Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

"Ling-wu-wen-you are just the owner of a small restaurant, why are you so arrogant?! One day! One day, you will fall into my hands! At that time..."

Liang Yixuan clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles were slightly white from the exertion, and the veins on the back of his hands were prominent.

"Why should the fourth princess spoil her interest for a small person? No matter how capable Ling Wu is, she is just a businessman."

A slender woman in green clothes walked out of Liang Yixuan's cruise ship. The woman's face was ordinary, the kind that stood unobtrusive in the crowd.

She walked up to Liang Yixuan, her tone was respectful, but there was no trace of respect in her eyes. The contempt and impatience that flashed across her eyes from time to time cast an indiscernible mystery on her.

Liang Yixuan nodded in approval: "That's right, no matter how capable Ling Wu is, she's just a businessman! After my princess ascends to that high position, the first thing I do is to seal her small house, and see how arrogant she is! "She raised her chin, and the corner of her mouth raised an arrogant arc.

"It's natural!" The woman echoed on the surface, but what she was thinking in her heart was unknown——

After getting off the cruise ship, Ling Wuwen still held Ye Chenluo's hand, and the two of them walked back to the 'Crimson Moon Hall'.

At this time, although there are no customers on Weiyang Street. But those small restaurants have gradually opened their doors.

Occasionally, when I passed by a small restaurant, I could see servants cleaning it.

Ling Wuwen is known to many people on Weiyang Street and even the whole capital. She walks swaggeringly on the street, and from time to time someone will come to say hello to her. Then they all quietly glanced at Ye Chenluo who was being led by Ling Wuyi with curious and amazed eyes.

Everyone who greeted her, Ling Wuwen nodded with a formulaic smile.

He tilted his head to look at Ye Chenluo strangely, since getting off the boat till now, Ye Chenluo hasn't said a word. Even the gradually bustling Weiyang Street did not attract his attention.

"Xiao Luo, what's wrong with you?" Ling Wuwen raised her hand to touch his forehead, and asked with concern, "Is there something wrong with your body?"

After putting down her hand touching his forehead, she went to feel his pulse again.

Ye Chenluo looked at the hand on his wrist, and then raised his eyes to look at Ling Wuwen. Shaking his head: "There is nothing uncomfortable."

The pulse condition is normal, and the toxin is still obediently staying where it should be. It shouldn't be the recovery of memory that she was worried about.

Ling Wuwen looked at Ye Chenluo with some puzzlement: "Then why do you look so unhappy?"

"I... nothing."

Seeing Ye Chenluo swaying, Ling Wuyi raised her eyebrows and looked at him with her arms crossed: "Just tell me if you have anything to say, how can others know what you're thinking if you don't tell me?!"

Ye Chenluo was stunned for a moment, and asked stupidly: "Sister Xiaowu, can you know what I'm thinking?"

Lingwu catkin: O__O "...

"I can only see it when you write what you think on your face. I can't see it if it's too complicated." She can't read minds~~

Ye Chenluo let out an oh, and then seemed to think of something, her already pink face turned even redder.

The pink lips moved, and then said in a very low voice: "Just now...why did Sister Xiaowu tell that princess...I am...I am...I am..."

"It's my man?" Seeing that Ye Chenluo couldn't say anything for a long time, Ling Wuyi added it for him in a funny way.

Ye Chenluo nodded blankly, hummed, then lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

Ling Wuyi held his face and rubbed it, but didn't explain why she told the Fourth Emperor's daughter Liang Yixuan that Ye Chenluo was her man.

Today's favorability has almost increased, and it is estimated that it will not increase any more.

Some things have to be said at the right time, so as not to become useless nonsense.

For example, moving and critical love story!

After returning to the 'Crimson Moon Pavilion', Ling Wujin asked Ye Chenluo to stay on the first floor to watch her rehearse for the boys.

This was the first time he had seen so many young men and Qing men in the 'Crimson Moon Pavilion', and Ye Chenluo was very uncomfortable with the glances they glanced at from time to time.

He wanted to retreat to the fifth floor, but Ling Wuyue asked him to stay here...

"Master Ye?" A nice voice sounded beside him, and Ye Chenluo followed the voice to look.

The eyes are simple and straightforward with surprise, such a beautiful young man! This was the only compliment Ye Chenluo could think of at this moment.

"You are Mr. Ye?" The man asked with a smile, but there seemed to be something else in that smile.

Although Ye Chenluo is a little stupid, but he has a different sensitivity to others.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Ye Chenluo felt that the beautiful young man in front of him didn't have any kindness towards him. Although, he was always smiling...

He blinked, then nodded: "Yes. I'm Ye Chenluo."

"Hello, I'm Feiran, you should know me, right?" Feiran walked up to Ye Chenluo and sat down, looking at Ye Chenluo who could make people amazing just by sitting quietly, a feeling surged in her heart. A strong jealousy.

This is Feiran's first time meeting Ye Chenluo, even though he has been in the 'Crimson Moon Pavilion' for a month. Although he has always wanted to meet this man who can make Ling Wuxi look at him differently, what kind of skin does he have? !

But there was no permission on the fifth floor, so he couldn't go up. Even if he wanted to see Ye Chenluo again, he would not dare to disobey all decisions of Ling Wuyi.

Ye Chenluo's gaze has been following Fei Ran's movements, and upon hearing his self-introduction, Ye Chenluo suddenly realized.

He had heard Feng'er mention Feiran before, and Ye Chenluo knew that Feiran was not only the top guard of the Feiyue Hall, but also the person Ling Wuyi called to accompany her most often.

Ye Chenluo looked up and down carefully, Feiran was very beautiful, more beautiful than all the young ladies he had just met. Some are curious to know, who is better looking, compared with Fei Ran?

"Well, I heard Feng'er said about you." Ye Chenluo replied.

Different from the very feminine and soft singing voice, although Ye Chenluo's voice is not loud, it sounds as refreshing as a breeze.

Although both of them conform to the aesthetics of this world, they are not the same type of handsome man.

"Since I have heard of it, I think Mr. Ye has also heard of me. Before you came, you were the one who always stayed by the master's side, right?! Mr. Ye, the heart is not enough, the master is not yours alone I advise you not to be proud of being favored, and don't think too highly of yourself, lest one day the master despise you, and you will not get used to it."