What a day this is! One by one, familiar faces from the past have appeared before her.
"Is he the master you mentioned?" Zheng Quchi first confirmed with Liu Fengmian.
Liu Fengmian tilted his head and thought for a moment, his moist, bright red lips curving slightly as he said with a smile, "Is that right?"
What do you mean by "right?"
If it is, then it is; if it isn't, then it isn't... What does taking the middle value mean?
After the steward of "Kui" pushed open the door, he stood by the door and carefully observed the proper etiquette: "Engineer Zheng, please."
Zheng Quchi looked at the figure who had been waiting for a long time. Although she was a little surprised that he appeared in front of her in such a roundabout way, she was not at all embarrassed by the occasion and stepped in.
"Master Gongshu, when did you become a master of curing Gu poison?"
Her clear and melodious girlish voice drifted into the room along with a pleasant spring breeze from the doorway.
Beside the window, a gentle breeze stirred his long, black hair that reached his shoulders. The light of the setting sun outlined his slender back, as if a blue lotus were gilded with a layer of silk embroidery. He turned to look at her, his face, as cold and aloof as the bright moon, appearing and disappearing behind the curtain.
"Child, we agreed to meet in Shengjing, and I've been waiting for you here for quite some time."
His voice was as gentle and beautiful as a clear spring, completely different from his previous distant tone, which surprised and alarmed the steward with the character "Kui" by the door.
"Chizi" is Zheng Quchi's nickname. Apart from her very close friends and family, most people just call her by her given name.
Zheng Quchi was somewhat stunned after hearing his affectionate address.
She and he... don't seem to be that close.
She had previously asked Gongshu's disciple to pass on a message to him, saying that they should meet at Songshan Pavilion in Fuxian County. To show her seriousness and the solemnity of the meeting, she added the phrase "see you there" to emphasize its importance.
However, as a science student who has never been able to get high scores in Chinese since childhood, she often struggles with word choice. She once said the same phrase "see you there" without thinking there was anything wrong with it at the time, but now it sounds strangely off.
...She finally realized, belatedly, that Gongshu Jiruo had misunderstood.
She arranged to meet him not to reminisce, but to...
Liu Fengmian's expression suddenly froze. Beneath his long, slightly curled eyelashes, a pair of beautifully arched almond-shaped eyes turned into two deep, dark vortexes. He looked at Zheng Quchi and said in a strange tone, "Oh~ when did you and him agree... to meet without fail?"
Is such a sinful and ambiguous word something that can be casually used with a foreign man?
Upon hearing that others had intervened, Gongshu Jiruo became displeased and coldly ordered the "Kui" manager, "You all go out first. I will talk to Engineer Zheng alone."
"Yes," the steward replied, then turned his head and gestured with his eyes for Liu Fengmian, who was in the way, to leave with him.
But Liu Fengmian paid no attention to the two of them. He only stared at Zheng Quchi, who had no reaction to his decision. He was furious and looked at Sang Yaomei in his arms with a troubled expression.
"It's not really appropriate for you two, a man and a woman, to be talking alone like this... Besides, what if your little sister wakes up and can't find her older sister? What if she finds herself being held by a stranger like me in this unfamiliar environment, and insists on crying and looking for someone..."
Zheng Quchi didn't care about Liu Fengmian, but when it came to her beloved younger sister, it was something she had to think about.
Today, because of that bastard Mo Ye, Yao Mei was quite frightened, and Zheng Qu Chi could no longer let Yao Mei stay with a stranger she didn't know.
So she changed her attitude: "Liu Fengmian is my man. He came in with me. We don't need to dismiss everyone else when we talk business."
Now that she has spoken, Gongshu Jiruo will not embarrass her in front of others.
He stepped out from behind the curtain, his soft fur coat and wide sleeves revealing a face as white as ice and jade, as if emerging from the hazy moonlit clouds.
"Ruler, come here and let's talk."
Since he wasn't told to leave, he decided to get closer before talking. He felt that he hadn't seen her for a long time, and this faint, distant feeling couldn't satisfy the dry, yearning desire in his heart.
Zheng Quchi did indeed have something important to discuss with him. Her small face was serious and she was about to step forward when suddenly someone grabbed her thin wrist. Her leaning body was pulled back, and she turned her head in surprise, only to see Liu Fengmian holding her tightly.
"What are you doing?" she frowned.
Liu Fengmian looked at her, his almond-shaped eyes filled with a trace of sorrow, making his eyes particularly expressive: "My hands went weak."
Zheng Quchi glanced suspiciously at him, who was holding her with one hand and hugging his younger sister who was sleeping on his shoulder with the other: "...You can easily handle it with one arm, what's so soft about it?"
If you're a man, give her the hard way; why be soft?
Completely unaware of the criticism Zheng Quchi had leveled at Liu Fengmian, whose straight nose gave him an air of integrity and humility, but in reality he was often morally corrupt and prone to distorting the truth: "That was just me putting on a brave face. In reality, I'm delicate and frail, and I can't hold him at all. Here you go."
As he spoke, Liu Fengmian gently placed Sang Yaomei into Zheng Quchi's arms. Zheng Quchi instinctively reached out to hug her and then adjusted his holding position. During the process of switching arms, Yaomei remained soundly asleep without being disturbed and opening her eyes.
Zheng Quchi: "..." No, brother, I'm here to talk about serious business. You're not only not going to lend a hand, but you're also making me hold a child while talking to people. Where's the atmosphere? Where's the presence?
Liu Fengmian left Zheng Quchi behind, walked leisurely to the table and sat down, even pouring himself a cup of warm tea: "You two talk."
"If you're not going to carry someone, then get out of here right now," Zheng Quchi told him directly.
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