Qiu Dayu: "Hmm, this is indeed a tricky situation."
"Troublesome?"
Song Jiao raised her hand and poured Qiu Dayu a full glass of sake. "Don't worry, just let nature take its course."
Qiu Dayu, with a bitter expression, downed the cup of sake in one gulp:
"Her wedding is in a few months, how can I not be worried? Song Jiao, do you have any good ideas?"
“This…” Song Jiao shook her head; her own love life was still a complete mess.
She continued, "One should not disobey one's parents' orders."
Do you still have someone you like beside you?
Ending a painful past is the beginning of a new relationship.
Perhaps you can marry someone else.
“What painful past? That’s not true.” Qiu Dayu shook his head: “Song Jiao, what kind of terrible idea is this? If it weren’t for Yuanyuan, I wouldn’t be planning to get married right now.”
Song Jiao gently clenched her fingers: "Since Miss Yuanyuan is already engaged to someone else, it means that she doesn't like you."
"How could that be? If she didn't like me, she wouldn't have cried that day." Qiu Dayu realized that chatting with Song Jiao was quite difficult.
After saying that, he comforted himself, "They are only engaged, not married, so what am I afraid of?"
"Yes, as long as we're not married, there's still a chance." She seemed to be answering Qiu Dayu's words, but also seemed to be talking to herself.
Qiu Dayu put aside his worries and stretched. "Song Jiao, the lantern festival tonight is absolutely beautiful. Why don't you go see it?"
Song Jiao retorted, "You didn't go out either, did you?"
Qiu Dayu: "I was just about to go out."
“Perfect timing, I also want to go out for a stroll, why don’t we go together?” Song Jiao’s desolate face held a hint of expectation.
"This..." Qiu Dayu was in a dilemma. He was going to find Zhao Yuanyuan, but if he brought Song Jiao along... it wouldn't be good.
Just as he was thinking about how to politely refuse, Qiu Dayu suddenly saw the county magistrate walking towards him with a dark face, and he quickly stood up.
The magistrate has arrived at just the right time.
Song Jiao's expectant gaze turned gloomy.
"Lord Tang... Lord Tang, you two talk."
Seeing that Tang Yi remained silent with a stern face, Qiu Dayu instinctively tried to slip away, but Tang Yi waved him off.
"You leave as soon as I arrive? What do you mean? Does your Star Moon Pavilion not welcome me?"
He overheard their entire conversation.
"How dare I? We have guests..." Qiu Dayu glanced at the empty shop door and shut his mouth awkwardly.
At this time, all the guests have gone to see the lanterns.
Qiu Dayu: "Sir, would you like a bowl of glutinous rice balls?"
Tang Yi: "Do you think I came here just to eat a bowl of glutinous rice balls?"
Qiu Dayu: "Our Xingyuelou restaurant offers fruit, snacks, rice porridge, and wontons for late-night snacks, you..."
Tang Yi: "I didn't come here for a midnight snack!"
Qiu Dayu muttered to himself, "Since you've come looking for Miss Song Jiao, why won't you let me leave?"
Tang Yi: "What did you say?"
Qiu Dayu: "No... I mean, Miss Song Jiao happens to be free. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
"Halt! Did I say you could leave?" Tang Yi sat down opposite the two men, his face filled with barely concealed anger as he looked at Qiu Dayu.
But when he looked at Song Jiao, his expression softened: "Jiaojiao, the lantern festival at Bihu Manor is quite enchanting. Let's go and take a look together."
Song Jiao glanced at Qiu Dayu with displeasure, and was about to shake her head in refusal when she saw Tang Yi's gaze turn to Qiu Dayu:
"Uncle Qiu Yan, didn't Jiao Jiao just say she wanted to go with you? Let's go, shall we go together?"
Qiu Dayu was taken aback, and he pointed to his nose.
"Together?"
No wonder Jiang Liu wanted a divorce. This Magistrate Tang is out of his mind.
Song Jiao was equally taken aback.
Tang Yi sneered: "Besides you, does Qiu Yan have another uncle?"
"...Can I not go?" Qiu Dayu was extremely reluctant. The county magistrate was taking his beautiful lady to the lantern festival, and having him along would only be an eyesore.
"What, you won't even give me face?" Tang Yi's expression was stern, brooking no refusal.
"How...could that be?" Qiu Dayu coughed stiffly, forcing a smile on his face, but his heart was filled with bitterness. "Fine, I'll go then."
He hated dealing with government officials the most.
What exactly is Tang Yi's intention in doing this?
Tang Yi looked at Song Jiao with gentle eyes again, "I wonder if Jiao Jiao would do me the honor?"
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