Qin Yucheng paused, his delicate eyebrows slightly furrowing.

The three Su brothers followed the sound and saw a fiery red figure standing dozens of steps away.

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She wore a fiery red floor-length dress that accentuated her slender figure. Her chest was embroidered with interwoven flowers in gold and silver thread, and on the flowers was a lifelike blue phoenix.

Her small face, no bigger than the palm of a hand, had bright eyes, white teeth, and rosy cheeks.

Her jet-black hair, as black as clouds, was tied into a flowing cloud bun with an exquisite gold hairpin, and several clear jade pieces were also attached to the bun. With each light step she took, the jade pieces tinkled.

She was the epitome of a wealthy family's daughter.

Her pale, slender hands held a silk handkerchief, lightly covering the tip of her nose.

The barely concealed disgust on their faces gave the three Su brothers the unsettling feeling that they were some kind of filthy creature.

Su Hua's lips curled slightly. It really is true that enemies are destined to meet.

I thought it was the last time we'd see each other, but it's only been a few days and we've run into each other again.

Wei Jianjia looked at Su Hua beside Qin Yucheng, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes, "It's you? Why are you here?"

The girls from Kyoto rarely show themselves in public, especially without wearing a hat.

However, Qin Yucheng's behavior after hearing about the so-called "Miss Su" was extremely abnormal.

She waited in the carriage for a long time, but he didn't return, so she decided to go out and see.

Unexpectedly, he was looking at this rude country girl again.

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but Su Hua in front of me seems to have lost even more weight than she did two days ago. Her face is clean and fair with a rosy glow, and you can hardly see any pores when you get close.

But the handsome and skilled boy from before is not here today.

After scanning the area once, Wei Jianjia's gaze landed lightly on the stall in front of her, her eyes filled with disdain.

As expected, she's a nobody. Being good-looking is useless; all she does is engage in these public displays of talent!

"Cousin, do you know Miss Su?" Qin Yucheng asked with some surprise, his hand still clutching the skewers.

"I wouldn't say we know each other, we just met once a few days ago." Wei Jianjia looked away, smiled gently at Qin Yucheng, her voice as sweet as if it could be squeezed out of water, "Didn't we agree that we're about the same age, so you can just call me Jianjia?"

After saying that, she covered her nose and pointed to the spicy hot pot skewers in his hand, and advised him patiently: "These stalls are full of all sorts of random things, and who knows how dirty they are behind the scenes. Yu Cheng, you can't just eat these things!"

Otherwise, if your aunt and uncle find out, you're bound to get a scolding when you get back!

"Ha!" Before Qin Yucheng could react, Su Hua sneered, "You say something's dirty just by talking, but what's truly dirty behind the scenes isn't the stuff on our stall, but rather Miss Wei's heart, isn't it?"

Spicy hot pot skewers are the business that made the Su family rich.

This was also one of her methods for earning jade by cultivating her space.

They started by throwing mud at us.

She, Su Hua, would never agree to that.

The three Su brothers standing next to him all stood up.

They stood like small mountains beside Su Hua, their three pairs of eyes and six pupils all staring at Wei Jianjia.

Not far away, vendors selling mutton soup, wontons, sesame cakes, and noodles all glared at Wei Jianjia with hostile eyes.

Their business is so much better today, all because of a single sentence from Su Hua.

Now, this little girl starts causing trouble the moment she opens her mouth.

They implied that the food at their stall was dirty, which was unacceptable.

"You...you're being a bit too harsh with your words!" Wei Jianjia felt a little uneasy under the gazes of the crowd.

The words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly lingered on his tongue, "There are always people coming and going at this stall, and it's inevitable that dust and fallen leaves will get into the food. Yu Cheng is weak, and if he gets into trouble after eating these things, who can take responsibility?"

Qin Yucheng swallowed a mouthful of oil and quickly retorted, "I've always been in very good health. Since my cousin doesn't like Miss Su's spicy hot pot, I won't bother sharing it with you. If my cousin has nothing to do, she should go home."

I was originally thinking of sharing some with her, but now it's fine.

He only had a dozen or so strings of rice in his hand, and he couldn't bear to part with them.

Upon hearing him utter the words "cousin," Wei Jianjia's powdered cheeks subtly darkened.

She was only two years and two hundred and twelve days older than him, but he had called her "cousin" since they were little.

No matter how I try to turn it, I can't get it to turn around.

Moreover, even though it was just some simple, unpalatable snacks, the master and servant were incredibly protective of their food, as if they were eating some rare delicacy.

Standing in front of these stalls, smelling the fumes of cooking oil, made her feel nauseous.

But she didn't want to leave so easily.

Qin Yucheng appears carefree, but is actually extremely cold at heart.

Few people can truly understand him.

However, his attitude towards the Su siblings, especially Su Hua, was unusually warm, and the intimacy between them was even more unfathomable.

She couldn't help but bite her lip lightly, a slight smile playing on her lips. "I wonder, how did Miss Su and Yu Cheng meet?"