Fang Yi looked sinisterly at Ying Zheng, making Ying Zheng shiver uncontrollably.
"Brother Fang, don’t look at me like that, I’ve got goosebumps. ’The modest and gentle lady, a gentleman’s good match,’ it’s only natural, you know."
It had to be said, Ying Zheng’s thick skin was no less than Fang Yi’s, his twisted logic also came in droves.
"Oh really, you want to pursue this beautiful lady?" Fang Yi replied with a sinister smile.
"Well, about that..."
"It’s nothing, pursue bravely and boldly, she’s just the daughter of the Zhao family."
Ying Zheng was dumbfounded.
He wasn’t stupid, he knew full well what kind of existence the Zhao family held in Tianjing.
In Moon City, there were four big families: the Lin Family, the Bai Family, the Song family, and the Jiang Family, but those families were nothing compared to the Zhao family.
Even in Moon City, Ying Zheng had to be respectful to the four big families, let alone the Zhao family, whom he dared not provoke.
And the mature and beautiful lady before him turned out to be the daughter of the Zhao family.
Ying Zheng shivered involuntarily.
In Moon City, Ying Zheng could count as someone significant, but in Tianjing, he was nothing.
So, Ying Zheng immediately made a decisive decision.
He pulled a chair over from the side and then knelt on it.
"I’m wrong, I deserve to die a thousand deaths, please punish me harshly, Miss Zhao, I have no complaints!"
Zhao Xueying was speechless.
Even Fang Yi was at a loss for words; this shameless fat guy was truly thick-skinned.
Zhao Xueying had no choice but to speak up, "Alright, you are all Xiao Fang’s friends, so you’re also my friends, I won’t hold this against you."
This gave Ying Zheng and Rong Quan a peace of mind.
"Sister-in-law has a broad heart and is very magnanimous, I admire you," Rong Quan praised, sneaking in a flattery as well.
It’s just, Rong Quan’s flattery seemed to hit the wrong note.
Zhao Xueying’s face turned cold, "What did you call me?"
Rong Quan, unaware, said naturally, "Sister-in-law, of course."
Pausing, Rong Quan turned to Fang Yi, "Brother Yi, aren’t you her man?"
Fang Yi smiled, "Think again."
What the hell is there to think!
Seeing Fang Yi’s smile, Rong Quan immediately realized he guessed wrong, and thus he fell silent, just like Ying Zheng, but he was more ruthless, directly kneeling on the ground.
Unrestrained, direct, without any hesitation.
Zhao Xueying couldn’t help but roll her eyes, looking to Fang Yi, "Are they your little brothers?"
Ying Zheng chuckled as he came closer, "I’m his brother, sworn brothers."
Zhao Xueying said, "Whether brothers or little brothers, you’re all so shameless. Fine, you two, get out, I want to talk to your boss."
The two hurriedly ran off.
"Aren’t you taking me around?" Zhao Xueying asked.
"No, I have to go decoct some medicine," Fang Yi shook his head.
"Alright then, I’ll wander by myself," Zhao Xueying said.
"Give Elder Jian a call, just say I’m inviting him for a meal and to come over here," Fang Yi said.
"Your intentions aren’t pure."
Zhao Xueying, being astute, immediately guessed Fang Yi’s ulterior motives behind inviting people for a meal.
First inviting Zhou Xuewen, then inviting Elder Jian, anyone who wasn’t a fool could tell Fang Yi had another agenda.
Fang Yi smiled and said, "You’re really smart."
After speaking, Fang Yi took the packets of medicinal herbs and went into the kitchen.
As for whether Zhao Xueying would call Jian Rong, Elder Jian, that was her business, Fang Yi wouldn’t insist.