"At first, it was just a suspicion."

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded, "But later I heard that the winery we sold was bought by the Prince of Jin's heir, and all the previous employees were kept."

“Our old customers have started buying his wine again, and at the same price they paid before, without any haggling!”

Perhaps she was too angry, because by the end, Zhang Xiaoyu's voice was trembling.

The answer is obvious.

The Prince of Jin's heir simply used some tricks to ruin the Zhang family's winery. According to his plan, Zhang Xiaoyu, who would eventually be driven to desperation, would definitely come to him for help, and it would only be a matter of time before he took her as a concubine.

"Undoubtedly father and son!"

Jing Zhe chuckled to himself.

The Prince of Jin initially coveted the woman's beauty and intended to take advantage of her; now his son has surpassed him in virtue. Neither father nor son is a good person.

Of course, this is all on the premise that you don't encounter Jing Zhe.

Now that they've run into each other, Jing Zhe is determined to teach him a lesson!

"What did you say?"

“I’m telling you,” Jing Zhe chuckled, “praying to gods and Buddhas won’t work for this kind of thing. Besides, this Taoist temple is nothing but a money-grabbing, lewd place. There’s no Buddha to worship here. You’ve chosen the wrong place!”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu's face fell.

"However, I can help you sell all the wine in your house!"

"Really? How can I help?"

As long as they sell all the wine in their house, the Zhang family will be able to come back to life immediately!

"How to help is not something that can be explained in a few words. I need to go back and see your father first."

“Okay,” Zhang Xiaoyu replied, then suddenly asked, “Why are you helping me?”

"Of course it's fate that brought us together!"

As he spoke, Jing Zhe deliberately looked her up and down.

Zhang Xiaoyu was startled, staggered back two steps, leaned against the corner of the bed, and glared at him: "You're dreaming!"

"Could it be that you're having the same dream as me?"

"You...you...don't come any closer!"

Zhang Xiaoyu hugged her arms and huddled in the corner. She looked at Jing Zhe who was coming up to her and almost cried. Her face was covered in tears, and she looked very pitiful.

Jing Zhe decided to stop teasing her and laughed, "I was just joking with you. If I really had feelings for you, would I have waited until now?"

Zhang Xiaoyu calmed down and thought about it. As he said, he did not take advantage of her when she was unconscious.

He let out a long sigh and slumped onto the bed.

"Xiaoyu is timid, young master, please don't frighten me."

"You believe me this time?"

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded, "Xiaoyu can see that you are a good person, so you are naturally trustworthy."

"..."

Holy crap, how did they get friend-zoned like this?

"Young master, is what Xiaoyu said incorrect?"

Seeing Jing Zhe frown, Zhang Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"Yes, yes, but in my hometown, you can't just hand out 'good guy' cards randomly."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Xiaoyu stepped forward, poured him a cup of tea, and asked, "Where is your hometown, young master? By the way, I haven't asked your name yet!"

“Ah Kun”.

He took a sip of tea. "The Prince of Jin's family is of extraordinary background. Women would probably be scrambling to marry into the Prince's household. Why is Miss Zhang so unwilling?"

"The Prince of Jin's household already has a large number of wives and concubines, and his reputation in the streets is very bad. It is said that the concubines he brought into his family... are nothing more than playthings, and..."

Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at Jing Zhe and said quietly, "The Prince of Jin's heir is extremely ugly. I'm afraid if I look at him too much, I'll be scared at night..."

"puff!"

Jing Zhe spat out all the tea he hadn't even swallowed, spraying it all over Zhang Xiaoyu's face and chest.

"I'm so sorry, I'm really so sorry!"

Instinctively, Jing Zhe reached out to help her wipe it.

I looked up and our eyes met.

He slowly withdrew his hand. "Ms. Zhang, if I say I didn't do it on purpose, would you believe me?"

"..."

...

Inside the room, a man and a woman sat around a table, staring blankly at the flickering candlelight.

"Um, Miss Zhang..."

Jing Zhe stood up, ready to break the deadlock.

But before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaoyu interrupted him.

"Young Master Kun, you have saved my life today, and I am eternally grateful. If you can truly revive our family's winery, I would gladly offer myself to you..."

By the end, his head had drooped, and his voice was barely audible.

"Don't mind."

Jing Zhe waved his hands repeatedly, "This is just something I do on a whim, how could I let Miss Zhang repay me with her body?"

He still has many things to do in Jingzhou. Besides, he thinks this kind of method of asking someone to repay a favor with their body is too low, has no emotional basis, and should be despised!

Perhaps not expecting Jing Zhe to refuse so firmly, she paused for a moment, biting her lip, and asked, "Could it be... that Young Master A-Kun doesn't think Xiao-Yu is pretty?"

Jing Zhe shook his head and said honestly, "It's alright!"

"It's alright... I guess?"

Jing Zhe added, "It's really not bad!"

"..."

Zhang Xiaoyu turned pale and said nothing more.

Jing Zhe was also very curious. Why was she unhappy when he was praising her?

You have to understand, the beauties he had seen before were all stunningly beautiful like Su Mochen, Lu Li and Liu Jinghong. Zhang Xiaoyu was slightly less beautiful than them, so "not bad" was already a very high compliment for him!

Ugh, what a strange woman, she's such a headache!

So he got up to say goodbye: "Miss Zhang, please rest for the night, and we'll leave together early tomorrow morning."

Family matters should be prioritized, and one should not be entangled by romantic feelings. Zhang Xiaoyu quickly adjusted her mindset, got up to see him off, and couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Kun, this Taoist temple is swindling money and harming people. Should we just stand by and do nothing?"

This girl may not be very capable, but she has a lot of ideas.

"Don't worry, I'll go teach them a lesson right away. You just stay in the room and rest, and we'll leave tomorrow!"

"oh."

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded obediently and saw him to the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the simpleton stumbled in.

He got up, looked at Jing Zhe, and smiled憨厚ly: "Young Master..."

Jing Zhe was speechless. He never imagined that the seemingly simple-minded and harmless idiot could do something like clinging to the wall.

"Who sent you?"

"It's the chieftain."

"fart!"

Jing Zhe kicked him in the butt, quite displeased: "She's still at home, did she run over here? You're kidding me."

"The chieftain is indeed at home, but before I left, he gave me a serious warning, saying that there are too many girls in Jingzhou City, especially pretty ones, and they're very good at deceiving people! He told me to keep a close eye on things for the young chieftain! I think this girl is very pretty, so I'm worried..."

Upon hearing "pretty girl," Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up. She glanced at Jing Zhe, as if to say: Look at her, even though she looks a bit simple-minded, she knows I'm pretty!

Seemingly in a much better mood, Zhang Xiaoyu asked curiously, "Chieftain...Young Chieftain, why is there such a strange title?"

"..."

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