Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

Chapter 173 Stealing Jade 21

Boss Du heard the rest upstairs, then crawled out from under the table, took off the melon-skin hat on his head, and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

Not long after, when he saw Lu Chengting coming downstairs holding Nan Siyan safe and sound, his heart sank back into his stomach and he let out a long breath.

"As long as it's okay, it's okay, you two are okay." Boss Du said in a trembling voice.

He spoke from the bottom of his heart. After all, if Lu Cheng heard that something had happened, not to mention another turmoil in Huating, the disasters from the other provinces upstairs would definitely not compensate for the loss of his teahouse.

Lu Chengting glanced at Boss Du with an unkind expression, held Nan Siyan in one hand, took out a gun with the other hand, and pointed it between Boss Du's eyebrows.

"You know that A Yan will die if you go up there."

Boss Du looked at the dark muzzle of the gun, and his legs suddenly became weak with fear, and he knelt on the ground with a sad face:

"Third Master, have mercy on me! How can I dare to challenge the big man upstairs when I am a humble citizen with no power?"

Nan Siyan tugged Lu Chengting's earlobe: "Third Master, don't be unreasonable. Boss Du helped me and asked me to call you. He has tried his best."

Lu Chengting was just a sword. To him, there was no reason in this world.

Boss Du was right, but he let Nan Siyan face that room of pigs and dogs, which offended Lu Chengting.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, and Nan Siyan himself was not an idiot who didn't know how to fight back.

Otherwise, if something happens to Nan Siyan, Lu Chengting will not only destroy the Bishui Teahouse, but also the entire three southern provinces, skinning and cramping the Liu family, shattering their souls, and depriving them of eternal life.

His finger on the trigger moved, and Nan Siyan knew that Lu Chengting still wanted Boss Du's life.

He put his arms around Lu Chengting's neck, kissed the side of his neck, shook his legs, and whispered: "Third Master, please, please spare Boss Du."

Lu Chengting was soothed by his kitten-like licks and kisses, and then he reluctantly gave up his murderous intention, put the gun back on his waist, and walked out of the Bishui Tea House without looking back while holding Nan Siyan in his arms.

Boss Du collapsed on the ground. He could feel that Lu Chengting was really planning to kill him just now.

He has been running this teahouse for many years and has met countless noble people. He is used to being smooth and slick, and he always thinks that it is best not to offend.

Now after this experience, he realized that there is nothing so good in the world. His failure to firmly protect Nan Si Yan completely offended Mr. Lu.

Boss Du felt extremely cold. He thought that his Bishui Tea House might not be open for long.

Nan Siyan was frightened. From the moment he left the Bishui Tea House to the time he returned to the Lu Mansion, he was always hung up on Lu Chengting and refused to come down no matter what.

Lu Cheng didn't laugh at him, he just felt distressed. He asked someone to boil hot water and poured it into the bathtub. He personally helped Nan Siyan take off his clothes and sat him in the bathtub.

Nan Siyan grabbed Lu Chengting's hand and looked at him with wet eyes: "Third Master, can you come in and accompany me?"

Lu Cheng listened and followed him, took off his clothes, squeezed into the not spacious bathtub with him, and soaked with him.

The hot water and his lover calmed down Nan Siyan's mood. He leaned back in Lu Chengting's arms. Under the soaking of hot water, he felt that the blood in his body began to flow normally. It took him half a day to remember what happened before, and he said in fear: " Third Master, did I kill someone?"

Lu Chengting put his arms around his waist, kissed the back of his neck, and said softly: "No, I killed the person. The sin is all on me. It has nothing to do with you. Don't take it personally."

When Nan Siyan heard what Lu Cheng said, he didn't feel any better. He regretted, "I should have acted more swiftly..."

Lu Chengting killed those beasts for him. No matter what, Lu Chengting should not bear this sin alone.

Nan Siyan was not afraid of going to hell, he was only afraid of having Lu Chengting suffer alone on the road to hell a hundred years later.

Then he couldn't bear it, no matter what, he had to accompany him.

Nan Siyan thought that maybe he would have to find opportunities to be a villain a few times in the rest of his life.

He leaned in Lu Chengting's arms and felt Lu Chengting's heartbeat. He was thinking about random things in his mind. As soon as he relaxed, he fell asleep quickly.

Lu Chengting didn't care whether the people outside were looking for him or not. He took the sleeping Nan Siyan out of the tub, wiped off the water on him, put him on the bed and tucked him in. , then wearing pajamas, left the bedroom and came to the living room downstairs.

"Third Master, the one who died is the only son of Liu Chong, the governor of the three southern provinces. Now we are in big trouble."

The sound of gunshots at Bishui Teahouse alerted many forces.

There are too many families that depend on the Lu family for survival. One is prosperous and the other is destitute.

There was no need for Lu Cheng to take orders, someone would naturally sort out the news as quickly as possible and send it to Lu Mansion.

For example, Yan Hao put down his bowl and chopsticks before he finished his meal, and was kicked out of the house by his father who was celebrating his birthday, asking him to come quickly and take care of Lu Cheng's worries.

He said worriedly: "If Liu Chong comes to Huating in person to ask for someone, what should we do?"

Lu Cheng listened to the old god sitting on the sofa and made himself a cup of tea: "He comes to ask for someone, just give it to him."

Yan Hao was stunned: "What can I give you?"

Lu Chengting raised his eyebrows: "The body is still intact, so pack it up and return it to him."

"Then Liu Chong is afraid that he will go crazy on the spot and fight you desperately." Yan Hao said.

Lu Chengting took a sip of tea and said, "That means he doesn't know what to do."

"He has brought up such a scourge of evil and lust. I kindly cleaned up his family for him. He is ungrateful and wants to repay kindness with evil. Why should I tolerate him running wild on me?"

"I've always been easy to talk to. If he really gets tired of living, I wouldn't mind giving him face and sending him on his way."

Lu Cheng's attitude when he heard what he said was so frank and matter-of-fact that Yan Hao even felt for a moment that what Lu Cheng heard was very reasonable.

Lu Chengting's fearless attitude reassured Yan Hao, and the two were silent for a long time. Lu Chengting seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked: "Then Mr. Liu, where did you stay before going to Bishui Teahouse?" Cross your feet?"

In the original trajectory of the world, Lu Huachuan's stroke would have to wait for another half a month, and it would be almost ten days before Nan Siyan was carried into the Lu family.

Before that, Nan Siyan was still on stage singing in the Bishui Teahouse. Why had Mr. Liu never been to the Bishui Teahouse before?

The so-called butterfly effect was explained by Yan Hao's next words.

He looked at Lu Chengting and said four words: "Jianguo Hotel."