and said he wanted to buy some more pingguo."

Song Yan said: "The batch before the New Year was the last batch shipped to the south. It's difficult to get apples at this time of year!"

“Even if there is, it’s not new anymore.”

After hearing this, Zhong Hui stopped insisting.

Although Mr. Huang was a big client, Zhong Hui always had to be extremely careful when dealing with him.

This person is definitely not a good person and is extremely ambitious. How could he be a simple person if he could climb onto the big ship of Prince Yong as a wealthy local squire?

Hall Master Chen said worriedly, "I heard that Prince Yong is greedy, lustful, cruel and unjust. He extorts money from the people everywhere, and the people are suffering. This rich businessman Huang is colluding with him, so he must have done a lot of bad things."

Song Yan frowned and said, "If this is true, we must be more careful and never get involved with them."

Brother Ying slammed the table and said, "Why should we be afraid of him? We are upright and honest, so why should we be afraid of him?"

"Don't make such a fuss." Zhong Hui said helplessly, "Besides, they don't think highly of our small business. There may not be any chance for cooperation in the future."

Song Yan nodded: "That's true, we don't have to worry."

"By the way, Brother Zhong, I'll have to take care of the goat issue later."

Zhong Hui responded: "Don't worry, everything has been arranged."

A few people chatted about some business matters, and after eating and drinking, they went their separate ways.

Brother Ying went to visit his friend, Master Chen went home, and Master Zhong Hui and Master Shen returned to the Thanos Gang.

Song Yan was strolling alone on the street. His mind was full of Shu Changyu's injury, and he seemed a little absent-minded.

Suddenly, someone blocked his way.

The man said, "Mr. Song, our young master wants to see you."

Song Yan looked up and saw a strange man standing in front of him. He was in plain clothes and had a serious expression.

"Your young master? I don't know him." Song Yan said vigilantly.

"You'll know when you go there, Mr. Song." The man made a gesture of invitation without further ado.

Song Yan turned around and wanted to escape, but suddenly Luo Ge's voice rang out above his head: "Brother Song, come up and talk."

Song Yan looked up and saw Brother Luo standing at the window on the second floor.

He was holding the young man with rosy lips and white teeth in his arms, waving at Song Yan.

Why is it this kid again?

Song Yan grumbled in her heart, but still followed the man upstairs.

He entered the private room and said helplessly, "Little Pomegranate, what do you want to see me for?"

Song Yan didn't know how she got the favor of the young master of King Hui's family. This little guy always liked to hang around her.

But Song Yan didn't want to have anything to do with King Hui's people at all. The royal family has always been full of gossips, and one could be doomed to eternal damnation if one is not careful.

Just because of a bowl of wontons, the wonton stall that had been in business for decades was smashed, and he himself was locked up in a dungeon for a night.

Either he holds a grudge or he is cowardly, Song Yan doesn't want to have too much involvement with Xiao Shiliu.

After all, Xiao Shiliu is a member of King Hui's family, and he just wants to live a quiet and simple life.

Little Pomegranate said aggrievedly: "Brother Song, do you hate me?"

Song Yan looked at him. The little guy's eyes were slightly red, as if covered with a layer of mist. His pitiful appearance made people feel distressed.

Especially when she saw his eyebrows and eyes that were similar to Shu Changyu, ripples appeared in Song Yan's heart.

Song Yan couldn't help but raise her hand, wanting to wipe away the tears from Xiao Shiliu's eyes, but her hand stopped halfway.

"My dear, I don't hate you."

He felt a little reluctant, but he still hardened his heart and said, "Young Master, it's not that you are a bad person, but I am just a commoner and cannot afford to marry into the Prince Hui's Mansion."

Little Pomegranate's tears rolled down, and she sobbed, "Brother Song, it was my fault for being greedy before, and I got you locked up in the dungeon. Please don't be angry with me, okay?"

"Ah!" Song Yan sighed and reached out to gently wipe away the tears on Xiao Shiliu's cheeks. "Don't cry. You look ugly when you cry."

Little Pomegranate sniffed and retorted in a crying voice: "You are lying, I am not ugly."

Song Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, the young master is not ugly, I said the wrong thing."

Little Pomegranate's eyes widened and he said angrily, "Then you have to play with me for a whole day to make it up to me!"

Song Yan was about to refuse, but when she saw Xiao Shiliu's tearful face, her heart softened immediately.

"Young Master, it's not that I don't want to, it's just..."

Little Pomegranate's little hands tightly grasped his sleeves: "I don't care, I just want you to accompany me."

Song Yan raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, little ancestor, I will accompany you."

Little Pomegranate's sadness turned into joy in an instant. Just as she smiled, she heard Song Yan say, "But I can only accompany you for half a day, until the evening."

Little Pomegranate's smile froze on her face, and she curled her lips: "How can half a day be enough?"

Song Yan rubbed his little face and said, "Half a day is not enough, right? Then there is no room for negotiation. I will not accompany you for half a day."

When Little Pomegranate heard this, he quickly changed his tone: "That's enough, half a day is enough, Brother Song, please don't leave."

"That's more like it." Song Yan laughed unhappily.