"If you want to settle down in Nanzhao, I can help you."
Help her? Song He'er was slightly taken aback. She had no relation to this man; she had only happened to save his life on their escape route.
However, she didn't suffer a loss; by sheer luck, she managed to find the lost book.
So, they're even, and it's best not to get entangled with each other now.
"No need. I just want to live a peaceful life and can't withstand any major storms, so... thank you for your kindness."
Ruan Wenxiao smiled indifferently, not forcing him to stay, but said slowly, "Suit yourself. I hope we can meet again in Jiangning in the future. If there is anything I can help you with then, I will do my best."
"Thank you. It's getting late, and I must go back now. I hope you won't tell anyone about my meeting with you today, so as not to ruin our reputations."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Song He'er nodded, tightened her hat, and then hurriedly left the teahouse and returned to the main hall of Qionglou.
Jiang Huaifu was already restless, and he almost crushed the teacup on the table.
"Young master, Miss Song is back."
Jiang Huaifu raised his head, his icy eyes seeming to bore a hole through the person opposite him. Even Song He'er, who knew him very well, couldn't help but shiver.
"I'm fine, don't press him for answers," Song He'er whispered in his ear as she approached.
Jiang Huaifu remained silent, only slightly turning his head to look at Ruan Wenxiao, who was slowly walking towards him from behind.
"Young master, there is no need to worry. I meant no harm. I just met an old friend and wanted to catch up. I have brought the person back to you safely. To express my apologies for my abruptness, I will treat you both to a meal today."
"No need."
Without saying a word, Jiang Huaifu stood up, pulled Song He'er, and walked outside, leaving Ruan Wenxiao alone standing there, looking forlornly at the figures that were gradually disappearing into the distance.
“Young Master, that man is so ill-mannered. In Jiangning, who doesn’t give you some respect? Look at his arrogant attitude, as if he’s some kind of heavenly king descended to earth. Even I can’t stand it and am thinking of rushing up and punching him.”
Ruan Wenxiao didn't take the waiter's words to heart. Instead, he stared at the waiter behind him, looked him up and down, and laughed it off. "With your small frame, you still want to go up and punch him? Can't you tell he's a trained fighter? You might not even be able to stick your hand out before your elbow is broken."
"A martial arts expert? To me, he's just a rich kid who comes out to bully others because he has a few taels of silver. You should know that everyone who can come to our Qionglou restaurant is either rich or noble, and we don't need him."
"Alright, you're getting more and more rude. Remember, we shouldn't cause trouble for our aunt. And don't tell her about what I saw with that girl earlier, or I'll definitely not let you off the hook!"
The waiter nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I understand, young master."
......
A horse-drawn carriage sped away on Jiangning Street.
Song He'er coughed lightly and complained, "What's wrong with you? You've wasted a whole table of food, and I haven't even eaten a single bite."
"I'll have Ah Lu buy it for you tomorrow."
......
This update is a bit short, I'll try to update a second one later!
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