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Su Wenting's face turned red again. A big hand covered her small snow-white hand. It didn't matter whether she let it go or not. That look made Nangong Yonghe fall in love even more. She liked this kind of emotionally simple man the most. It gave her strength.

sense of achievement.

"Xiao He, do you really have to stop thinking about it?" Su Wenting felt anxious and depressed. As long as she didn't want to, he could have legitimate reasons to destroy her marriage.

When Nangong Yonghe saw someone looking over, he gently pulled his hand back and said with a smile, "I'm too lazy to think about it."

Su Wenting's chest suddenly felt tight. How could someone be too lazy to think about their own life-long affairs?

Nangong Yonghe still looked at him with a smile, as if nothing was a big deal.

Suddenly two men came up from the stairs, talking as they walked.

"Young Master Beiming has gone too far. That little girl is probably going to be poisoned again, hey." One of them shook his head.

Su Wenting immediately raised his head, glanced at Nangong Yonghe with his starry eyes, stood up, clasped his fists at the person who spoke, and said, "Brother, what did you just say about Young Master Beiming? What little girl?"

"Sir, in the 'Yongping' teahouse at the end of the street, Beiming Rongping is robbing the little singing girl. Hey, how could Mr. Beiming have such a grandson?" The man shook his head repeatedly.

When Nangong Yonghe heard this, he immediately stood up and ran downstairs with Su Wenting towards the end of the street.

"Wenting, why are the Beimings so annoying!" Nangong Yonghe hated the gangsters who molested women from good families. Why did they let women suffer such humiliation when there was a brothel? It was unforgivable.

"Hey, actually, Mr. Beiming and Beiming Sheng are both reasonable people, but they doted on the two young masters too much, and they got into trouble one after another. The last incident was that an emerald belt belonging to the young master Beiming, Beiming Xingjun, was stolen.

We don’t care about the life and death of the people, but we have to catch the thieves. Fortunately, no one was killed." Su Wenting explained, "But this young master is even more shameful, he likes beauty, and I have heard him raping civilian girls more than once."

"Then why didn't your yamen catch him?" Nangong Yonghe felt that such a person should be locked up until he was afraid.

"Xiao He, many things don't just happen as you think. Bei Mingsheng's sister is the current noble concubine, and she is very protective of her shortcomings. There is really nothing that can be done to them. In addition, every time the two young masters get into trouble, Mr. Bei Ming will apologize, and

It’s not good, it’s too disrespectful.” Su Wenting said tangledly.

Nangong Yonghe understands this situation very well. Her company is also filled with royal relatives of the boss. Sometimes when she is wronged, she can only swallow it in her stomach, and even apologize to make amends. It's so damn embarrassing.

Depressed.

"I understand, there is no way to continue like this. We have to find a way, otherwise there will be more victims?" Nangong Yonghe's sense of justice came out again.

"Both young masters from Beiming are very difficult to get along with. They don't listen to reason at all, and they can't move. Their father taught them a lesson but then forgot about it. We are also helpless." Su Wenting frowned.

While they were talking, the two of them arrived at the teahouse at the end of the street. Many people at the door were looking in, and they could hear the cries of women inside, as well as the cries of pain from the elderly.

"Master Su is here!" Some people who knew Su Wenting shouted out immediately.

Nangong Yonghe followed Su Wenting through the crowd and stepped into the threshold. He saw that it was empty inside. Several tables and chairs had fallen down. A young man in the middle was holding a little girl who was sitting on the ground crying.

, and the little girl’s other hand was grabbed by an old man, making it look like a saw. There were several servant-looking people next to her, all with lewd smiles on their faces.

The young man turned his head when he heard the voice. Nangong Yonghe's eyes lit up. The eldest young master of the Beiming family was unexpectedly handsome. He was less than twenty years old. He was wearing a brown brocade robe with a waistband

He wears a white jade belt and holds a folding fan in one hand. He has handsome features, but the light in his black eyes is wandering around, making him very frivolous. At first glance, he looks like a handsome young man.

"Beiming Rongping, what are you doing again!" Su Wenting immediately shouted angrily.

Beiming Rongping had already let go of the little girl, but his eyes were all fixed on Nangong Yonghe who was behind Su Wenting. He looked like a dog drooling after seeing a bone.

Nangong Yonghe was a little disgusted in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face and didn't take this lecherous man seriously at all.

"Master Su, I haven't done anything. I just want to invite the little girl to the house for tea. If she doesn't want to, forget it. Ma Qi, help them up." Beiming Rongping told his servants.

, a pair of eyes stared at Nangong Yonghe's face with lust, "Master Su, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, by the way, who is this beauty? Your friend?" It turns out that Beiming Rongping's target immediately changed from

The young girl transferred to the soft and beautiful Nangong Yonghe.

Su Wenting's face darkened, and he stood in front of Nangong Yonghe and said coldly to Beiming Rongping: "Beiming Rongping, you'd better not cause trouble. When the time comes, it won't look good if your father goes to the Yamen to pick you up!"

"Hey, Master Su, I didn't commit any crime. Why do you take me to the Yamen? Besides, I just want to get to know this girl, and this is not allowed?" Beiming Rongping opened his fan and swayed it coolly.

He walked around to the side of Su Wenting, looked straight at Nangong Yonghe and said, "Girl, can you make a friend in Rongping, Xiabeiming?"

Su Wenting wanted to get angry, but Nangong Yonghe pulled him from behind. Nangong Yonghe stepped forward with a smile and said, "Okay, Xiaohe is very happy to meet Mr. Beiming."

"Hey, it turns out it's Miss Xiao He. I wonder where Miss Xiao He lives. Can we get married?" Beiming Rongping felt a lot lighter at her indifferent smile.

"Xiao He!" Su Wenting called out worriedly.

"It's okay. I believe people from the Beiming Family will not disappoint Xiao He. Master Beiming, is Xiao He right?" Nangong Yonghe originally didn't want to deal with the Beiming Family anymore because of her parents' matters.

But looking at his lustful eyes, he doesn't know how many women will be harmed in the future, so he should just be a little aggrieved and help the people get rid of the harm.

"Of course, of course, Master Su has some misunderstandings about me. In fact, I am just having fun and have no malicious intent." After saying that, he walked over and apologized to the sobbing little girl and the old man, "Old man, you are frightened. I am a young master.

It's just a joke with your little granddaughter, don't be afraid, there are twenty taels of silver here, take it back and calm down Ma Qi!"

The servant named Ma Qi quickly took out the money and sent the two grandchildren out of the teahouse who wanted to thank Su Wenting and Nangong Yonghe.

"Okay, what are you looking at? We're about to leave. Don't stop me from drinking tea!" Beiming Rongping started to chase away the common people who dared to be angry and dare not speak. Finally, he turned around and faced Nangong Yonghe.
Chapter completed!