"Don't bully people too much!" Wen Zeming's face turned red. He was not as patient as Wen Tian saw in his previous life. However, after being stimulated by words, he could not hold on to the gentleman's face. His eyes were full of jealousy, "Are you just a good fetus? Which one can compare to me in terms of talent, knowledge, character?"

"A fool who can't even make poetry. Without the Wen family, you are nothing!"

He was only able to vent his anger, but he did not notice that the young men and young men around him who were watching the show changed their faces after he said this. Most of the people who could sit here were relying on the second generation ancestors at home. His words were equivalent to scolding everyone. Even Zheng Bosheng, who had been hesitating to persuade him, looked very good.

Unexpectedly, he was so excited that he lost his attitude. Wen Tian sighed that Wen Zeming had not yet achieved his cultivation at this time. When he met in his previous life, even if Wen Tian scolded his mother, he had not changed his face.

Still too young.

His appearance made Wen Tian laugh. He picked up the wine pot in a casual manner and took a sip at the spout. Wen Zeming, who was slanting with his eyes slanted with red neck, "So what if I'm just bullying you?"

"So what if I am reincarnated? I just need to sit here and move my fingers to get anything I want. Unlike you, you have to be ashamed to please a fool like me. You must have endured it very hard, right?"

Wen Zeming's chest was undulating violently, his eyes were like swords, and he wanted to tear this proud face apart with his eyes. He had seen such expressions for many times, but never once made him so embarrassed and unwilling to accept it.

They are all from the Wen family, why should he be shorter? Why should he be bullied like a dog? His hands were clenched into fists. Wen Zeming used all his strength to control himself and said word by word: "Don't bully, young, young, poor."

"Puchi!" Wen Tian laughed out loud, threw the wine pot aside casually, stood up for the first time, and looked at him with a cold look, "What do you mean by this sentence is to kill me?"

There was really murderous intention in his eyes. Wen Zeming met those dark eyes and saw Ming's hatred from it, which was completely different from Wen Tian he learned. The news he found out that Wen Tian was a pretty young master, innocent and not very conscientious, and was completely different from the young man in front of him with a cold expression.

Could it be that he was pretending too? But Wen Zeming couldn't think of why Wen Tian was targeting him, and he was thinking about whether he should get out as soon as possible and endure the situation for a while. If he annoyed the other party, he might really kill him.

He was already a little scared in his heart, and he clenched his teeth and looked at Wen Tian nervously.

However, Wen Tian just scared him. He has been a good citizen for two lifetimes. Even if he wants to swallow Wen Zeming alive, he actually won’t kill anyone by himself. It is not worth it to get involved in a lawsuit for such a person.

Zhiwen Zeming was scared, and Wen Tian waved his hand in a lack of interest and asked his servants to drive him out.

Li Qingnian responded the fastest and said to the servant who led the leader: "Drag him out for me, remember, there will be a banquet for the Li family next time, don't let him get in."

Wen Zeming had already straightened his spine and wanted to walk out with a dignified look, but unexpectedly he was pulled by two thick servants and pulled him out rudely.

Zheng Bosheng's expression changed several times, but in the end he did not speak out. The Zheng family was just a small businessman, even worse than the Wen family. Although he was determined to help Wen Zeming, Wen Zeming now clearly offended people, and he was unwilling to drag down the family for an ordinary friend.

After this incident, the atmosphere was a bit stagnant. Although these playboys were playing together, the internal levels were also very clear. They relied on the power of the family to divide the levels, and the Wen family behind Wen Tian was the one who could not be messed with the most.

Moreover, Wen Tian looked very soft and gentle in the past, but he was not as fierce and unreasonable as today, and these people were shocked for a while.

However, Li Qingnian was not affected at all, and he asked happily: "I have never seen you get such a big temper. Is this Wen Ming offended you?"

Without his enemies in front of him, Wen Tian was like a small animal that had only relieved his mania. He put away his teeth and claws and became harmless again. However, Li Qingnian's question was a bit difficult to answer. He thought about it and said casually: "No, he just hates him when he sees him."

Everyone: "..."

This reason is very domineering, but there seems to be no problem. After all, they used to deal with anyone who doesn't like it, but they never advocated the rationalization. Thinking of this, these young men who were just shocked had a similar sense of intimacy towards Wen Tian.

Zhou Chuanqing, who had been watching the changes, looked at him in surprise. Wen Tian's performance today really opened his eyes. He originally thought that Wen Tian was going to be bullied, but he thought he should stop him. However, he unexpectedly turned Yijun into the bullying one. He closed his fan and knocked it in his palm. Zhou Chuanqing felt that if the boss knew about it, he would definitely be very interested.

Wen Tian didn't know their psychological changes. Although he had calculated it today, he saw Wen Zeming and remembered Wen Boli, and his mood was not only not good, but even worse.

The flower viewing banquet ended until evening. After it got dark, it was time to put on the flower lantern. Wen Tian thought that Wen Shuyue should come back to find him at this time, so he walked out with Li Qingnian Zhou Chuanqing.

The lights of starry sky were already lit in the peach blossom forest. Wen Tian and others arrived on the official road and saw a huge flower magic lamp lit up at the highest point of the Flower God Temple. The peony-shaped flower magic lamp was blooming, and there was a statue of the imperial concubine in the middle of the flower stamens. After the candlelight on the petals lit up one after another, the entire flower magic lamp began to rotate slowly.

As the main light lights lights bloom like fireflies. From a distance, the Flower Temple is full of bright lights.

Wen Shuyue and the maid were holding a small lamp in their hands and slowly walked towards the carriage. She had made an appointment with her friend to go and put on the flower lantern together, but thought that she hadn't seen Wen Tian for most of the day, so her friends parted ways and came back to find Wen Tian first.

Wen Tian was also happy to see her, so he trotted over to take the lantern from her hand and asked her why she was back so soon.

"I can't worry about you." Wen Shuyue walked beside him, keenly capturing the smell of alcohol on his body, frowned and said, "Have you drunk?"

"There was a flower viewing banquet in the afternoon, so I drank a little." Wen Tian scratched his face, feeling a little guilty.

Wen Shuyue did not doubt that he was there. She walked to the carriage with him. When she got closer, she noticed that there were two people next to the carriage. She hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly to Li Qingnian and Zhou Chuanqing.

When Li Qingnian saw Wen Shuyue's eyes widened, she was stunned for a moment before pulling Wen Tian to whisper: "Why do your sister look like a fairy?"

Wen Tian glanced at him, ignored him, took out the flower lamp with a carriage, and asked Wen Shuyue where to put it.

After taking the lamp over, Wen Shuyue thought about it and suggested that it would be better to go to the riverside.

Walking a little further forward from the Peach Blossom Forest is Sihu River. Tonight, the trees by the river are also covered with flower lanterns, and many vendors are shouting and selling.

Wen Shuyue was holding a lantern in her hand and walked with Wen Tian. Zhou Chuanqing and Li Qingnian were one step behind. Li Qingnian was familiar with each other. He pulled Zhou Chuanqing and was still muttering that Wen Shuyue was better than the goddess of Flower God. Who could marry her really had accumulating virtue in his previous life.

Zhou Chuanqing had no time to pay attention to him and looked at Wen Shuyue secretly. Wen Shuyue was indeed a beauty. She and Wen Tian were twins. Both of them were beauties with delicate facial features, but Wen Tian’s facial features were brighter and had a shocking beauty. Wen Shuyue’s facial features were softer. Compared with her appearance, she had a unique temperament that made people forget the customs.

Thinking of the flower cake and wine brought by Wen Tian, ​​Zhou Chuanqing sighed in his heart that Li Qingnian was right. Who could marry her was really accumulating virtue in her previous life. Jiao Changxian, who didn't cherish such a fiancée, went to the brothel to wander, was really blind.

The four of them walked slowly along the river bank, surrounded by crowded people, and there were many stalls on the roadside where they were guessing riddles and pairs. The stall owner shouted loudly, and Wen Shuyue stopped at the stall with the most crowded people.

There was a cage in front of the stall owner, which contained a rabbit the size of a palm. The rabbit was different from an ordinary rabbit. Its ears were slightly smaller, with a circle of black fluff around its tips and eyes, which looked particularly cute.

Many young men who want to win back the rabbit to please the girl gathered around the stall to guess riddles.

Wen Shuyue stood outside and looked at it, but it was hard to lean over, so she was about to leave with a hesitation.

Zhou Chuanqing, who was behind, walked forward and smiled and said, "I think the riddles in this store are good, so why not let me try it."

Wen Shuyue looked at him in surprise, smiled slightly, and gave him the position.

The riddles on the stall were not simple, but for Zhou Chuanqing, he guessed all the way, and only the last few were stumped.

"Raining on the Mid-Autumn Lake." Wen Shuyue next to him saw that he was not sure, so he spoke out and reminded him.

Zhou Chuanqing was slightly stunned, "Looking at Dongting in August, thousands of sails pass by" wrote a poem, which was exactly the right one.

He bowed his hand and wrote the answer. With a common topic, the two of them became much more familiar with each other, so they cooperated to continue guessing.

Wen Tian scratched his face and looked at the backs of the two people with some strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. In addition, he couldn't guess riddles, so he simply wandered to the edge of the river bank.

I don’t know if Chu Xiangtian chased the person, but he squatted by the river in a daze, his fingers twitching around the cool river water.

Chu Xiangtian followed the mark left by Zhou Chuanqing and saw the young master squatting by the river at a glance.

The young master put his chin on his knees, his fingers twitched in the river, and his thick eye feathers drooped down like a fan, looking a little depressed.
Chapter completed!