Zhong Yihuan asked sideways.

: "What is your identity?"

Yuehua’s words “…” are hard to answer.

Zhong Yihuan said, "Don't worry, if I am here, whoever dares to say a word will cut off their tongues."

Her tone was flat and she looked like a joke.

Yuehua also thought it was a joke.

But Zhong Yihuan was honest, she had cut many dead tongues, and she didn't think there were anyone who couldn't think of it and bumped into it like this.

The boat soon arrived at the island in the middle of the lake, and the scenery here was beautiful.

Yuehua was a little nervous, and Zhong Yihuan didn't come often. Seeing these strange things, she became a little interested.

The receptionist recognized him at a glance, very polite and considerate, and didn't even ask a word for a second.

Zhong Yihuan: "Who is here today?"

"Young Master Xiao is holding a poetry meeting, and many young men and ladies have come."

Young Master Xiao is Xiao Yi's youngest son. He is a very slutty guy. He is a little spoiled. He likes to hold poetry clubs on weekdays, which is simply boring.

Zhong Yihuan said: "Find a place for us."

The receptionist nodded and went to do it immediately.

Zhong Yihuan and Yuehua arrived in a small pavilion, and there was food on the table. She and Yuehua sat opposite each other. Someone took the piano and Yuehua played the piano for her. Zhong Yihuan said, "The scenery here is good. Don't play the piano anymore, I don't understand."

Yuehua put down the piano: "Actually, I don't like to play either."

He also let go of Zhong Yihuan. Looking at the scenery in the lake, he sighed in his heart that people are different from others, and some people are born with good fortune.

When Zhong Yihuan saw him smiled bitterly, she asked, "Why did you go to Lianchun Tower?

If you don't want to answer, you can stop saying it."

Yuehua smiled slightly: "There is nothing to say, because I was born there."

This is a sad story.

It's nothing more than a love-loving female lover, but the lover obviously forgot what he sowed. Maybe he remembers it, but who would recognize the son of a prostitute?

Yuehua was born in a brothel, grew up in a brothel, and took root in a mud. What else could he do?

This is no secret. Those who know Mr. Yuehua in Xinjing City know his life experience.

In other people's words, it's a natural destiny."

He also knew that everyone would call him "Young Master Yuehua" in person, but the words behind his back were much more unpleasant, and some people would even humiliate him in person, and he was used to it.

It was no surprise to Zhong Yihuan, and she continued to see the scenery.

Yuehua didn't say anything.

During this period, Zhong Yihuan got up, probably to go to the toilet, but Yuehua was tactful and didn't ask.

When Zhong Yihuan came back, he saw Yuehua being besieged. His skin was very white and his footprints were very obvious. Several people grabbed his hair and pressed him on the ground, probably because they wanted him to kowtow. Yuehua wanted to straighten his back, but was kicked on the back and lay on the ground in a mess.

“Who asked you to come up?

A bitch born to a bitch."

Several people cursed, and some people spitted at Yuehua.

Zhong Yihuan put the fruit in her hand on the table and walked over. The people also saw her, but she was obviously not very familiar with her.

"Several young men, why did he mess with you?"

Zhong Yi asked with a smile.

Yuehua lay on the ground and looked at her and smiled. She knew that no one cared about being a naughty person.

But only those who are familiar with Zhong Yihuan know that Zhong Yihuan laughs are terrible.

"This young man, Yuehua is a turtle, and he is worthy of coming here?"

One of them spoke, and the remaining few laughed.

Zhong Yihuan looked very patient: "It's all the same people. If you come, can he come?"

"Today is Xiao Young Master Xiao's poetry party. I'm afraid that this kind of person will be dirty and play. I advise this young master to let him leave as soon as possible. This is not what he should come here."

“…”
Chapter completed!