chapter 9 Hong Tian's life

Six o'clock in the morning.

Azariah Irving, who was used to getting up early, sat up and stretched out comfortably: "This bed is much better than the one at home. I sleep so soundly."

After muttering something, he put on his clothes and went over to open the curtains. It dawned relatively early in the imperial capital this season, and the sun was already rising in the sky. He took a breath of fresh morning air and left the room, preparing to go to the bathroom to wash up.

But when he reached the door of the bathroom, Azariah Irving stopped and stood at the door with stiff eyes.

Freya Dennis, who got up before him in the bathroom, was sitting on the toilet. She was wearing the same pajamas he saw when he came in last night. She was leaning forward and enjoying the beautiful view. There was still a pattering sound in his ears. Although he couldn't see it, a picture formed in Azariah Irving mind involuntarily, making his throat feel dry.

Freya Dennis raised her head with feeling, her eyes met, and the air froze in an instant. It took her two seconds to react, her face flushed with anger.

But before she could say anything, Azariah Irving came back to his senses and said, "They say that people in the city are of high quality. How come you don't have any quality at all? You went to the toilet without closing the door. Who did you come to? I didn't know there was someone else at home." A simple child?"

As he spoke, Azariah Irving turned around and walked away, ready to take a drink of water. The scene was too exciting and he needed to calm down.

Freya Dennis, who was sued first by the villain, was dumbfounded. Except for a female colleague who would occasionally come to stay with her, she was basically alone. Now it's summer vacation, and that colleague has gone back to his hometown. Secondly, we are all women. Even if the colleague doesn't go home, she doesn't have the habit of closing the door.

Now that Azariah Irving saw him, he said that he had no quality even before he got mad. Freya Dennis wanted to rush out and fight. But thinking that Azariah Irving didn't do it on purpose, it was indeed because he didn't close the door that he caused the embarrassment. If he went to argue with Azariah Irving, it would make no sense at all, and he might even be attacked and slandered by that bastard Azariah Irving.

Clenching her pink fist tightly, Freya Dennis yelled unwillingly and slammed the door back.

More than ten minutes later, after washing up, Freya Dennis , who put on a bathrobe for fear of being seen by Azariah Irving , walked out of the bathroom. When she saw Azariah Irving standing in front of a wall, she said coldly: "You can't leave the room before six-thirty from now on. Besides, just now Forget everything you see, otherwise I will never be done with you."

After leaving a few words, Freya Dennis went back to her room. Azariah Irving turned around and patted his heart and said, "Thankfully I was alert, otherwise this woman would have fought me tooth and nail."

After a pause, he looked at the wall again. There were some awards and certificates hanging on it, all of which belonged to Freya Dennis: "I thought that woman was working with her father in the Chinese Medicine Hall, but I didn't expect that she was a tutor in the Chinese Medicine major of Imperial University, and she was also affiliated with Imperial University. The hospital’s special physician. Fortunately, I didn’t sign up to major in Chinese medicine, otherwise she would definitely target me.”

After muttering something, Azariah Irving walked into the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, he saw Freya Dennis sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, with a dark face as if someone owed her a hundred and eighty thousand.

In addition, today she changed into an outfit that Azariah Irving had never seen before, a pair of denim trousers and a black short T-shirt, which perfectly outlined her 1.72 meter figure, and her flat belly was looming when she was sitting. The outfit was slimmer and more attractive than the one Azariah Irving saw at the beginning.

In addition, her hair was tied up, leaving her face uncovered. Today, she looks young and energetic, losing some of the seriousness and seriousness of the past.

Still brooding over what happened just now, Azariah Irving was still staring without blinking. Freya Dennis glanced over coldly: "What are you looking at?"

Azariah Irving looked back and grinned: "You look beautiful today."

"..."

Freya Dennis never expected Azariah Irving to say anything good, but he praised her. Inexplicably, Freya Dennis's dissatisfaction and anger towards Azariah Irving dissipated a little, and her dark face softened a little.

But the tone is still bad: "Stop flattering me."

As he spoke, he picked up something wrapped in yellow paper and threw it to Azariah Irving: "Your mother gave this to me and asked me to give it to you when I get to the imperial capital."

Azariah Irving frowned as he caught it: "Just take it as my mother gives it to you. Is there something wrong with you?"

This is a book written by my grandfather Yang Hongtian before his birth, called "The Life of Hong Tian". It records some of the people he has treated throughout his life, some of whom were either rich or noble. Before coming to the imperial capital, Skuld wanted to give it to Azariah Irving, saying that he would need it later, but Azariah Irving refused. Unexpectedly, Freya Dennis brought it to him later, which made Azariah Irving very uncomfortable.

The dissatisfaction with Azariah Irving in his heart has not completely dissipated, and now he is saying that there is something wrong with him. Freya Dennis stood up and shouted: "Azariah Irving, your mother asked me to take it. Don't curse."

"You can keep what you took, I don't want it."

Things were thrown back and hit on her body. Freya Dennis had never been hit by someone throwing things like this before. Just as he was about to get angry, the yellow paper wrapping the book opened, and the four characters "The Life of Hong Tian" were clearly visible on the cover.

Freya Dennis blinked her eyes and looked happy. She knelt down, picked it up and opened it, thinking it was Sawyer Irving's medical skills record. But after looking at it, Freya Dennis was shocked. This was not a record of Sawyer Irving's medical skills, but a treasure that was as good as the Yang Jiayuan Sect's medical skills.

It records the powerful and wealthy people that Sawyer Irving has treated in his life. Freya Dennis knows that many of them are either very rich or big bosses, and some of them are people who influence the world today. It can be said that as long as Azariah Irving follows the people recorded in it, he can easily become a member of the top circle and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

But Azariah Irving doesn't want it now. Freya Dennis is a little surprised: "Azariah Irving, your grandfather should have left this to you intentionally to save you from taking some detours. Why don't you want it?"

Azariah Irving, who was already sitting on the sofa, said something stupid: "The background left by our ancestors is the background, and the country is what we build."

After being stunned, Freya Dennis ignored Azariah Irving's words, walked over and put "The Life of Hong Tian" on his lap: "Times have changed, so let's keep it. From now on..."

Before Freya Dennis could finish speaking, Azariah Irving took "The Life of Hong Tian" and tore it up. Before she could react, he walked into the bathroom, lit it with a lighter, and threw the pages page by page into the toilet.

After reacting, Freya Dennis ran over: "Are you crazy?"

I don’t know how many people in today’s world want connections and background, but there’s nothing they can do about it. Now Sawyer Irving left Azariah Irving with a rare connection and background, but he actually destroyed it with his own hands. Freya Dennis found it incredible, and even felt that Azariah Irving did not know the importance of it.

Azariah Irving ignored Freya Dennis until he burned the last page and pressed flush. Then he turned back to Freya Dennis and said, "Big breasts and no brains."

The records in "The Life of Hong Tian" were told to him by Sawyer Irving as a story when he was a child. They had already been engraved in his mind. Even if they were burned, it would be nothing. Freya Dennis could not even think of this.

Freya Dennis resisted the urge to curse and asked, "Why?"

Seeing her unwillingness to give up until she understood it, Yang Fei asked a question: "Do you know what it means to hold a grudge but not a favor?"

After saying that , Azariah Irving walked past her, and Freya Dennis thought about it carefully and slowly understood. Those favors were owed to Sawyer Irving by others, not Azariah Irving. If he tried to ask others to repay the favor, he might instead attract hatred to himself.

Just like the legendary figure Du Yuesheng, he burned all the valuable IOUs before he died, in order to prevent future generations from being stupid and going to high-ranking people to collect debts and lose their lives.

After understanding this, Freya Dennis's eyes changed when she looked at Azariah Irving. This bastard seemed rogue and annoying, but his actions were surprising. After all, few people are willing to destroy a treasure with their own hands, even if the treasure may not be edible.

"Hey, take me to have breakfast quickly. As a woman, can't you even take care of a man?"

But after hearing what Azariah Irving said, Freya Dennis felt that she was overthinking it. He was still the annoying bastard who ruined "The Life of Hong Tian" by messing around and was just an impulsive fool.

……

"You want to buy me clothes? Do you think I am a freeloader?"

"Although I am very handsome and can rely on my appearance to make a living, I still hope that I can rely on my talent."

"There is a generation gap between you and me. Don't think that I will like you just because of a small favor. I am a man with good taste, and I will not be so superficial that I like women who are greedy for my appearance."

It's around nine o'clock, outside a shopping mall. Azariah Irving, who had just eaten a special breakfast in the imperial capital, stood at the door. When he learned that Freya Dennis wanted to take him to buy clothes, he objected decisively and said a lot of words, which made the people passing by cast strange looks. , which made Freya Dennis blush with embarrassment.

What mistakes did I make in my previous life, and why did I meet such a shameless bitch?

But in public, her own upbringing prevented Freya Dennis from getting angry. I could only suppress the urge to slap Azariah Irving to death, gritted my teeth and said word by word: "This is what my father meant. I bought you some clothes. That's not what you want."

After a pause, his voice became lower: "Besides, you live in my house and eat in my house, how can you find the courage to say that you are not just a freeloader?"

Azariah Irving coughed lightly and replied seriously: "First, you tried everything possible to abduct me to the capital, and I deserve to be provided with food and accommodation. Second, except for food, accommodation and transportation, I will not ask for anything from you, and Your food and accommodation are only temporary.”

Azariah Irving left the words behind and walked away, still in the same casual manner.

As for not asking Freya Dennis to buy clothes for himself, it is very simple. His mother Skuld taught him since he was a child that he should be moderate when taking other people's things. Otherwise, people will become lazy and unwilling to make progress and not want to create themselves. So Freya Dennis's room and board was fine, because it was Freya Dennis who brought him to the imperial capital, but Azariah Irving didn't want anything else. He didn't want to owe any favors.

Freya Dennis , who didn't know Azariah Irving was so stubborn, chased after him: "Then you should get a haircut, right? Otherwise, what will it look like for you to go to Imperial University when the semester starts?"

Azariah Irving shook his hair, covering his eyes with a little mess, thinking about this trip to the imperial capital without bringing a penny. Yang Fein said with a smile: "It seems that you have really spared no effort to appreciate my beauty. Let's cut it off, so that you can covet it but can't get it."

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