BL | Bai Yueguang From Slag Gong And I Have HE [Quick Wear]

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

The thugs from the Cen family chased after him in three or two steps, just in time to bump into Cen Yao, and then he stopped walking and cried out in cold sweat, "Fourth Master."

As if receiving amnesty, the class leader scrunched up and got up: "Fourth Master, Fourth Master, please help! When they came in, they shouted for Xiao Kou'er..."

The thugs of the Cen family were also flustered, and quickly defended themselves: "No, no, we didn't, we didn't mean that, we just came to the troupe to settle the account. Here, who would dare to move your people, Fourth Master?"

The scene in front of him looked somewhat comical.

The little button is still a little confused.

He looked away.

I saw that the guests in the troupe had been scared away, and a few of the runners were injured. There was no damage to the front desk, but I could vaguely see that something was smashed behind the curtain.

"Fourth Master! We, let's go now."

In fact, Cen Yao hadn't said a word yet, but the thugs of the Cen family were already frightened enough.

Cen Yao shot his eldest brother in the left leg, and indulged his little lover to hit the right leg... This story has spread in Haicheng. Of course, the servants of the Cen family knew what was going on.

The eldest young master has to be beaten, let alone them?

It's better to be funny yourself, and run fast, so as not to hit them in the head in a while.

The troupe soon returned to quiet.

Due to the presence of Cen Yao, the head teacher and others did not directly complain to Xiao Kou'er. They didn't care about wiping the blood on their faces, and hurriedly ordered the attendant to serve Cen Yao tea.

Cen Yao said lightly: "No need, I'll just send Xiao Kou'er here."

After leaving two soldiers here, they turned around and left.

Seeing this, the head teacher breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it would be enough to keep two people here, so that no one would dare to make trouble again.

It's just that as soon as Cen Yao left here, someone couldn't help but ask, "Why are you still here?"

"Ah?" Just as Xiao Kou'er raised his hand and handed out a handkerchief to wipe his face, he couldn't help but startled, "Shouldn't I come?"

"Don't listen to Xiaoyuan." The head teacher hurriedly glared at the young man.

Xiaoyuan looks complicated.

When the man with extraordinary bearing stepped into the troupe, he quietly hid behind the curtain and caught a glimpse of the man holding the handkerchief and wiping Xiao Kou'er's face little by little.

At that time, he felt like a big pie had fallen from heaven!

Just having the name of Cen Qingyuan in front of them made them feel much better in Haicheng. Not to mention this handsome man.

But what happened next was beyond the expectations of everyone in the troupe.

The man did not frequently pay money to the troupe, nor did he hold flowers or bring gifts to the troupe to show affection to Xiao Kou'er.

He doesn't look like Cen Qingyuan at all.

But the man quietly took people away from the troupe and rarely came back once he left. When they got the news again, everyone knew that the man was Fourth Master Cen, and now all the powerful people in the city had to bow their heads in front of him.