Chapter 270
"You, it's okay if you don't want me, but how can you get your money back?" Would the man in the purple dress regret losing the county lady's affection? No, he would only be angry at himself for planning all that, only to have it all come to nothing. A scumbag is a scumbag, and his regrets are merely an afterthought to his humiliation and anger at failing to control the free babysitter. So-called belated love is nothing more than a dying fantasy for the betrayed, or the beginning of another cycle of suffering.
"Hey, you're not the county lady's lover anymore, how dare you ask for her money?" Someone in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore and started to mock her: "Is this still your gigolo? You're forcing yourself to eat it!"
"But they took my things!"
"What do you mean by your money? The county lady gave you the money temporarily, and you treat it as your own? Hahaha..." The onlookers burst into laughter: You are just a lover, why are you arranging the county lady's property?
“You, you…”
"Those who do evil will eventually perish. You've been caught, right?" Just as the man in the purple skirt rolled up his sleeves and prepared to argue with the onlookers, the players and detectives who were arresting the little girl also arrived, and the city gate became chaotic again.
The two old ladies handed the little girl over to the constable, released the man in the purple skirt, and walked towards the carriage they were going to use to escape. The woman in men's clothing rushed over and shouted that those were her personal belongings and that they were not allowed to touch them. After the old lady found a few ornaments with family emblems, she tried to make a few more excuses.
"The county lady is merciful and will only take back the property. If you continue to talk nonsense, you will be sent to jail for stealing jewelry!" The old lady didn't need to use much force to lift the woman in men's clothing under the car.
"Where's the shop?!"
"What does the county lady's property have to do with you?" The old lady laughed angrily: Not to mention being a lover, even if you are the county lady's future husband, you cannot touch the county lady's dowry and property!
The man in the purple skirt stood aside with his head down, while the woman in men's clothing was being crushed in a one-sided quarrel with the old lady. The scene was too lively, and even the little girl who was pinned down couldn't help but take a few more glances: "Tsk tsk, so stupid..." It was a waste to be able to sneak into the county lady's mansion and become a lover, but not know how to use this identity to make money!
"How dare you laugh at me! At least I didn't get caught!" The woman in men's clothing couldn't scold the old lady, so she turned around and vented her anger on the little girl: "With so many people chasing after you, you're not a murderer, are you?"
"Ha, if I had really killed someone, would I dare to run away like this?" The little girl grinned: "It's just bad luck, I lost a game..."
"What are you pretending for! Hurry up and leave!" The constable pushed the little girl and said, "Don't get in the way here!" The city gate is so crowded!
“Tsk…”
"Are you still not convinced?"
The little girl who had been standing with the two elderly women came closer at some point, curiously observing the little girl, not much older than herself, being escorted away. Her presence waxed and waned, and until she got closer, the player hadn't noticed this tiny figure in the crowd. "What? You want to ask us something?" Her expression, hesitant but still, was incredibly easy to understand.
"She... um..." The little girl looked at the little girl, then at the player, smacked her lips twice, and didn't know where to start for a moment. Finally, she raised the candied haws in her hand embarrassedly and pushed forward: This and that... you know, right?
"Hahahaha... no need!" The player laughed and pushed the little girl's hand back. "You want to ask about her, right? The case isn't closed yet, so I can't tell you too much. But everyone saw what happened just now, so I can tell you a little bit."
"Thank you!" The little girl jumped happily and looked at the player with sparkling eyes.
Many players came to chase the little girl. Some of them were of little help. Seeing that some people were interested in this matter, they simply did not go back to the yamen with the constable. Instead, they played the role of a free storyteller: "Everyone has heard of the story about a brother and sister who pretended to be rich and invited others to their home. Oh, sorry, not their home, but the yard they rented for two days to play and accidentally discovered a body?"
"That's right, so what? Didn't they say that the case is confidential and can't be passed on anymore?"
"Right, so I'm not talking about that, but... her!" Player A pointed at a little girl being escorted away by several people in the distance. "Her, the liar! The murderer pinned the crime on her, and others kindly helped clear her of suspicion, but she showed no gratitude at all and even escaped from prison!"
"She's a liar, so it seems... normal that she doesn't feel grateful." The little girl tilted her head: "Right?"
"Did you hear that? Even the little girl understands!" Player A turned and shouted at the people around him, "Don't think every evil person in the world can turn over a new leaf just because you read stories about people turning from evil to good. Some people are just hard-hearted and won't be moved! They even treat those who pity them like fools!"
"I don't think she will change for the better?" Player B, who was yelled at, looked innocent.
"and you……"
"Although I don't like her and feel sorry for the person who was framed, but one thing is one thing. Only if she escapes can we...well!" In public, Player B felt that saying it directly would damage his upright image, so he made a gesture of taking action.
"Oh!" Player A suddenly realized, then looked puzzled: "But you just..." Didn't you just hold back? Did you soften your heart?
"I didn't expect she could run so fast!" Player B beat his chest and stamped his feet, looking depressed: "I tried my best to chase her from behind, but I couldn't catch up!" Looking at her tiny arms and legs, how could she move so fast!
Girl: Nonsense! It's not like I haven't failed before! If I don't want to be caught by the victim, I have to run faster, right?
The onlookers burst into laughter at this scene. After learning that they had been cheated out of a large sum of money by the little girl, some even took out a handful of copper coins and said it was a reward for their storytelling: "You guys are quite funny. You made up those stories right away, right?"
"Uncle, I wish it was made up, but it's all true..." Player B forced a bitter face. "When I think about the small amount of money I lost, my heart aches!" Because it's true, there's no need for acting. If he hadn't wanted to maintain his image, he'd have wanted to cry in public: "I'm the one who lost the most!" Every time I tell them how much money I've been scammed, others are comforted, and even comfort me in return. Who could possibly understand this heartbreaking feeling?
"Oh, okay, accept my condolences..." The man put down the coin, patted their arms with a stern face, turned around and took a few steps before he couldn't hold back his laughter: "Hahaha, sorry, I couldn't hold it back, hahaha..." These two kids are so funny.
"That's about it, young lady." After hearing the gossip, the little girl skipped away from the crowd and ran to the second floor of the teahouse to find the county lady. She stood very straight beside her and repeated what she had heard in a childish voice: "It seems that they are not very familiar with that female swindler, and that lover really seems reluctant to let her go..."
"Master, this girl has not learned etiquette well... I've told you so many times to call her Master!" Two old ladies came late, carrying large and small bags up to the second floor with firm steps, put the things they had taken back from the lover next to the county lady, and then slapped the little girl on the back of the head.
The little girl cried out, clutching her head, and with a grimace, she apologized to the county lady while secretly glancing at Bei Qiao. Bei Qiao returned her gaze calmly, thinking to herself: Not simple, this little girl is also a martial artist.
The little girl wasn't one of the people who served the county lady personally. After she finished her gossip, she stepped aside. Seeing the things the old lady had brought back, the maid who had been pouring tea for the county lady and Bei Qiao didn't move. Another woman standing behind her stepped forward, put on gloves, and began to sort the items.
These things were specially arranged by the county lady as rewards for her lover. They only had the right to use them, not the right to own them. Every time the lover left, they had to return the things, and could only take away the rewards and dividends they had saved up. Of course, the county lady was a respectable person, and as long as the lover's attitude was good, she would leave him some parting gifts. Some lover who won her heart could take away more, and talented ones could even get a position in the government. As for this one today, the reason why he had to return it so completely can only be attributed to his poor attitude and his excessive desire for death.
"Next time, raise the character standards for admissions. For those who are not very smart, no matter how pretty they are, we'll just... just take a look at them." The county lady was worried that she would meet a stupid beauty in the future, so she didn't say anything definite. After all, there is a difference between stupid and dumb. If the other person is a little fool who can't be smart, her tolerance may be higher.
"As you command, my Lord."
"Where were we just now? Oh, you really don't want to give it a try? Although love isn't necessary, it does have a unique flavor. Different people give you different feelings." The county lady took a sip from the teacup, feeling quite satisfied. "Never mind, why am I telling you all this? You're different from me. You can roam freely in the martial arts world without any pressure. You don't need love to soothe and relieve stress."
Bei Qiao: “…”
"It's not that I don't want to travel the world, but I have so many people under me, and I don't want to let them down, so I have to make achievements. When I get serious, it's easy to feel pressured, and when there's pressure, then... Sigh, it's a pity that men are really boring. They're fresh when we first meet, but in the end, they're basically the same. The greed of the human heart is like a snake swallowing an elephant."
Bei Qiao: “…”
"It's not that there aren't a few good ones, but it would be such a waste if such good and talented people weren't sent to the court to be used as slaves."
Bei Qiao: “…” It seems that I am here to be your emotional trash can, but why me?
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