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Chapter 239: Divination Book

However, Song Qingwan was not afraid of his gaze. She just gently waved her folding fan, looked at Tuoba Guang with a smile on her face, and her eyes were full of frankness.

"I wonder if you have encountered any difficulties, sir?"

Tuoba Guang did not say anything. He glanced at Chunya and Yan Hui who followed him downstairs and snorted coldly.

At this time Chunya had already rushed in front of Tuoba Guang. She still had her hands on her hips, pointed a finger at Tuoba Guang's face and continued to curse.

"Why are you running? Don't you know how to apologize after pushing someone? No matter how your parents taught you, you have no manners at all!"

Yan Hui followed Chunya and naturally saw Song Qingwan standing aside watching the show.

His eyes moved slightly and opened slightly in surprise, and he used his eyes to ask Song Qingwan whether she wanted to tell Chunya about her existence.

Song Qingwan understood. She covered her face with a fan and shook her head gently.

No need for that. If Chunya recognizes him, things will become difficult.

Yan Hui nodded, walked forward, pulled Chunya over and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Let's go. Don't bother with this kind of person."

"How can that be possible! He clearly hit you first and you still don't apologize. In my opinion, why don't we report it to the police?"

After saying that, Chunya was about to step forward and pull Tuoba Guang's sleeve, but at this moment, a cold light flashed in Tuoba Guang's eyes, and the hand hidden in his sleeve clenched into a fist slightly.

Seeing this, Yan Hui quickly pulled Chunya behind him.

"Sir, although my sister has a bad temper, it shouldn't be that difficult for you to say sorry, right?"

Tuoba Guang snorted again and lowered his head.

Song Qingwan finally understood that it was not that Tuoba Guang didn't want to say it, but that he didn't dare to say it.

I guess his accent must be very different from that of the Central Plains people, and it would be exposed if he spoke it.

Seeing Chunya wanted to go up and curse again, Song Qingwan shook her head helplessly. It seemed that she had no choice but to take action. This girl would really cause trouble for him.

So Song Qingwan stepped forward and gently patted Chunya's shoulder with her folding fan, and whispered behind her.

"Girl, why bother to argue with a foreign merchant? You are lowering your status for nothing."

"You know who you are..."

Chunya turned around and glared at the strange man behind her. After seeing the man's face clearly, Chunya was stunned and her brows frowned.

this is not…

"You are little..."

"Young Master! Miss, you can just call me Young Master Pang."

Song Qingwan successfully interrupted Chunya before she said her name, and then blinked mischievously.

The two had been master and servant for many years and naturally had a tacit understanding. Chunya immediately understood that the young lady did not want to expose her identity.

So she rolled her eyes, cleared her throat and spoke loudly.

"This gentleman, you may not know that my brother and I were walking normally on the street just now, and this big guy bumped into us. My brother was knocked down and his arm was injured."

"I see. Then this gentleman should indeed apologize to the young lady."

"Of course, we in the Yan family are very well-educated and would never do such a thing as accusing an innocent person!"

When Yan Hui heard Chunya claim to be a member of the Yan family, he was delighted. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and his eyes brightened.

Song Qingwan happened to see all of this, and she knew what was going on. It seemed like this was still a love triangle.

He knew that Chunya liked Yan Yu, but Yan Yu, that young man, seemed to know nothing about matters of the heart. And now it seems that Yan Hui likes Chunya, but Chunya only treats him as a younger brother. These three people are really interesting.

Tuoba Guang naturally knew that Chunya was his, and he wanted to retort, but he had no choice but to endure it.

He had tried his best to avoid the couple just now, but he didn't expect them to chase him into the inn. It was really troublesome.

Song Qingwan walked up to Chunya, put her arm around her shoulders and said teasingly.

"How about this young lady just give me some face and let this matter go? How about the Japanese young master treat you to a drink instead?"

Chunya stared at Song Qingwan's face with some shame and anger. The girl was still a novice who had never been in love, so naturally she couldn't stand being teased like this.

Although she knew that her young lady was pretending to be the real one, Song Qingwan looked like a handsome young man from a wealthy family in this outfit. How could she resist?

Besides, Chunya also understood what Song Qingwan meant. She probably wanted to take this opportunity to get close to Tuoba Guang. Although she didn't know why, Chunya was naturally happy to cooperate with the young lady's plan.

So Chunya blushed and nodded reluctantly.

"Well, today I will give Mr. Pang some face instead of arguing with a crude person like you. Yan Hui, let's go!"

Chunya glared at Tuoba Guang fiercely, then pulled Yan Hui, who was still daydreaming, and quickly walked out of the inn.

Seeing that this strange young man helped him out, Tuoba Guang nodded gratefully and was about to leave. Song Qingwan left with dissatisfaction.

"This young master is leaving just like that? Are you going to face your benefactor like this?"

"Then what do you want?"

Tuoba Guang's tone was stiff and obscure, and it was obvious that he was not a local.

Song Qingwan was 100% sure of her judgment, because if the person in front of her was just coming to the Great Sage Kyoto to do business, he would definitely practice the language of the Central Plains first, and would never be like this person.

Not only is his temperament rude and tough, but his accent is also so heavy.

"Sir, won't you treat me to a drink? This happens to be an inn, so it's not too much to ask, right?"

"Another day."

"It seems that you can't afford the wine, so forget it. Pang is not a person who cares about small things. Let's say goodbye now."

Song Qingwan shook her head regretfully and was about to leave but was stopped by Tuoba Guang.

"Let's go and have a drink."

Song Qingwan frowned slightly, and a triumphant smile appeared on her face.

She knew that as the eighth prince of Dongyue Kingdom and the youngest and most beloved son of the Dongyue Emperor, how could he tolerate being looked down upon by others?

Song Qingwan restrained her smile, turned around and looked at Tuoba Guang with surprise.

"Are you serious about what you said, brother? Then I will not be polite and must order the most expensive wine in this inn."

"Hmph, whatever you want!"

Tuoba Guang waved his hand and went upstairs, thinking how much wine this Central Plains man could drink since he looked so thin? I guess after the two of them finished, they wouldn't be able to delay their date with Ying'er!

Song Qingwan followed behind and waved to the waiter, who came forward immediately.

"Sir, what do you want?

"Go prepare two jars of strong liquor. I want to drink with this young master!"

"Yes, sir."

Song Qingwan went upstairs calmly, opened the box and saw Tuoba Guang was already waiting. After the two greeted each other, they sat down. Song Qingwan asked curiously.

"May I ask your name, sir? Where are you from?"

"Bu Xiangshu."

"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Bu. Judging from his age, he should be a few years older than me, so I have the audacity to call him Brother Bu."

Why does this sound so awkward? Brother Divination, Brother Divination, Divination of good and bad luck...

Tuoba Guang regretted giving himself such a pseudonym, but it was too late to regret since the words had already been spoken, so he could only agree reluctantly.

Song Qingwan laughed in her heart, "You are destined to not live long because of this name."