I'm a male god in Liyue

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"I saw it; your hands were making those subtle movements just now."

"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?"

"Then tell me what you're doing? Why are you raising your hand?"

"I just thought Miss Yun Jin sang well, so I wanted to applaud her."

"is it?"

"Of course, but I suddenly remembered that the other person hadn't finished singing yet, so it wouldn't be appropriate to clap now, so I put it down again."

"I believe it."

"believe or not."

"Before, he was an aloof and elegant immortal disciple; this time, is he a famous superstar in Liyue?"

"nonsense."

"Tsk, look, the way she looks at you has changed. It's like there's a light in her eyes now, and she keeps staring at you. And you still say you have nothing to do with her?"

"?"

"Shen He, you're in danger."

"!"

Shen He looked up at the curvaceous and slender Miss Yun Jin on the stage. She paused for a moment, then reached out and gently took Xia Zhi's arm.

It was as if they were asserting their sovereignty over Miss Yun Jin.

Then she saw that Miss Yun Jin was slightly startled again, but then returned to normal.

Sure enough, Shen He looked at Miss Yun Jin and felt that Xia Ci was right; there was something wrong with this big star.

But she remembered very clearly that Miss Yun Jin had never come to the store for juice or massage, so she shouldn't know the owner.

Or was it that the boss already knew Ms. Yun Jin before she started working at the store?

After all, the boss really enjoys listening to opera. According to Zhu Zi, the boss had taken her to Heyu Teahouse several times before.

But that doesn't make sense. If Ms. Yun Jin really is friends with the owner, it's impossible that she hasn't come to the store even once in the past two months, right?

it's wired……

Xia Zhi sensed his girlfriend's movements and his expression turned somewhat helpless.

It's all my cousin's fault!

When I give her a massage tonight, I'll make sure she knows what it means to be her cousin's boss!

Judging from Miss Yun Jin's behavior just now, she clearly recognized me.

After the performance, she might come knocking on my door again.

Is it a reunion?

Or will you still deny it?

No, I don't think I need to worry about it.

After all, Miss Yun Jin and I are completely innocent; at most, we can only be considered teacher and student. What is there to be afraid of?

Xia Zhi felt relieved after thinking about this.

Chapter 270 Chongyun's Dark History

The beautiful opera vocals faded away.

The performance of "The Goddess Splits the Temple" on the stage came to a perfect end.

The guests in the audience applauded and cheered.

Miss Yun Jin bowed slightly and politely thanked the audience below.

Then, she couldn't help but look at the figure sitting at the middle table in the first row, watching Xia Zhi as she walked back.

Xia Zhi pretended not to see it, picked up his teacup and calmly drank his tea.

After all, he was blind, and no matter how beautifully Miss Yun Jin flirted, he couldn't see it.

However, the goddess and goddess sitting next to him could see it clearly.

My cousin looked at the figure retreating from the stage and chuckled softly: "Cousin, someone is coming to see you."

Upon hearing this, Shen He simply tightened his grip on his arm.

Xia Zhi put down her teacup, gently patted Shen He's hand, and comforted her.

This is actually a good thing.

If it were Shen He who had just come down from the mountain, she wouldn't have cared about such a trivial matter at all.

This means that Shen He is changing, and her originally indifferent nature is being liberated.

Perhaps it was because her feelings for him were so strong that they overflowed, or perhaps it was because she ate too much good food and her strength increased too quickly, or perhaps it was because those few cups of [Rainbow Bliss Rice Wine] in the morning made her feel good all day. In any case, it can be seen that the Red Rope Binding Soul has had less of an effect on her emotions.

Besides the Great Tree King and Shen He, the girls sitting at the same table also noticed the bright look that Miss Yun Jin gave them when she left.

"If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Yun seemed to have glanced at us just now?"

"She was probably wondering why we were sitting in the best seats. The other guests had been secretly watching us and wondering who we were."

"Indeed, Miss Ningguang is too kind."

Now that the stage has been set up, it's natural that they won't only perform the play "The Goddess Splits the Temple".

Although Miss Yun Jin's initial purpose in completing the bounty was to promote her new play, she will naturally seize this rare opportunity to further enhance the reputation of Yun Han Society in the upper echelons of Liyue.

Following "The Goddess Splits the Temple," several more wonderful performances of Yunhan Opera, each a specialty of the troupe, followed.

After the last Liyue opera performance ended, the once quiet venue became noisy again.

This time, the atmosphere among the guests was much more lively.

As my cousin said, someone came over to Xia Zhi's table.

However, it wasn't Miss Yun Jin; she should still be backstage removing her makeup and changing clothes. Instead, it was Young Master Xing Qiu, who was following behind an older man who looked somewhat like him, with Chong Yun by his side.

"Mr. Xia."

The man's voice carried a touch of refinement and gentleness, making it easy for people to feel good about him.

"Nice to meet you, I am Xingqiu's older brother."

His self-introduction did not mention that he was the eldest son of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, but only said that he was Xingqiu's older brother.

This person is quite interesting; he only talks about friendship and not business.

Xia Zhi stood up and replied with a smile, "Hello, I've heard about his elder brother from Young Master Xingqiu before. He is indeed extraordinary."

"What elegance? I am nothing but a vulgar man who loves money, and I am no match for Mr. Xia."

The man smiled.

"Ever since I tasted Mr. Xia's mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I have never forgotten his culinary skills. I even specially asked several pastry masters to make them, but they could not make the same taste."

Judging from their mutual flattery skills alone, his brother's interpersonal skills are clearly a level above Xingqiu's.

While Xia Zhi was talking to him, Chong Yun was also greeting Shen He: "Auntie."

Shen He nodded slightly: "Mm."

Then, Shen He picked up a bag of spicy strips from the table and handed it to Chong Yun: "Take this and eat it."

Although he was aloof, his mannerisms showed the care and concern of an elder for a younger generation.

Chongyun obediently accepted the package, looked at the oil paper in his hand, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Shen He said softly, "Snacks made by the boss."

Chongyun unwrapped the oil paper and saw a bright red color inside, with a strong, spicy aroma wafting out.

Upon smelling the odor, his face immediately turned red, and he quickly removed the oiled paper from his hand: "Ouch~ It's so spicy~"

Shen He said softly, "It's not spicy, it's delicious."

It smelled delicious. It wasn't so hard to refuse a master chef's cooking skills. Chongyun swallowed and still reluctantly handed the oil paper package to his friend beside him: "Xingqiu, you eat it."

Xingqiu smiled and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I can't handle spicy food, especially the Jueyun chili pepper..."

"Try it."

"No, this is a banquet at Qunyu Pavilion."

Looking at the group of glamorous guests in front of him, Chongyun quickly shook his head.

He remembered that his family had held a celebratory banquet at Wanmintang last time. Although he had deliberately waited until the food was cold before eating, he did not expect that the glutinous rice balls at Wanmintang were filled with Jueyun pepper.

After taking one bite, as for what happened... Chongyun himself couldn't remember.

But Xiangling, the chef at Wanmintang, who was a victim at the time, still remembers many classic scenes: even when he was penniless, he would jump onto the long table and shout that he would pay for all the customers; he would chat with each table of customers, putting his arm around their shoulders and introducing how powerful his magic was, and he would not forget to eat a bite of the food on other people's tables before leaving; for some reason, he mentioned that there was a demon in Wanmintang, which could not be found anywhere, but a talisman was put on Xiangling's forehead, and he raised a long sword and chased her around.

Afterwards, in order to make up for it, he scrimped and saved for a whole month to settle the bill of Wanmintang, and he even had to give Xiangling a peach charm that he had personally carved to ward off evil.