“Alright, young lord, go ahead and beat him up. I’ll be your witness, I won’t let him dodge a thing.”

Guo Hao looked at his own hands, then at Li Dou's rock-like body, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Alright, young lady, just tell me your name, and we'll call it quits."

Jiang Qingwan didn't hesitate and gave her name directly.

Guo Hao repeated it twice, then flicked his folding fan in mid-air, displaying his elegant demeanor.

"I like you, and we will meet again soon."

As he spoke, he snatched the silver note from Jiang Qingwan's hand, and then, in a frivolous manner, held it to his nose and smelled it, looking completely intoxicated.

"Come on, I'm in a good mood today. I'll have the boatman bring over a few jars of his thirteen-year-old Daughter's Red wine. Tonight, we'll drink until we drop."

The group then strode away.

Jiang Qingwan watched their retreating figures thoughtfully.

Her long eyelashes drooped, exuding an indescribable gentle charm.

Su Liuer looked at her beautiful profile and her tone became a little indifferent.

"The matter is settled, Madam Jiang should head back as soon as possible."

Jiang Qingwan suddenly turned her head and asked, "Shopkeeper Su, do you know which pleasure boat the young marquis went on?"

Su Liuer was stunned.

"What do you mean? They've already let you go, and you're still going to chase after them? Is Madam Jiang trying to play hard to get?"

Jiang Qingwan didn't answer but asked a question instead.

"Does your Huai Lou restaurant have thirteen-year-old Daughter's Red wine?"

Su Liuer disliked her more and more.

"No."

"That young marquis's pleasure boat..."

"Go ask around the moat and you'll see, he's hopeless."

She turned and left, truly baffled as to why her employer had sent her to bail him out.

Could it be that he has also taken a fancy to this Lady Jiang?

She's just pretty and has a charming figure, but what's so appealing about that?

Frustrated, she went up to the third floor and bowed respectfully outside the largest private room.

"My lord, the young marquis has left."

A deep, somewhat casual voice soon came from inside.

"And her?"

Su Liuer couldn't hold back any longer and let out a soft snort, "The young marquis doesn't make things difficult for her, but she insists on chasing after him to the pleasure boat and even asking her subordinates for directions. It's really..."

"Go down!"

She was interrupted coldly before she could finish speaking.

Inside the room, Mo Yunhan, who was looking at the account books, had a somber expression.

Ye Qi, who was standing by, was speechless.

He had just witnessed Lian'er's accident and rushed over to report it, deliberately exaggerating the situation in an attempt to ease the tension between the prince and Jiang Qingwan.

The prince's legs had been hurting terribly for the past two nights, but because of the misunderstanding from that day, he absolutely refused to let the prince call someone to treat him.

He finally got this opportunity, but what exactly is Jiang Niangzi up to?

Could it be that she has taken a fancy to the young marquis because he is handsome?

Lost in thought, he suddenly heard Mo Yunhan ask casually, "Is the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan very handsome?"