549: C549 Young Master's Temper

C549 Young Master's Temper

Fu Sihan looked at her quietly. His silent attitude seemed to confirm her guess.

That Young Master Yi's death and Yi Hengrong could not escape dry cleaning!

"If that is really the case, will the Yi Family let Yi Hengrong take power? Or is it that the Yi family didn't discover any problems at all?"

"Maybe they didn't find anything. Maybe it's something else." Fu Sihan touched Yan Wanwan's hair and said," Wanwan, for some people, living people are more important than dead people. "

Compared to a dead and weak real Young Master, if the fake Young Master acted tough and brought more benefits and glory to the family, it would not be good for some people.

"How could it be..." Wanwan was shocked and quickly accepted it. In this circle, there were countless dirty and dirty things.

If the death of the Yi family's Young Master really had something to do with Yi Hengrong, then this man was a little too sophisticated and scheming.

It was quiet all around. There was only the sound of a small river and a few open-air tea shops not far away drinking tea.

Wanwan did not want to stay in such a quiet and easy place with Fu Sihan. She walked towards the main path of the ancient city.

Too quiet would make people's imagination run wild.

Fu Sihan liked places with fewer people and clean places. Gathering and dinner were the places that he could barely accept the most. The ancient city was crowded with people, and the air was filled with the fragrance of all kinds of food.

Wanwan did not expect Fu Sihan to follow her.

"Do you have anything else to say to me?" Wanwan looked at him and saw him frowning. He looked at the surrounding environment with disgust.

"No." Fu Sihan took the opportunity to spit out two words.

Wanwan looked at him strangely and saw that there were special pastries here at the stall in front of them. They smelled quite good. She packed two portions and planned to bring them back later to share with the other people who had a good relationship as supper.

Wanwan looked at Fu Sihan's gloomy face and the stubborn look on his face and suddenly had a playful heart.

"I want to go in and eat something. Do you want to come with me?" Wanwan pointed to the food city beside her.

Although it was called a food city, it was actually a huge store. There were many different vendors selling different foods inside.

Fu Sihan smelled all kinds of food in the air. The first thing that caught his attention was the inferior oil and the smell of stimulating seasonings. Looking at the furnishings inside, he saw that every stall was closely packed together without any extra space. He didn't feel comfortable looking at them, but he also felt greasy.

Fu Sihan furrowed his brows. The resistance in his body could not be any more obvious.

Wanwan smiled and walked in by herself.

She had read the strategy online. There was a very delicious roasted pork trotters here.

The roast pork trotters store was very small, but there were many people who bought them. Wanwan came out of the crowd after buying some good stuff and met the man's resentful gaze.

There were also many girls who secretly looked at Fu Sihan. They wanted to use their phones to take pictures of the handsome man, but they were also afraid of this handsome man's powerful aura.

The whole scene was a little comical.

"You came in?" Wanwan was surprised and there was a mocking smile in her eyes.

Fu Sihan frowned and looked at the cheap paper box in Yan Wanwan's hand. There were greasy roasted pork trotters in the box. The pig forks were coincidentally aimed in his direction, as if they were provoking him!

"Handsome, do you want a serving of roasted pork trotters? Our family's roasted pork trotters are very delicious. Many people specially came to eat them!" The owner of the roasted pork trotters was very enthusiastic about himself.

The owner selling fried noodles beside him quickly said, "Handsome, give me a serving of fried noodles! It's only ten yuan per serving. It's cheap! Try it and I guarantee it will be delicious!"

The owner of the stall who bought the steamed cake refused to be outdone. "Handsome, give me one serving of steamed cake!"

Wanwan saw that Fu Sihan's face was almost as black as the bottom of a pot. It was as if standing in a place filled with oil and smoke was a supreme humiliation to him. She could not help but laugh. Finally, her conscience was discovered and she said to the surrounding bosses, "Thank you. He is not used to the taste here."

The owner of the steamed cake said very nicely, "Young man, this rose and red bean are the best for sale. If you don't like it, buy a serving for your girlfriend! Girls like to eat this, and it also helps to beautify their appearance!"

"I don't..."

"[Okay.]"

The voices of a man and a woman rang out at the same time.

Wanwan looked at Fu Sihan in confusion. Didn't he dislike the things here?

The owner of the steamed cake happily exclaimed, "Aye!" She packed three portions of the steamed cake for Fu Sihan in one breath. She looked at Fu Sihan like a silly son who looked at a rich landlord who didn't have much money. No, it was the same for Young Master.

This amount of money was nothing to Fu Sihan. He gave a hundred yuan note and said, "You don't need to make up for it."

Wanwan logically suspected that he disliked the oil stains on other people's money.

The Lady Boss was all smiles. She looked at Fu Sihan more and more like the silly son of the landlord, a cheapskate.

Wanwan did not like to eat in crowded places. Furthermore, Fu Sihan's appearance and temperament were too outstanding. It was not suitable for him to stay in one place all the time. It would easily cause a traffic jam.

She carried the pig trotters out and walked a few steps before she suddenly realized that Fu Sihan did not follow her.

She turned her head and saw that he was trapped by the crowd.

Third Young Master Fu had a habit of cleanliness. He did not want others to touch him, so he stood there cautiously and did not move. He had a cold look on his face, as if he was waiting for someone to make way for him.

It was already late at night. Why was he daydreaming?

"Yan Wanwan!" Fu Sihan had a nervous expression between his eyebrows. Under the cold and impatient expression, there was a rare grievance.

Wanwan could not help but laugh. She walked back with a smile on her face and laughed at him. "Why did you come to such a place with Young Master's temper?"

As she spoke, she pulled the man's windbreaker and jacket out, like she was holding a big child.

This time, the crowd consciously made a path for them.

Wait. When the two of them left the snack city, someone said, "That handsome guy just now was a little familiar. I think I've seen him somewhere before."

"That, that, that! Fu... That young CEO of some company, right?!"

"Oh, right, right! He looks like you!"

"How is that possible? Fu Sihan can come to such a place? And buy a steamed cake for twenty yuan? Most likely, they just look alike."

"That's right. Furthermore, that handsome guy and his girlfriend just came. Fu Sihan just divorced, and Yan Wanwan is disabled again. They can't match the numbers."

...

Wanwan found a corner to eat roasted pork trotters.

A portion of roasted pork trotters was not much. She could finish it all by herself. Even if she could not finish it, she did not plan to give "Anli" to Fu Sihan.

Especially when Third Young Master Fu looked at Yan Wanwan eating the pork trotters with a look of disgust.

"Does the people know about Great Young Master?" Wanwan said in a serious manner.

Fu Sihan did not understand, and he had reason to say, "This meat has passed the safety index and does not know about it. The oil of the roast meat is used repeatedly. When you run in, you do not even know about mosquitoes and flies. There are dust and pedestrians everywhere."

"Alright! I know what you want to say! It's not hygienic, right? The roadside stalls are all like this. In any case, you're not allowed to eat them!"0

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