If you do this, I will misunderstand that you like me

Su Qingli led Lin Zui to a stall, "Mr. Lin, would you like some noodles?"

"Miss Su is treating me to a meal?" Lin Zui was very surprised.

"I hope Master Lin doesn't mind." Su Qingli picked up a handkerchief and wiped the chair. "Master Lin, please sit down."

In fact, she did this just because she wanted Lin Zui to show leniency to her brother for her sake.

Lin Zui sat down hurriedly and pointed to the seat opposite him, "How could that be? Miss Su, please take a seat."

Although he has never eaten at a roadside stall, it would be nice to try it once in a while since a beautiful woman is treating him.

Su Qingli then said to the noodle shop owner, "Boss, please give me two bowls of beef noodles."

On the other side, the master and servant were secretly observing not far away.

Qian Jue opened his mouth so wide that a duck egg could fit in it, his jaw almost dropping to the ground. "Miss Su, could it be that she really likes Master Lin? I don't think Miss Su has ever been so kind to adults, treating them to meals and helping them clean the chairs."

Fu Xuechen felt as if a whole jar of vinegar had been poured into his chest, and the sourness burned all the way up to his throat.

Qian Jue's eyes nearly popped out as he watched Su Qingli help Lin Zui get the chopsticks again. "I didn't expect Miss Su to be so caring. She gave all her special favor to Master Lin."

Fu Xue stared at Su Qingli's movements intently, and her back teeth were sore from biting them.

If only he were a normal man.

Why is Lin Zui's garden full of beautiful girls?

He felt like there was a fire in his chest that was about to explode, but the tactless Qian Jue was still adding fuel to the fire.

Fu Xuechen suddenly picked up a silver ingot and smashed it into his chattering mouth.

"I see you want to eat noodles too. Go buy ten bowls of noodles. If there's a drop of soup left, I'll punish you with fifty lashes."

Qian Jue felt that his front teeth had been knocked loose by Fu Xuechen, and his knees went weak when he heard that he had to eat ten bowls of noodles.

But before he could plead, Fu Xuechen had already turned and left.

Su Qingli took a mouthful of noodles and stirred the soup slowly. "I wonder if this noodles suits Master Lin's taste?"

"It's naturally to my liking to have a beautiful woman as my companion." Lin Zui said with a smile.

Su Qingli was speechless for a moment, "Mr. Lin, let's eat noodles."

I don't know how he could say such greasy words.

Lin Zui suddenly doubted his own charm. If it were any other woman, she would have been attracted by his words. Why didn't she react?

After finishing the noodles, Su Qingli wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Mr. Lin said he had something to tell me. I wonder what it is?"

"Oh, I just wanted to ask Miss Su if she has any plans to remarry?" Lin Zui said with a smile, "I, Lin, have discovered that Miss Su and I are quite compatible. I have one wife and two concubines, and Miss Su has been married three times. We both stand to gain."

Su Qingli: "..."

"Master Lin, you're joking. I'm afraid my family background isn't good enough for you." Su Qingli politely declined, then said seriously, "Besides, my three husbands all died tragically. Their body parts alone could form a small hill. I picked up their hearts, the skin on the back of their necks, and even their fingers and buried them."

Lin Zui had just swallowed the last mouthful of noodles when he nearly choked on the soup. "Miss Su, stop, stop, let me slow down."

"Oh, I forgot Master Lin was eating. I'm so sorry." Su Qingli pretended to be casual. "I'll tell you the details after Master Lin finishes eating."

Lin Zui's face looked ugly, as if he had swallowed a toad. "No need, Miss Su, there's no need to be so enthusiastic."

He stood up, his appetite gone. "Lin has other things to do, so I'll take my leave now."

Lin Zui brought his men back to the inn and lay on the bed. Thinking of what Su Qingli said, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He suddenly stood up, opened the door, and ordered his men, "Go investigate and see if what Su Qingli said is true."

The subordinate muttered, "Didn't the young master say that he was blessed with good fortune and a long life..."

"You bastard, do you believe I'll chop you into pieces first?" Lin Zui was so angry that he kicked his subordinate.

…

Su Qingli's slender fingertips gently plucked and plucked the strings, and the seven clear notes were pleasant and moving.

Even though the man opposite her was staring at her intently, she never raised her eyes.

After the song ended, she stood up and said distantly yet respectfully, "Master Tan, this is the end of my piano performance today."

After saying that, she packed up her things and was about to leave.

Seeing that she was really leaving and had no intention of staying, Fu Xuechen finally lost his patience and stood up.

He took out the purse and handed it to her, "This is your reward."

Su Qingli lowered her head, never looking at him, "No need, Mr. Tan has helped me so much, I am repaying his kindness by playing the zither for him."

Fu Xuechen held the purse in his hand, hesitated, and said awkwardly: "That Lin Zui is not a good person..."

He even secretly hired someone to investigate Lin Zuile?

What exactly does it mean to pay so much attention to her and the people around her?

Su Qingli's drooping eyelashes cast a shadow, and her tone was somewhat cold and hard, "What kind of behavior is this, Mr. Tan?"

"What?" Fu Xuechen was stunned.

"I just didn't expect that a man as bright and handsome as Mr. Tan would speak ill of others, and his tone sounded quite like... a jealous concubine." Su Qingli finally raised her eyelids to look at him, her eyes full of scrutiny.

A jealous concubine?

Fu Xuechen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he was unable to defend himself for a moment.

He cleared his throat and spoke after a long pause, "I just don't want you to be deceived... The number of women he keeps is almost as many as the top courtesans in a brothel. He's definitely not a good man."

"I will decide whether it is good or bad, so I don't need to worry about it, Mr. Tan." Su Qingli said in a porcelain voice: "I'll take my leave first, Mr. Tan."

Seeing that she didn't seem to listen to his words at all, Fu Xuechen reached out and pulled her, "Qingli..."

Before he could say anything, Su Qingli suddenly interrupted him, "Mr. Tan, if you do this, I will misunderstand that you like me. It's better not to do such misleading things anymore."

Her eyes fell on the hand he was holding tightly to hers, and there was a clear warning in her eyes.

All the words were blocked in his mouth. Fu Xuechen could only let her go and watch her leave.

The warmth of her sleeve still lingered on his fingertips, but his throat felt like it was stuffed with a ball of blood-soaked cotton.

He knew that if he wanted to remain friends with her, he couldn't interfere with her anymore.

But why do I feel like my heart is bleeding?

Su Qingli left angrily. On the way home, her heart was in turmoil because of Tan Xi's words, and she couldn't stop thinking about it.

Sometimes it’s sad, sometimes it’s sweet.

If this goes on, how can she forget her feelings for him?

Forget it, after she repays Tan Xi's kindness, she will reduce her contact with him.

Halfway through her walk, Liu Meishuang, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, suddenly stopped her. Picking at her nails, she smiled and said, "Going to play the zither for Tan Xi again? I guess you don't know yet, but Tan Xi is Fu Xuechen, right?"