Ding Xiang recounted the story in detail, and Yan Shi was filled with righteous indignation.

Although she knew her master was a scumbag, she didn't expect him to be so scumbag as to spend women's money. This is only because he's her master; she would have torn any other scumbag to shreds.

"So what do you like about him?"

"He's cynical, and he understands women very well. He won't make anyone angry if he wants to," Ding Xiang said, her face beaming with love.

Yan Shi's face darkened.

While it's certainly pleasing that she doesn't annoy people, it's not something to hold onto.

"If we catch Master, what price do you plan to make him pay?"

"I don't know, let's catch him first."

"Alright, I've finished my story and had my tea. I'm sorry to have bothered you today. See you again sometime."

After Ding Xiang left, Yan Shi returned to the dining table, but had no appetite at all.

"What's wrong?"

"It's a bit confusing. I don't understand the word 'emotion.' Sometimes I feel like everyone is clearly troubled but still deeply involved. Sometimes I feel like I'm too rational and can't empathize."

"Feelings arise from the heart. There are a thousand kinds of feelings in the heart. It is difficult enough to understand one's own feelings. How dare you presume to understand other people's feelings? That is truly arrogant."

Yan Shi was immediately convinced.

"I just feel that the identity of a matchmaker should be more insightful than others."

"What's the use of seeing through things? Ten horses can't bring back a stubborn person."

"really."

"Are you still going to eat?"

"I'm not eating anymore, I have no appetite, I want to eat pudding."

"Yifan, go get the little darling some pudding," Zhuang Zhao ordered Yifan as he cleared the dishes.

"And oranges too," Yan Shi added.

"We're out of oranges, I'll go downstairs to buy some," Yifan's voice came through.

"Then I won't eat it. Don't come downstairs."

The only response Yan Shi received was the sound of Yi Fan closing the door.

“Yifan has changed, he’s changed his mind. He wasn’t like this before,” Yan Shi complained to Zhuang Zhao.

"It's all your fault for spoiling me." Zhuang Zhao washed the strawberries and brought them over.

"When did you buy the strawberries? I didn't even know, otherwise I wouldn't have mentioned eating oranges."

"I told you, it's because you didn't put it into your brain." Zhuang Zhao picked the reddest one and shut Yan Shi up, not letting her argue.

When only the strawberries were left, Yifan came back excitedly.

"Here, tangerines." Yifan placed the bag of tangerines next to Yanshi and naturally took the remaining strawberries to eat.

"You bought it with your allowance?"

"nonsense."

"Speak properly," Zhuang Zhao said, staring at Yi Fan with an air of intense pressure.

"Yeah, I bought it with my allowance."

Is your secret stash of money enough to live on?

"enough."

"Keep quiet if you're not happy." Yan Shi happily peeled an orange, first giving Zhuang Zhao a segment, then half to Yi Fan, and the rest was all hers.

"Sour." Yifan's features scrunched up.

"Thankfully, the acidity is just right, otherwise it would be too sweet."

The two looked at Zhuang Zhao, waiting for his evaluation.

"It's not sour." Zhuang Zhao swallowed without expression.

It seems a bit sour.

"I'll give you the sweet ones first," Yan Shi said angrily, peeling off the second one.

The sliding door to the balcony suddenly opened, and the master came out carrying a plate containing only bones.

"Master, you didn't leave."

"The rope ladder didn't have a lock. Luckily, I took a look, otherwise you would be waiting to collect my corpse." The master handed the plate to Yifan and took an orange to peel and eat.

Yifan glanced at him and took the plate to wash.

"Then Master heard what Miss Ding Xiang said, right?"

"Hmm," Master replied casually.

"Has Master reflected on whether he went too far?"

She had only heard snippets of her senior's words before, and she thought it was just a casual affair, the kind of thing that adult men and women can't avoid. But if it involves a child, then it's not a relationship that can be simply described as a casual affair.

"People are always dissatisfied with their past selves, but the most useless emotion is regret."

"Regret itself is indeed useless; what is useful is the compensatory behavior driven by the emotion of regret."

The master fell silent.

“Everyone has different views, ideas, and degrees of hypocrisy. I don’t want to impose my own ideas on others, but that doesn’t change the fact that I think you are irresponsible.”

“I hope you can help Miss Ding Xiang resolve her inner conflict, instead of her constantly running away from it.”

"Of course, it's Master's business how to choose. If I were deceived by a scumbag and he caused me to lose my child, I would probably chop him into pieces and bury him with my child. But forget it, let's not bury him together, it would pollute my child's path to reincarnation."

Yan Shi became angrier and angrier as he spoke. He noticed Zhuang Zhao sitting next to him and glared at him fiercely before he felt a little better.

The master was embarrassed by Yan Shi's words, and he didn't know whether to eat the orange in his hand or not.

It wasn't that Yan Shi's words were particularly harsh; compared to what he had heard before, Yan Shi's words were already quite pleasant.

Over the years, this wasn't the first time he had considered confronting Ding Xiang head-on, but he had never been able to make up his mind to do so.

The issue of having children was also a hurdle for him; he simply couldn't face Ding Xiang.

Seeing his master looking troubled and deep in thought, Yan Shi invited Zhuang Zhao and Yi Fan to go downstairs for a walk, leaving his master alone.

She strongly suspected that Ding Xiang was lurking nearby, ready to strike her master with a large knife the moment he showed up.

Looking at the lively scene downstairs, Yan Shi suddenly thought of Marquis Quan, wondering what this lonely man was like now.

"Let's go visit Quan Hou and have him take a look at the black hole."

Since buying the house, I haven't been in much contact with Quan Hou. I remember we agreed to bring him meals often, but we've barely seen each other.

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