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Therefore, some of Annie's uncles put pressure on her, believing that she, a young girl, was simply incapable of handling these matters, and that if she insisted on saving face, she would only ruin Wang Sanyang's life's work in the end.
Anne silently bore all the pressure from the outside world, and tonight she went out for a social event and smelled of alcohol.
"Brother Feng~"
Taking advantage of her drunkenness, Annie climbed onto the bed and wrapped her arms around Su Feng's neck, saying, "Brother Feng, hug me!"
"Are you really drunk or just pretending?" Su Feng didn't push the woman away from his arms; he just kept laughing.
He knew how good Annie's alcohol tolerance was; a mere pound or two of baijiu wouldn't be enough for her at all.
It seems she was just being coquettish here because she was drunk.
Annie pouted, buried her face in Su Feng's shoulder, and rubbed against him vigorously...
The intense heat, the fiery lips, the friction sending a tingling sensation through his neck, made Su Feng feel a surge of heat within him...
But for some reason, he felt a pang of heartache.
Since he got together with Annie, he has noticed that the girl has matured a lot.
She no longer cries as often as before. Perhaps she has accepted Wang Sanyang's death, or perhaps she has realized that she should grow up and stand on her own.
This is why, when she returned to Jiuquan Town this time to deal with family matters, Su Feng offered to help, but she shook her head and refused.
Because she wanted to handle it herself...
However, the result seems to be somewhat unsatisfactory.
Are you tired?
Su Feng suppressed his smile, raised his hand and gently touched the back of Annie's head, stroking her soft hair.
The warmth of her palm seeped through her hair and into Annie's body...
This warmth instantly disarmed her, and her previous pretense crumbled, tears welling up in her eyes.
All the grievances I've suffered these past few days no longer need to be endured; I let them all out.
Anne cried, cried her heart out...
Release the pressure in your heart and pour out all your grievances.
The longing, bitterness, and resentment for her father... all turned into tears, clear and unmistakable even without words.
Su Feng sat quietly, gently patting Annie's back, letting her cry her heart out and make a scene.
He wasn't good at talking or offering comfort, so this was the only way he could accompany her...
Until the sound in her arms gradually faded, Annie's sobs were replaced by soft snores...
"This girl falls asleep really quickly."
Su Feng smiled and gently turned Annie over so she could lie on the bed.
Looking at Anne's soft, sleeping face, it was so alluring.
Normally, Su Feng couldn't stand Annie's coquettish expressions, which stirred his heart.
But now, he didn't want to disturb this peace and beauty...
Let Annie have a sweet dream.
With that thought in mind, Su Feng covered himself with the blanket, quietly hid at the head of the bed, mobilized the spiritual energy around him, and began to cultivate with his eyes closed.
The wind outside the window rustled the curtains, and raindrops pattered on the eaves...
The room was hot, with a warm atmosphere filling every corner.
That calming and tranquil spiritual energy rippled and floated...
"Young Master Su~"
Annie murmured in her sleep and unconsciously smiled.
Perhaps, in some untouchable place, she could see the two most important men in her life drinking and chatting like brothers.
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Chapter 347 Provocation? Shi Shaojian's High Stance
Renjia Town.
As always, it was bustling and prosperous...
Vendors pushed their carts through the streets, calling out their wares, filling the streets and alleys with the aroma of various delicacies and creating a joyful atmosphere.
Qiu Shengwen walked down the street, holding a sesame seed cake in his hand, aimlessly strolling around.
"When do you think Master will be back?"
Qiu Sheng chewed on the sesame seed cake in his mouth and said.
It has been two or three days since Uncle Jiu left Renjia Town, and he has not returned yet.
They've had their fill of fun, and they're spending their days indulging in debauchery, squandering all the money they have left.
There's very little left now, but we had a great time...
"I wonder if Master has run into trouble outside. He's usually not completely silent..."
Wen Cai muttered to himself, feeling quite uneasy.
In the past, whenever something big happened, they were always able to follow Uncle Nine, but now they have been left at home.
I suppose it's because of the trouble they caused earlier.
As they were talking, the two happened to pass by the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion and were attracted by the atmosphere of singing and dancing inside.
After checking their pockets, they found they still had some food left. They decided to have a meal there and enjoy a good night together.
The shop's staff already knew Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, and they were especially hospitable to the generous guests, calling out to take them to a private room on the second floor and even ordering two girls to accompany them for drinks.
"Same as always, bring two jars, then one serving each of beggar's chicken and mandarin fish!"
Qiu Sheng acted like a big shot, slapping his thigh and giving orders to the men outside.
The waiter smiled broadly and nodded obsequiously.
Just then, a figure slowly walked past from outside and coldly glanced at Qiu Shengwencai inside.
"Humph……"
The person standing outside the door was none other than Shi Shaojian.
"Who is it that's making such a racket here? It turns out to be Lin Jiu's two unfilial disciples."
Shi Shaojian raised the corners of his mouth, smiling sarcastically.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai inside the room immediately erupted in anger.
"what are you saying?!"
Qiu Sheng slapped his thigh and stood up abruptly, "How dare you address your master by his name?!"
They didn't have much interaction with Shi Shaojian; they had only met him once before.
Unexpectedly, this guy is so arrogant and disrespectful!
How dare they call Uncle Nine by his real name!
"What a bunch of trash." Shi Shaojian ignored Qiu Sheng's shouts and swaggered toward a private room with his hands behind his back.
Clearly, he was also being treated with great hospitality as a distinguished guest of the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion tonight.
Seeing the other party's rude attitude and arrogant demeanor, Qiu Shengwencai couldn't stand it any longer. He rushed out of the private room and pointed at Shi Shaojian, who was walking in front, and cursed him.
"You dare repeat what you just said? Don't think we'll let you off just because you're our master's disciple!"
But before he could finish speaking, Shi Shaojian slowly turned around and swept his eyes over with a sinister look.
That ambiguous smile was filled with a sinister aura.
"What, trying to cause trouble?" Shi Shaojian squinted at the furious Qiu Shengwencai, his face full of disdain.
Because he knew that these two guys had a long history of bad behavior. Although they were Uncle Nine's apprentices, they had accomplished nothing for many years and had been causing trouble and making a mess of things everywhere.
Every time, it was Uncle Nine who had to clean up their messes.
In this way, the two of them became a joke.
He naturally looked down on it.
Seeing Shi Shaojian's arrogant attitude, Qiu Sheng felt a burning anger raging in his chest.
His fists clenched tightly, like a raging lion about to pounce and bite.
Fortunately, Wen Cai was calm enough, or perhaps he was just naturally timid and fearful, which allowed him to clearly analyze the current situation.
He gently tugged at Qiu Sheng and whispered, "Qiu Sheng, calm down... you can't mess with him."
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Wencai is right.
Shi Shaojian is Shi Jian's son, and Shi Jian is Uncle Jiu's senior brother!
Come to think of it, they should call Shi Shaojian, who is standing in front of them, "Senior Brother"!
In terms of seniority, their arrogance was clearly suppressed.
Not to mention, Shi Jian is ruthless and his strength is unfathomable. Even his master, Uncle Nine, is wary of him!
If they, as disciples, were to cause trouble at this critical juncture, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?
"Well……"
Qiu Sheng paused, his heated thoughts instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water, and he suddenly became clear-headed.
yes……
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