The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 1568

A road at the foot of the mountain winded to the front, and the weather was a bit gloomy. A carriage moved fast on the road.

The curtains of the carriage were opened, and a head came out. He was a handsome boy. He shouted to the coachman: "Uncle, slow down, it's too upset."

"It's going to rain heavily, and it's going to rain soon. If my horse gets drenched and gets sick and delays my work, will you pay it?" the coachman asked in a loud voice.

"Okay, Xiaofeng, it's okay to bump. The coachman is right. It's okay to go back early." A gentle voice came from the carriage, soothing the boy, "Hurry up and pull your head back, or you'll be knocking."

The young man called Xiaofeng originally wanted to refute a few words about the coachman. Hearing what the people inside said, he retracted his head angrily, watching the person sitting opposite him and said dissatisfied: "My son, we didn't give up. There is only a lot of money. Why does he have this attitude?" Both the carriage and the coachman are hired. Xiaofeng and his son came to the temple on the mountain to pray for incense today. But on the way back, the weather suddenly changed, and the coachman speeded up the way back regardless. Naturally, the carriage was very bumpy, and the wind felt a little vomiting.

Before the person sitting across from Xiaofeng spoke, he heard the coachman muttering in front.

"What kind of gold does Mr Tu'er pretend to be? I was kind enough to take you, and I'm picking and choosing." The coachman's disdainful voice reached Xiaofeng and Young Master's ears.

As soon as Xiaofeng's face changed, he was about to speak out. The person sitting across from him waved his hand, his face was still calm.

Xiaofeng bit his lip, and finally lowered his head in frustration. His heart is really unfair for the son. How can a good person like him be trapped in such a place? !

The son is known as the son of Le, and he is the top brand of the Changqing Tower in Beijing.

Changqing Building, the largest brothel in the capital, but the people in it are all men. Of course, he would not call them Lord Rabbit, he would always call them son. Because the sons of the Changqing Building are different from the young men of other brothels, most of the sons of the Changqing Building are pure chicks, and they all have one skill. It is a place where many men in the capital pursue elegance.

The most famous of Changqinglou is the four sons of Meilanzhuju. Lord Le used to be Lord Lan. He was best at playing the piano. In the past few years, there were countless benefactors, and people who asked for him could line up from the end of the street to the end of the street. It's just that in the past few years, he has grown old and his style is not as good as before. The title of Master Lan has changed. He used his original name again, Le Gongzi. Because his surname is said to be Le.

Being ridiculed by the coachman in this way, Young Master Le didn't have any unrestrained expressions on his face. Looking at the little breeze on his face that was shrinking in the corner, Young Master Le knew that the boy was embracing himself again in his heart.

"Xiaofeng's mouth can hang an oil bottle." Le Gongzi smiled and said, "Okay, don't be angry, go back and buy you the Fu Ji pastry you like. Buy one of each, okay?"

Xiao Feng's mouth pursed even harder, and he murmured: "The son just coaxed me as a child. I am not young anymore." Although he complained, Xiao Feng's frowning brows eased a little.

At this moment, the roof of the carriage made a slight crackling, and the next moment, the sound became louder and louder.

"It's raining." Xiaofeng opened the curtains and looked out. "The sky is so dark. It was still lit just now. Why is it so dark now?"

(End of this chapter)