Qian Yi fell dizzy and his head turned white.

Dugu Ye lives in a high place and looks down and smiles. It’s particularly hateful. "Come again?"
Obviously, it’s easy to look down on your opponent’s playful tone
Qian Yi’s eyes were swollen and hurt badly, but what hurt more was that his self-esteem was broken.
"You … you …"
No matter how stupid he is, he knows that something is wrong. This smiling noble man across the street is not an ordinary person. His skill is unfathomable and he never shows any harm.
He dare not fight again until he knows whether he can win or not, but if he doesn’t fight, he seems to be afraid of his opponent.
The atmosphere is very embarrassing, but Jiang Ruyi is very happy to keep smiling and staring at Du Guye like looking at some rare baby.
Just then, Jiang Yuan came out and personally helped people up. He smiled gently. "It’s just a misunderstanding. Let’s not take it to heart. Let me buy you two a drink to make peace."
Qian Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt ashamed of his face. "I am giving you a face."
At this point, he still refused to show weakness and insisted on finding a step.
"Thank you" Jiang Yuanxiao is kind and sincere, and his manners are excellent.
Qian Yi’s face was flushed and embarrassed, but he dared not look at him, but he was very grateful to him.
He’s a good friend.
Duguye picked his eyebrows with a strange Jiang Yuan performance once again surprised him.
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Seeing him looking at himself, Jiang Yuanxin jumped, but his face didn’t change color.
Du Guye picked up his things and left, but instead of going to a restaurant, he went to sell animal skins and picked a dozen pieces of good fur.
He bought it when he saw it, and it was very popular with the store. Wherever he went, the store was greeted with a smile.
Looking at his deep pockets, Qian Yi frowned and pulled Jiang Yuan aside and quietly asked, "Who is he? Don’t like your relatives. "
The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The little one was too flamboyant, and his manners were free and easy. He was neither rude nor polite, but he smelled of dignity.
This is no ordinary person.
It was only when he realized this that he didn’t call someone to find a scene at the first time.
Some people can offend some people … can’t afford to offend.
Although he is handsome, he is not stupid.
The two families are very good, but some words can’t be said directly. Du Guye came here to hide his identity, and he was taken care of. The Chiang family knew his true identity.
Jiang Yuan wanted to think a little bit, "My father attaches great importance to friends from Beijing."
I see. Qian Yi suddenly realized that there are too many dignitaries in Beijing, and one can crush local officials.
Duguye bought a bunch of things and finally got tired. He found a restaurant at random and asked for a box on the second floor to rest.
In front of the Chiang brothers and sisters, he is dominant, and he has the final say where he goes and what he wants to do. The brothers and sisters are companions.
He sits down and orders a bunch of dishes, regardless of what others think. He is too overbearing and too specialized.
But the Chiang brothers and sisters are happy to follow. It’s good.
Du Guye immediately drew his hand when he remembered something. "Somebody please the best tailor in the city."
Jiang Ruyi asked with a smile, "Brother Ye, why are you looking for a tailor? Is it making clothes? Didn’t you bring more clothes? The style here is not as good as Beijing, maybe you won’t like it. "
She talks a lot like a happy bird.