My host is very irritable

Chapter 326 Don’t Want Me, I Don’t Want You 2

Is he worthy of using himself as a stepping stone?

Qiu Muqi was annoyed when he saw the strange looks from people around him. He felt that He Yue was ungrateful and was insulting him.

"Bah! An abandoned woman dares to look down on me." Qiu Muqi cursed in his heart.

Bingyi had just taken a bite of the candied haws in her hand, and when she heard his thoughts, the smile on her face immediately disappeared.

She moved her fingers slightly, and Qiu Muqi, who was originally standing on the street, stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Hey! Mr. Qiu, how come you can't even stand steadily?"

"They read more books than us, maybe they have too much knowledge in their heads!" someone laughed loudly.

Qiu Muqi's face turned red, he raised his sleeves to cover his face and hurriedly fled from the crowd.

"Bah! What are you thinking? Do you think others don't know?" After Qiu Muqi ran away, the people behind him spat at his back.

People in ancient times respected scholars very much, but Qiu Muqi was not a good person.

He thinks he is the son of a saint and looks down upon peddlers and hawkers.

When some children asked Qiu Muqi some questions, he scolded them.

The people around him were very displeased with his arrogance, and now his actions were also seen by others.

Everyone looked down on him and thought he was so noble, but now it seems that he is just so-so.

After Qiu Muqi ran away from the crowd, he hid in a dark corner, hoping to try his luck.

He Yue and Bing Yi walked around and came to a teahouse and sat down. The owner of the teahouse came to serve tea in person. He did not leave after serving the tea. He looked at He Yue and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"If you have something to say, please speak." He Yue gestured to the shopkeeper.

"Miss..., that scholar is not a good person, you have to be careful." The shopkeeper stopped there.

"Thank you." He Yue clasped her fists in return.

"Okay, I'm glad you understand. I won't disturb you any more, please enjoy your meal." The shopkeeper also clasped his fists in return and went back downstairs.

When He Yue left the teahouse, a silver ingot fell in front of the shopkeeper.

"Miss..." The shopkeeper looked at He Yue, holding up the silver.

"Thank you." He Yue's cold voice reached the shopkeeper's ears.

"Thank you, miss."

……

Qiu Muqi squatted in the corner, feeling cold and hungry. When he was about to leave, he heard light footsteps.

He was delighted because he heard the footsteps of a woman coming.

When he tried to stand up, a sack was put over his head.

"Who? Which hero? Please spare me! I am just a poor scholar..." Qiu Muqi lost the light, he curled up in the bag and kept begging.

"Bang bang bang-!"

The answer he got was a violent beating with a stick, which made him scream miserably in pain.

However, He Yue had set up a barrier here, so no one could hear his screams, and no one came to rescue him.

He Yue and his partner didn't leave until all four of his limbs were broken.

What a beast! In his previous life, he cheated a girl, and when he won the girl, he killed her and destroyed her body.

He Yue should do a good deed for once in this life! Let him live in pain and have no hope in his life.

Early in the morning, a street vendor passing by saw a sack and opened it out of curiosity.

He was also shocked when he saw Qiu Muqi in a miserable state.

At this time, Qiu Muqi had already fainted after being exposed to the cold wind all night. Although he hated it, he couldn't bear to watch someone he was familiar with die in vain.

Someone ran to the Qiu family to call for help, but Qiu Muqi's parents didn't wait for their son the whole night and they didn't sleep a wink.

Now, hearing what the person who came said, they were so frightened that they could not even stand.

"Uncle, you guys have to hurry up! He can't wait any longer..."

Upon hearing this, the Qiu couple forced themselves to cheer up and followed the visitor to where Qiu Muqi was lying.

When they saw the appearance of their beloved son, they were filled with grief.

With the help of passers-by, Qiu Muqi was sent to the clinic. After the old doctor's diagnosis, he couldn't believe his ears.

"No, no, no... It's impossible. My son is a scholar. His hands and feet cannot be severed. They cannot be severed..." Mother Qiu collapsed on the ground, shaking her head and shouting madly.

Although Father Qiu did not shout loudly, the blow he suffered was just as heavy. He fell heavily to the ground, lost the strength to get up, and could not stand up for a long time.

The talent that their entire family had devoted their efforts to cultivating was about to succeed, but was destroyed at this moment.

The anger and resentment in my heart are beyond words.

He hated it! He hated the beast that destroyed his family's hopes, and he wanted to eat its flesh and blood.

When Qiu Muqi woke up and found out that his limbs were broken, he couldn't accept it and screamed at home.

After all, he was the son that the Qiu couple loved since childhood, and they took good care of him at the beginning.

After a long time, they got annoyed. No one wants to be scolded by the person they take care of every day.

Qiu Muqi also understood what the gap was, and he would no longer be the first one to be served the good things at home.

He looked at his limbs, crying and laughing, looking very crazy.

He Yue's life was very comfortable and easy, but Lu Junlan's life was not very happy.

Winter goes and spring comes, flowers are in full bloom in Lu Mansion.

"Mom, I want to eat lotus cake..."

"Young Master, tomorrow is the day when the Marquis will marry his new wife." Lu Junlan's servant reminded him softly.

"Mother, she..." Lu Junlan then remembered that his mother had left the Lu family.

"Go, ask the kitchen to make lotus cake." Lu Junlan suppressed the strangeness in his heart and ordered his servant.

"Yes, sir." The servant hurried away.

Lu Junlan looked at the pastries in front of him with a dark and incomprehensible look in his eyes. He picked up a piece and took a small bite.

"Pah!" Lu Junlan spat it out immediately. It tasted bad and didn't taste like his mother's.

"Take it away!" Lu Junlan signaled the servant to take the pastries away, then he turned around, picked up the brush on the table and began to practice calligraphy.

When he finished writing one, he didn't even raise his head: "Take it to show mother..."

"Young Master, tomorrow is the day the Marquis will marry his new wife." The servant quickly reminded him, because Lu Qingyi had issued an order that no one in the mansion was allowed to mention the previous wife.

"Swish...swish..." Lu Junlan tore the written paper into pieces in annoyance.

"Where is Lan'er?" At this time, Lu Qingyi's voice sounded outside the door.

"Father is back?" Upon hearing the voice, Lu Junlan hurriedly stood up and went out to greet him.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qingyi looked at his son with a grim expression and asked softly.

"My son is a little anxious because his handwriting is not good." Lu Junlan touched his forehead and answered indifferently.

"Junlan, you are still young, there is no need to be so anxious." Feng Yanran walked out from behind Lu Qingyi and said softly.

"Thank you for your guidance, aunt." When Lu Junlan saw Feng Yanran, the depression on his face disappeared.

He greeted her with a smile and hurried forward to greet Feng Yanran.