I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Ma Mian dared not utter another word and could only bow his head and stand behind the young master.

Fang Xiaoxiao naturally took full view of his performance.

What bad luck, running into this guy again.

However, the person in front of him looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Fang Xiaoxiao pretended to eat noodles, glancing at the man while holding her bowl and chopsticks.

With striking eyebrows and bright eyes, and a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, he resembled Liu Sheng from the novel *Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio*.

Suddenly, a scene flashed into her mind: the actor who played Liu Sheng in the TV series "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" looked remarkably like him.

Pei Zuo's eyes were sharp, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of smugness in them.

She was probably just an ordinary woman with an exceptionally beautiful appearance.

He will feign a cough, cough lightly twice, and then laugh.

"Greetings, madam. My servant and I are new to your esteemed place. May I ask if you enjoyed your meal?"

Smells good? Haha, it really does smell good.

Fang Xiaoxiao said slowly.

"This plain noodle dish is a local specialty. Once you taste it, you'll know it's unforgettable!"

Unforgettable, it must have been incredibly delicious.

Without hesitation, Pei Zuo nodded slightly to show that he understood.

When the old man came back again with two bowls of noodles.

His hands trembled slightly, and his expression revealed a hint of fear.

The old man recognized the two men in front of him immediately; they were the same two who had beaten him the night before.

However, judging from their attire, they must be people he shouldn't mess with.

Rather than arguing with the other party, it's better to remain silent.

It is only natural for the poor to suffer and toil.

After placing the noodles on the table, the old man quickly left, not wanting to linger for even a moment longer in case the other party beat him up again.

Fang Xiaoxiao's lips curled into a strange smile, looking forward to seeing Pei Zuo make a fool of himself.

She didn't know why, but she inexplicably felt a dislike for the person in front of her.

Just then, Pei Zuo's gesture instantly reminded her of who he resembled.

Pei Zuo sneered and took the bamboo chopsticks handed to him by the horse-faced man.

He picked up his chopsticks and rinsed them with the tea on the table.

This action suddenly enlightened Fang Xiaoxiao.

"Pei Yan!"

Fang Xiaoxin instantly recalled the scene of her first meeting with Pei Yan.

Thinking back to that time, Pei Yan did the same thing when he ate: he washed his chopsticks with tea.

You have to understand, this was in ancient times. Apart from the wealthy, ordinary people would never be willing to do such a thing.

No, although he and Pei Yan do resemble each other somewhat, their features are completely opposite.

Although Pei Yan was somewhat despicable, he possessed a righteous spirit in his eyes.

The man in front of her, however, had a sinister and cunning look in his eyes.

The two are from completely different worlds.

Fang Xiaoxiao inwardly grumbled, her eyes revealing a hint of wariness.

She quickly stretched out her leg and kicked Zhou Wenjian under the table.

Sensing his wife's movement, Zhou Wenjian remained outwardly calm and continued to savor the noodles.

However, he already understood his wife's intentions, and thought that there must be some problem between the two people in front of him.

He slowly put down his chopsticks and bowl, a look of satisfaction on his face, and wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"Hiccup~~"

"My wife, I'm full. It's getting late, let's go back!"

Fang Xiaoxiao made two "oh" sounds, pretending to be very anxious. She quickly put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth with her hand, giving the impression of being unkempt and having no sense of image.

"Then let's go after we've eaten. Let's hurry home. Our husbands are waiting for us."

She patted her belly and then let out a burp.

"Hiccup~~"

"I'm so full, let's go!"

Fang Xiaoxiao said this without even turning her head. She stood up, took out four coins from her pocket, threw them on the table, and turned to leave.

She didn't even turn her head, afraid of being targeted by those two.

Her intuition told her that the two men were definitely not good people, and might even be extremely dangerous.

Pei Zuo remained seated, watching the two figures walk further and further away without making a sound.

The horse-faced man whispered.

"Young master, what about those two...?"

He made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.

Pei Zuo waved his hand and laughed.

"Hey, how could you kill such an interesting person so easily!"

"What does the young master mean?"

"We should play with him properly before killing him."

"Young Master is so thoughtful!"

The horse-faced man immediately offered the most exquisite flattery.

Pei Zuo picked up a bowl of noodles in front of him with a playful smile.

The moment he put it in his mouth, a murderous glint appeared in his eyes.

"beat!"

The horse-faced man, who had just put the noodles in his mouth and thought they were quite good, was momentarily stunned and let out a sound of surprise.

"Hit me!"

Pei Zuo angrily threw down his bowl and chopsticks, slammed his hand on the table, and stood up to look at the old man.

The old man was strutting towards the two of them, ready to pocket the coins on the table.

Little did he know that he would once again experience the darkest moment of his life.

……

Fang Xiaoxiao and Zhou Wenjian walked briskly side by side.

She muttered to herself as she walked.

"How terrifying! How terrifying! That man was really scary!"

Zhou Wenjian noticed the man sitting next to them while he was eating noodles.

The other person always gave him a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

But for a moment, he couldn't remember exactly where he had seen it before.

However, having seen countless people, he could tell at a glance that the other person must be ruthless.

It's best to stay away from people like this, otherwise you might suffer a fatal fate.

As Zhou Wenjian walked, he echoed his wife's words.

"My wife is right, that man is terrifying, he looks like he's a serial killer!"

"A Changsha native?"

How did Zhou Wenjian know about this joke?

Fang Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, then realized that what they meant was that he often killed people.

What she understood were the people associated with the place names.

The two of them headed towards the shop.

It was already late, and there were few pedestrians on the long street; you could hardly see any passersby.

Fortunately, Lingxi Pavilion was still brightly lit and bustling with people.

When Fang Xiaoxiao saw her shop in such a state, the gloom in her heart vanished.

It feels better to be back in the store.

She walked quickly into the store.

At this moment, Li Renyi was so busy in the shop that his buttocks were practically round.

He moved among the crowds, carrying various porcelain bottles of pills and several bottles of black mud masks.

The same was true for everyone else; each person had a thin layer of sweat on their forehead, indicating that they must have been busy all the time.

Even Long Jinyan, who was strong and robust like an ox, was finding it difficult to withstand.

He was being pestered by a group of women and children who kept asking him how to use the face mask.

Ke Long Jinyan was a complete idiot who didn't know anything about how to use face masks; he only knew that they were edible.

"Hey, hey, can you guys stay away from me? I only know this stuff is edible, it tastes sweet and sticky."

"Stop pulling down my pants, or I'm going to lose it!"

Long Jinyan suddenly felt his belt being pulled, forcing him to utter harsh words.

Unexpectedly, these married women laughed indifferently.

"Oh my, this handsome young man is so shy, is he still a virgin?"

"Why don't you marry my sister? I guarantee I'll let you throw a tantrum all you want."