Xu Keke didn't look at the dress spread on the bed. Instead, she sat in the armchair with a round pillow in her arms, staring at Xi Bao, who was standing by the bed waving her arms and legs excitedly. She felt that her drool was about to drip onto the dress at any moment.

She had decided that whichever item got the stain, she would discard it, so that Xibao wouldn't have to worry about it.

"Actually, you would definitely look beautiful in a white tulle dress. Look at the moon-white shirt you usually wear, you look like a fairy. Like you stepped out of a painting. But this dress is also beautiful, look how well it's fitted at the waist..."

Because of her plumpness, Xi Bao had never served the young lady before. This was the first time she had the opportunity to help the young lady choose clothes. She was overjoyed.

“Oh, right, the pearl hairpin that the young master gave you to wear on this dress is right here, look,” Xi Bao said happily as she took the pearl hairpin and arranged it on the dress.

Xu Keke glanced at the beaded brooch and joked, "No matter how pretty it is, I wouldn't dare wear it."

The pearl flower was given to her by Li Dakang through Du Jue not long after he returned that day.

Du Jue said he had refused repeatedly, but the other party found an excuse to ask him out the next day. She even had Su Wan represent him, claiming it was an apology for her rudeness that day. She also said that if he didn't accept the money, it meant she wouldn't forgive him. Du Jue had no choice but to take it back.

Fearing that his family would find out and cause further trouble, Du Jue said that he had bought it himself as a gift. Because of this, his wife and several young ladies were not very happy.

Even if she wasn't afraid of Li Dakang, she couldn't wear the beaded flower for the sake of family harmony, which Du Bingtian valued most.

"Look, isn't it beautiful?" Xi Bao said with some pride. "I saw the Second Miss wearing it the other day. But the Second Miss is even more amazing. She used a pearl bracelet and made a brooch on it to pin on her clothes. It's so pretty."

Xu Keke knew about this too. Recently, Du Yuan had been spending a lot of time with the second young lady of the Sun family, going out almost every day and changing her clothes daily. Lin Meijuan had bought her a lot of new clothes, and these two outfits of hers were made along with her.

Making clothes is best done during the transition from spring to summer when there are many types of fabrics available, so even if you make a lot of clothes, the price won't be too high. However, jewelry production is a bit lagging behind. Fortunately, Du Yuan is quick-witted and always manages to come up with some fresh ideas.

"Xibao, could you check if the car I asked Butler Liu for has arrived yet? If not, just tell him it's not necessary, I can just take a rickshaw myself."

After hearing the instructions, Xi Bao looked at the two dresses with some reluctance. "You didn't say which one you'll wear to Mayor Hu's banquet tomorrow."

Xu Keke smiled and pointed at the dress, "Put that tulle dress away, it'll be too cold to wear it to the banquet tonight."

"Yes, how come I didn't think of that? It's better to wear this gauze dress in a few days. You're so sensible, Miss."

Xu Keke laughed. She wasn't entirely clear on the situation; only two white tulle dresses had been made. Judging from the envious looks in Du Shan and Du Rui's eyes, it was a Western-style garment even rarer than that Western-style dress.

I'm attending a banquet, and I don't want to stand out.

Xi Bao returned shortly after, but Du Yuan's car hadn't come back yet. She called a rickshaw for Xu Keke.

Xu Keke didn't need her company and went to Xile Medical Clinic on South Street by herself.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw her, he smiled and said, "What are you saying? Doctor Kang has gone to see patients. He's been gone for a while. Why don't you come in and wait for a bit?"

This clinic sells medicine in the front and provides medical treatment on the side, offering a one-stop service. Xu Keke glanced inside and saw patients lying on beds waiting to be seen. Even if they didn't mind her getting in the way, she couldn't stand seeing other people sick.

“When I came over just now, I saw a coffee shop around the corner. Brother Kang is back. You can tell him that I’ll wait for him there.”

Xu Keke sat down in the coffee shop, ordered a coffee, and took only a couple of sips. Hearing someone push the door open, she turned around and inwardly cursed her bad luck.

It was too late for her to pretend she didn't see him. The person on the other side had already seen her.

"Miss Du, I never expected this. I was just telling Du Jue the other day that I wanted to invite you to go boating on the lake together. He also mentioned that you weren't feeling well. I never expected to run into you here. What a coincidence."

Xu Keke could only smile and exchange pleasantries with Li Dakang. Li Dakang didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly opposite her.

Xu Keke was somewhat speechless. She had originally planned to visit the clinic the day she went to the shooting range with Du Jue and the others. However, Li Dakang insisted on treating her to dinner and even tried to go shopping with them, forcing her to decisively end her plans for the day.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Kang Quan, the son of the original owner's wet nurse, went to the countryside to buy medicine with his assistant.

Today she came again, but instead of meeting the person she wanted to see, she met this person.

"Miss Du, are you feeling better? Du Jue said you were sick the other day, and my cousin and I even said we wanted to visit you. Du Jue said it wasn't convenient for her to see anyone, so we had to give up. I don't know which hospital you went to, but you look much better."

Whether it was a chance encounter or not, Xu Keke didn't know, but those words were clearly meant to annoy her. It seemed he had guessed that she didn't want to see her cousins ​​again, which was why she had Du Jue lie about being sick.

"It's not a serious illness, I'm just too lazy to move and don't want to go out. When Du Jue asked me, I couldn't lie to him, so I told him I was sick and not feeling well."

He thought she would just say the name of a hospital or something about a family doctor, but Li Dakang never expected that Xu Keke would just say it directly.

After a moment of stunned silence, she burst out laughing. "Miss Du, you're so funny. You're the most funny young lady I've ever met."

Xu Keke felt that this man was out of his mind. "I guess it's because Mr. Li, you haven't seen enough ladies."

Li Dakang's eyes widened, then he pointed at her and burst into laughter. This drew the attention of the other customers in the café, who, seeing a handsome, stylish young man in a suit, smiled amiably and turned away.

It took Li Dakang a while to wipe away the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes. "I guess Miss Du doesn't want to be friends with me, but we've met after all, so let's not pretend to be strangers like 'Mr.' and 'Miss.' From now on, whether you want to call me Dakang or not, I'll call you Du Jin."

Xu Keke had to admit that this person was indeed remarkable. He could quickly adjust and find the best way to communicate with her: by being straightforward, even if it was feigned straightforwardness.

He's trying to please himself, so he wants to get close to himself. Today's encounter might not have been a coincidence at all, or he might have seen himself and followed him in.

Xu Keke wasn't a naive young girl; she didn't want to believe that he had taken a liking to her. From his attitude during their last meeting, she could tell that in his eyes, she was just like most girls who had feelings for him—clumsy and foolish.

Xu Keke lowered her eyes slightly, picked up the coffee on the table, and her long eyelashes concealed the emotions in her eyes.

Su Wan showed malice the moment they met last time.

In her past life, the original owner married the man opposite her.

This man has ill intentions towards her. Xu Keke always felt as if she were in a circle, missing a clasp. If she could find the clasp, she would understand.