After traveling through time, the four best friends were all targeted by the boss

"Lord Xiahou." Xiao Xian received Xiahou Yu's signal and rushed to Xiahou Mansion from outside.

"Xiao Xian, please arrange to investigate who is spreading the rumor that I have an engagement." Xiahou Yu said lightly while wiping the sword in his hand.

Xiao Xian heard his tone and realized that things were not that simple. He didn't ask, but bowed and said, "Yes."

When Xiao Xian heard the news, the first person he thought of was Xia Nian.

How would Xia Nian react when she heard these rumors?

As he thought about this, he unknowingly came to the inner courtyard. He raised his eyes and saw Xia Nian standing under the pear tree and chatting with Meng Yin.

She smiled like a flower, and from time to time she reached out to tidy up the loose hair at Meng Yin's temples. Her movements were so gentle that Xiao Xian's ears turned slightly red.

Miss Xia is usually aloof and cold, but she is gentle only to Meng Yin and the other two.

How nice it would be if Xia Nian stood in front of him, raised her head and gently smoothed the loose hair on his forehead, and softly reminded him to be careful when traveling.

Xiao Xian was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice Meng Yin walking in front of him.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, what are you thinking about that makes you so obsessed?" Meng Yin snapped her fingers at him, scaring him.

Xiao Xian scratched his face in confusion. He glanced at Xia Nian. She was walking towards him slowly with a smile in her eyes.

Because Xia Nian happened to see the scene where Meng Yin scared him just now, which made her laugh.

"Nothing... nothing." Xiao Xian swallowed and stuttered a little.

Meng Yin had seen through his little thoughts long ago. She sneered, "You are watching us so intently."

"No!" Xiao Xian quickly denied it, not daring to look Xia Nian in the eye.

Xia Nian helplessly tapped Meng Yin's head: "Don't always make fun of others." She turned to look at Xiao Xian, "Mr. Xiao, what's the matter?"

Xiao Xian calmed down and said, "It's okay, I just need to send someone to investigate the rumors about Lord Xiahou."

After he finished speaking, he observed Xia Nian's expression and said, "Miss Xia, do you know what it is?"

Xia Nian's expression did not change at all, and she said softly, "I know, someone said that Master Xiahou has a marriage contract."

"That's right." Seeing her like this, Xiao Xian's uneasy heart relaxed a little, "Miss Xia... don't you care?"

Xia Nian glanced at him and said calmly, "Do I need to care about anything? This is Mr. Xiahou's private matter."

Xiao Xian raised the corner of his mouth: "Miss Xia is right."

Meng Yin, who was standing by, looked around, bewildered: She just went out shopping for a few days and missed so many melons?

After Xiao Xian left, Xia Nian told Meng Yin what happened.

"I see." Meng Yin nodded, "Then Nian Nian, do you really not care?"

Xia Nian pondered for a while and said, "Yinyin, don't ask anymore. I don't want to think about these things all the time."

"Okay, Nian Nian, it doesn't matter who you like. You can accept them all. Hahaha." Meng Yin hugged her shoulders and said with a smile.

Xia Nian smiled helplessly and lowered her eyes.

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After lunch, Meng Yin went out to the street again.

She has been looking for suitable fabric these days, preparing to embroider a purse sachet for Gu Ling. After all, she made a mess of it last time and caused Gu Ling to have an allergic reaction. It should be fine to embroider the purse this time. Although it is not common, the thought is there.

For this purpose, she searched almost all the fabric stores in Ziyang City. She saw the sample fabric she liked yesterday, but she was able to get it today.

Meng Yin went to the street and went straight to the fabric store.

On the roof behind her, Gu Ling stared at her with his deep eyes, and when he saw her brisk steps, he couldn't help but frown.

He followed her for several days, and Meng Yin kept shopping in fabric and spice shops.

Who was she going to make clothes for or what? Gu Ling lowered his eyes and followed.

If it was given to Xia Nian and the other two, it would be fine, but if it was anyone else, he would kill him.

Meng Yin trotted all the way and soon arrived at the store and bought the fabric she liked.

She was humming a little tune and preparing to buy some snacks to take back. When she passed by a restaurant, the waiter who had been waiting for a long time ran down with a flattering smile on his face.

"Miss, we have some freshly made pastries in our store, would you like to try some?"

Meng Yin tilted her head and thought about it. It would be a waste if she didn't eat it for free. She smiled and said, "Okay."

The waiter nodded repeatedly, took her into the restaurant and pointed to the room upstairs.

"Girl, it's in that room."

Meng Yin didn't think much about it. What could happen in the restaurant in broad daylight? She quickly ran up, thinking that if it was delicious, she would buy some and bring it to Xia Nian and the others.

When Meng Yin arrived at the door, she just stretched out her hand, but before she knocked, the door suddenly opened, and a pair of large hands with distinct joints grabbed her wrist and pulled her in.

Before Meng Yin could react, she fell into a man's arms and screamed in fright.

The door was suddenly closed, and Meng Yin's heart was alarmed. She calmed down, but found that her waist and the back of her head were tightly held. She rolled her eyes, raised her leg to step on the man's foot, but he pushed her against the door.

Meng Yin suddenly smelled a familiar herbal scent on him, as if she had smelled it somewhere before. Now she couldn't think too much and could only collapse and shout: "Someone come! Someone is being a hooligan!"

There was no movement outside the door. The person who trapped her put his head on her shoulder. Meng Yin turned her head to look, but she couldn't see his face at all. She just felt inexplicably familiar.

Seeing that he didn't make any move, Meng Yin threatened in a trembling voice: "You bastard, I'm telling you! If you dare to do anything to me, Gu Ling will not let you go!"

Her arms were restrained and her legs were trapped, so she could only speak through her mouth.

The man leaning on her shoulder suddenly sneered: "Do you trust him so much?"

"I have his token on me, so just wait and collect your body!" Meng Yin said gritting her teeth. She was so angry and scared that she didn't notice that the man's voice sounded familiar.

The man raised his head and their eyes met. Meng Yin only saw a magnified handsome face and a pair of dark eyes.

"Gu Ling!?" Meng Yin was shocked and looked at him in disbelief with a pair of moist eyes.

Seeing her like this, Gu Ling felt a surge of joy in his heart. He smiled and whispered, "It's me."

"You! I'll give you three seconds to let me go." Meng Yin clenched his hands into fists, his expression angry.

Gu Ling was a little reluctant, but still let go obediently.

Meng Yin raised his fist and hit him. Gu Ling did not dodge and his fist hit his arm.

"Are you mentally ill? Why are you doing this?" Meng Yin glared at him, his chest heaving with anger.

Gu Ling was not angry at all. He asked in a deep voice, "What have you been doing these days?"

"What's it got to do with you?" Meng Yin panted, suddenly feeling aggrieved. She had been busy preparing a gift for him these past few days, but he actually played dirty tricks on her, scaring her out of her wits.

Meng Yin was furious. She hugged the cloth tightly, raised her legs and turned around.

Gu Ling grabbed her wrist: "Don't be angry."

"Don't be angry, you big-headed ghost!" Meng Yin turned her head suddenly and shouted at him with a tear falling from the corner of her eye.

Gu Ling was stunned, and the only remaining joy in his heart was replaced by regret.

He hated seeing her cry.

Meng Yin noticed that the strength in Gu Ling's hand had weakened a lot, so she took the opportunity to shake off his hand and ran outside.

She swore that she would never talk to him again after giving him the purse and sachet!