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Chapter 11: The Dandy and the Lady Part 4
Die'er, Zhao Ma, and Mrs. Qiao all hurried up to the third floor upon hearing the noise. Yunyan, having just erupted in tears, collapsed before her desk and sobbed. Chu Wang, who had been pushed to the ground by her, was bewildered, thinking, "Miss, I, a ten-year-old girl you've knocked to the ground, didn't cry, so why are you crying?"
Die'er hurriedly helped Chu Wang up. After Mrs. Qiao learned the reason, she angrily asked Lin Yunyan to return the photo to Chu Wang.
After hearing this, Yun Yan cried even harder. She suddenly opened the drawer door, took out several black and white photos from an exquisite box, tore them into two pieces angrily, and threw them at Lin Chuwang's face.
Chu Wang: "..."
Dier hurriedly picked up the torn photos one by one.
Mrs. Qiao had been through so much in one night that she was almost overwhelmed. She was so angry that she couldn't speak clearly: "Where do you think this is? Who are you? Is this the market in Shaoxing? Are you beggars?"
Yun Yan lowered her head and sobbed: "Aunt..."
Mrs. Qiao said angrily, "You, you..." Only then did she remember Lin Chuwang. "You, you, you... Aunt Zhao! Second and third girls, from now on, you are under house arrest for three days. You are not allowed to step out of your rooms! And all that dancing and English can be put on hold for now! Each of you should reflect on yourselves in your rooms!"
Xue Zhenzhen, who had just heard the noise and was about to come over to watch the fun, was caught red-handed by Mrs. Lin while she was tapping her feet in her slippers.
"You too! Why are you joining in the fun instead of staying in your room? What do you have to do with this?" Mrs. Lin held her forehead with her hand, and Zhao Ma quickly supported her. "Miss Xue will be confined to her room for three days, just like them!"
The smile on Xue Zhenzhen's face disappeared in an instant, and she couldn't even cry.
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In just one night, Earl Road went from a sunny day filled with laughter and joy to a cloudy and lifeless place.
Die'er closed the door for Lin Chuwang and whispered to him, "Don't worry, young lady. I'll go get some glue from the eldest lady and glue the photos together for you. Even if it's glued together better, it will still be the same. Don't be sad."
Lin Chuwang smiled at her gratefully.
After a while, there was another knock on the door. Lin Chuwang thought it was Dier, so he said, "Come in."
The man entered the room and said softly, "Third sister, I heard what Die'er said, and I feel really bad for her."
Chu Wang was shocked to see that the person coming was Qiao Ma Ling, and he stood up quickly, "Sister Ma Ling!"
Ma Ling smiled weakly. "I used to help them glue old Bibles together at school, and I thought I could do a better job for you, so I came here on my own."
Chu Wang was flattered and quickly gave up his seat to let her sit at the desk.
Qiao Ma Ling carefully helped her glue the photos together while casually asking her some household questions, her eyes occasionally drifting towards her balcony...
Chu Wang couldn't help but smile in his heart: No wonder his cousin suddenly became so kind, it turned out that she was thinking about her lover and wanted to try her luck with him.
Thinking of this, Lin Chuwang asked in a low voice: "Does sister like that brother very much?"
Qiao Maling didn't answer, but after hearing her question, her mind seemed to drift away and a smile appeared on her face.
Chu Wang lowered his head and stammered, "I shouldn't have asked that. It was too rash."
Qiao Ma Ling let down her guard and shook her head. "It's okay. He and I... just aren't meant to be. I'd love to talk to someone about him, but I can't find the right person."
Chu Wang moved the vine table over and sat next to her, indicating that he was willing to listen attentively.
Qiao Maling looked up. "He's very gentlemanly, very gentle, and good at making jokes, but he never makes people feel annoying."
Chu Wang nodded, feeling it.
Qiao Maling thought about it and smiled softly again. "I know he always hangs out with those low-class British officers, which always makes his father furious. I also know that besides me, he may also say sweet words to many girls at the same time. But whenever I'm with him, I feel that I must be the most special one."
Chu Wang couldn't help but sigh. The methods used by scumbags have always been the same: Although I have many women, of all women, I like you the most...
This sentence may seem very mean, but it actually has an amazing power over women.
First of all, you love this man.
Secondly, this man is surrounded by many beautiful and slutty women, some of whom are more beautiful than you.
Again, the man said: They are not as good as you.
You fall to the dust, and he lifts you up to the clouds...
Qiao Maling lowered her head and smiled bitterly. "My aunt told me that he's going to West Point. My mother just discussed with my aunt that she's also going to marry me off to someone else. I heard he's a Chinese immigrant in France, doing business in Vietnam, and he's a very wealthy businessman. When he comes back... I might be the mother of several children. I always wonder if I can say a few words to him before I leave, or even hear a word from him. Maybe I can only think about it."
As she spoke, a tear as big as a bean began to drip down Qiao Maling's long eyelashes.
She realized that she had lost her composure, so she wiped her tears and turned to Lin Chuwang with a smile, "The photo is pasted. Master Si is very cute and handsome. Sister, you are so lucky."
Chu Wang took the photo and blushed, "Thank you, sister."
Qiao Ma Ling touched her hair and said, "Why am I telling you all this? You don't understand."
Chu Wang wanted to say, I understand, I can even be your spiritual mentor, but I wouldn’t dare say it even if you gave me a hundred guts.
After all, you can imagine a ten-year-old girl, still wet behind the ears, patting you on the back and saying to you, "There's not a single good man in this world. They're not even as considerate to you as your bra."
After watching Qiao Maling leave, Chu Wang went to look at Si Yansang's letter and photos.
There are three photos, one is the garden of Sanssouci Palace, one is the Berlin Cathedral, both of which are pure scenery; and another one is Si Yansang on a cruise ship on the Spree River, making a very trendy V sign to the camera and laughing with his signature fangs showing.
Very cute indeed.
It is much better than history books and Baidu Encyclopedia.
The letter was attached below the poem, and it only had seven or eight lines.
Dear Chu Wang,
I'm a bit undecided about the three adjectives for "dear." Originally, this letter and poem were drafted in German. We use "liebexx" when addressing teachers, parents, friends, or even when writing to the post office. But once translated into Chinese, it seems overly ambiguous and intimate.
Our music teacher took us to the Grand Theatre to hear "The Phantom of the Opera." If I had the chance, I'd love to see it with you. On the tram ride home, we could sunbathe on the church lawn, enjoy a boat ride on the River Spree while eating vanilla ice cream, ride an umbrella in a horse-drawn carriage through Unter den Linden on a rainy night, or stroll through the gardens of Sanssouci Palace in Potsdam on weekends... You should be asleep as I write this letter. I've written a lot of long-winded words, and I'm not entirely satisfied with them. After translating it, I had someone with a good command of Chinese edit it down to just four sentences. Four sentences are enough. I'll tell you the rest next time I see you.
Yan Sang
02.04.
Under the Bodhi Tree Street in the 13th year of the Republic of China
Chu Wang had read the poem he wrote today before. But she would never have thought that such a new style of poetry, which has been passed down through the ages, was actually written for her. Just thinking about it, Chu Wang couldn't help but hold her little heart tightly to prevent herself from laughing out loud.
As she thought about this, she fell forward laughing in front of the window and sang cheerfully in her Cantonese accent that could make three hundred Cantonese people laugh to death:
"If the lonely lover were born in 1914, just a hundred years and a century too early..."
She was singing with great pleasure when she suddenly heard a familiar man's faint laughter floating from below her balcony:
"You speak Cantonese quite well."
The author has something to say: I would like to talk about Lin Chuwang's various considerations for Si Yansang: 1. Si has a slight idol aura to her; 2. Although Lin Chuwang is the legitimate daughter of the Lin family, her situation can be said to be quite bad: her father does not love her, her mother has passed away, and her brothers and sisters are eyeing her covetously. Her father regards her as a tool to please the Si family, and now he is cultivating her in order to get rid of her as soon as possible. Therefore, Si Yansang can be said to be her only and best destination in her current situation, unless she can find a better job and become independent from the Lin family. But now she is only 10 years old, it is impossible for her to go out to work, and others are unlikely to hire such a child laborer. What she can do now is to make use of the existing resources, learn more, get to know more noble people, and consider her independence in the future.
But now, as a teenager, Si Yansang had actually been very kind to her. This was a second path besides independence. However, people's hearts were fickle, and once they changed, she couldn't catch them.
Everyone's heard of the butterfly effect, right? Since Lin Chuwang's life had already been reborn when Lin Zhi arrived, wouldn't all the variables in the future be compounded exponentially, with seconds as the unit? We should give Si Yansang another chance and see what he becomes.
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Giving him a chance means he's qualified to be the male lead!!! It doesn't necessarily mean he's the male lead!!!
Once again in bold!!! The male lead is still to be determined!!!