Chapter 583 Fruit Spirit 3

But after stepping into this matchmaking event today, she regretted it—after the eighteenth noble lady "accidentally" passed by, greeted Ning Yan, introduced herself, and tried to poach her.

"Ah Yan, shall we go?"

Ning Yan asked anxiously, "Why are you leaving? Are you feeling unwell?"

"……No."

Ning Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. I just saw some friends, I'll go say hello, and you can chat with your girlfriends too."

Following her gaze, Gou Min'er saw some young men standing there and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll go find my friend now."

Ning Yan watched her leave, then walked over to the group of young men.

Guo Ling could always recognize the man in the orange shirt at a glance when Ning Yan came over.

Ning Yan cupped her hands in greeting, "My name is Ning Yan, may I ask your honorable surname, brother?"

The other party returned the greeting, but Ning Yan performed a scholar's bow, while the other party clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "My name is Mo Qingzhi."

Mo Qingzhi stepped outside the crowd and chatted with Ning Yan. Mo Qingzhi's true form was a wild orange tree. After transforming into human form and awakening his great strength talent, he became a servant of the young master of the Bai family. This time, he came with his young master.

Guo Ling is indeed simple-minded; she speaks frankly and without any reservations.

After exchanging words with the other party, Ning Yan learned that there were only a few dozen Fruit Spirits in the entire Scarlet Jue City, which was still very rare.

Although fruit spirits, especially female fruit spirits, have extraordinary fertility, their children do not inherit the fruit spirits' talents and are completely human. Therefore, only the first generation of fruit spirits can be considered fruit spirits, and their descendants are not.

After chatting for a while, they heard someone call out "Young Master Bai" from not far away. Ning Yan looked up and saw a handsome man with a tall and slender figure. He truly deserved to be called a dashing young gentleman. No wonder Gou Min'er was attracted to him.

She looked around and sure enough, not far away, Gou Min'er was staring at Bai Yunyi with a fascinated look.

Speaking of this, Ning Yan was quite curious. The Bai and Gou families were well-matched, and the two were both legitimate sons and daughters of their respective families, with equal status. However, Gou Min'er went to great lengths to marry the original owner in order to verify the ancestor's words, thus missing out on the Bai Yunyi she loved. Was it really worth it to do this for the sake of so-called life extension, which was of unknown authenticity?

At this moment, the young city lord accompanied a man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, who was eight feet tall and exuded a cold and hard aura, to the garden.

A man who recognized the other man stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Young Master Chong."

Chong Lingfeng nodded as a greeting, and then the group of men began to talk about the war in Nanling City.

Ning Yan noticed that the man rarely spoke, but when he heard a young master's unique argument, he would listen attentively, and his eyes would change slightly.

Perhaps the other party's perception was too strong, because Chong Lingfeng suddenly raised his head and looked in Ning Yan's direction.

Ning Yan smiled back, and Chong Lingfeng wondered why a grown man was smiling so lewdly.

It's truly unbearable to look at.

He turned his head away without changing his expression, no longer looking at the person who had stirred his heart.

Gou Min'er was very clever. Apart from being distracted for a moment when Bai Yunyi first arrived, she was perfectly normal afterward, and continued to enjoy tea and flowers with the other young ladies.

Another young lady deliberately passed by Ning Yan and asked, "Excuse me, sir, could you do my sister and me a favor?"

Ning Yan raised an eyebrow: "Please speak, Miss. However, I am not very knowledgeable, and I hope you two will forgive me if I am not up to the task."

Mo Qingzhi, listening from the side, felt his teeth ache. This brother he had just met had only recently become a Fruit Spirit, so why did he speak in such a literary manner?

Miss Su smiled and said, "I am Su Wan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. My sister and I are painting over there, but no matter how we paint, we can't capture the elegance of peonies. Can you help us take a look?"

Ning Yan: "..."

I've seen people hit on others before, but I've never seen anyone hit on others like this. The original owner was just a fruit spirit, and hadn't even been an adult for six months. How could she possibly know how to draw?

She knows how, but can she actually do it?

Absolutely not!

"Miss, you are joking. I have never studied painting and I am afraid I cannot help you. However, I can appreciate it. I just don't know if you two ladies mind."

Miss Su hadn't expected Ning Yan to be so honest, directly saying that she had never studied painting. But since they had come over to chat, they naturally didn't mind.

So Ning Yan dragged her newly acquainted big, goofy best friend along to see the peony painting by Miss Su.

On a desk not far from the pavilion, there were drawing paper and paints. Ning Yan went over to take a look and was surprised to find that Miss Su's painting skills were so good. "Miss Su, the peonies in this painting are painted so lifelike. Although I don't know how to paint, I know that this is a good painting. I wonder if you two would be willing to part with this painting and give it to me. I would like to keep this peony painting as my first collection."

The Su family is one of the four great families of Feijue City, along with the Gou and Bai families. Miss Su's paintings should sell for at least one or two hundred taels of silver, right?

Su Wan covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her eyes full of smiles, "If you don't mind, young master, then of course it's fine."

Ning Yan immediately and carefully put away the painting in front of her, as if she were treasuring it.

The painting remained in Ning Yan's hands until she returned home.

This greatly displeased Gou Min'er. This was the person she had her eye on. She had brought Ning Yan out to get closer to him, not to let those young ladies covet him.

What are you holding?

Ning Yan: "Hmm? Oh, you mean this? It's a peony painting that Miss Su painted herself. I liked it very much, so I asked her for it and plan to take it home to keep."

"What's so special about Su Wan's paintings that I'd like to collect? I have plenty of ancient paintings and books at home. I'll have you send a few over tomorrow."

As Gou Min'er spoke, she stared at the painting in Ning Yan's hand, thinking to herself, "Now that she's said that, Ning Yan is definitely going to throw the painting away, right?"

"How could I accept this? I can't keep taking Miss's things for free."

Gou Min'er thought to herself, "How can you be devoted to me if you don't give me anything?"

It seems she still has to deliver this.

Ning Yan was worried that Gou Min'er wouldn't be able to find the place to deliver the items, so she specially took Gou Min'er back to her new residence and showed her around the entire house so that she could see how much her house was missing, because sending too few items wouldn't be enough.

As for the peony painting, Ning Yan not only didn't throw it away, but also specially had it placed on her desk.

Gou Min'er pouted in anger, but she couldn't force him to throw the painting away. She secretly made up her mind that she would bring more paintings over tomorrow so that Ning Yan would know what kind of paintings were worth treasuring.

After Gou Min'er left, Ning Yan went to the shop she had just bought. She planned to quit her job at the Gou family's shop and start making and selling ice herself.

The shop used to sell fabrics. Yesterday, she instructed the shopkeeper to find someone to renovate the shop. Actually, there wasn't much to renovate; it was just to repaint it white, remove the counters, replace them with ice chests, and put up another counter.