Chapter 729: Bad Luck
"Well, Miss Zhang, you are too polite. I am still young, so you don't have to be so polite. Here!" Tang Bao pushed the silver ingot in front of Zhang Zhiyan.
Zhang Zhiyan: “…”
Where am I? Who am I?
Everyone's eyes moved from Zhang Zhiyan on the ground to Tang Bao's little hand.
The tender white hands held a few silver ingots, so beautiful...
"Miss!"
Her personal maid screamed, came to her senses, and hurried to help her.
Zhang Zhilan glanced at Tang Bao with a complicated expression, then asked, "Second sister, are you okay?"
"Puff!"
Xia Siya laughed.
Then, he gave Tang Bao a thumbs up.
Zhang Zhiyan felt dizzy and was helped up by the maid. She felt pain all over her body.
Tang Bao: “…”
No one wants the silver ingots, so why don’t you just keep them for yourself?
After all, this is also silver!
Zhang Zhiyan was so upset after the fall that she started to doubt her life. After she came to her senses, she glared at Tang Bao fiercely.
"Did you trip me on purpose?!"
Tang Bao: "...You can't touch porcelain! Think about it yourself, your head almost hit my feet, how could I trip you?"
Tang Bao looked aggrieved.
"That's right! Are you stupid? You can even say such idiotic words. I think your head is filled with paste!" Xia Siya rolled her eyes with a look of contempt.
Princess Huaning said in a cold voice, "Sister Fuya's kindness is truly wasted. She even wanted to reward her with a few silver ingots."
Tang Bao immediately nodded with a wronged look on her face: "Yeah, my kindness wasted. Fortunately, she didn't want it, otherwise I would have lost a lot."
At the end of the speech, his face was full of relief.
Zhang Zhiyan: “…”
Not only did I doubt my life after the fall, I also became so angry that I doubted my life.
"You..." Zhang Zhiyan pointed at a few people and trembled with anger, saying, "You are bullying me!"
Xia Siya curled her lips and said, "We just told you a few truths. If we were to bully you, we would have already... been wrong!"
Xia Siya suddenly remembered something and looked at Zhang Zhiyan with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
"Did you have any bad thoughts towards my sister Fu Ya just now, so you fell down?" Xia Siya asked.
Zhang Zhiyan: “…No!”
His eyes dodged for a moment.
Xia Siya confirmed it immediately.
——It’s true!
"This is what we call reaping what you sow. You will suffer the consequences if you bring disaster upon yourself!"
Xia Siya said, shaking her head.
If you want to cause trouble for Sister Fuya, you will only make yourself uncomfortable!
Zhang Zhiyan: "...You're talking nonsense! I..."
"Pah!"
Zhang Zhiyan's voice suddenly stopped, and she stared at Tang Bao's back with wide eyes.
Tang Bao slowly turned around.
There was a person lying there behind her.
Tang Bao: “…”
Touched the small bag.
Are you still going to pay the silver ingots?
"Ouch! Mr. Zhou, what's going on with you?"
The clerk in the jewelry store screamed and ran over.
However, before the waiter could run to the man, the man had already climbed up nimbly and brushed the dirt off his body.
The movements are smooth and very skillful.
Tang Bao quickly stepped aside and completely gave up the idea of taking out the silver ingots.
"Mr. Zhou, are you okay?" the waiter asked with concern.
"It's okay." The man said indifferently: "I'm used to it."
The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he looked at Mr. Zhou with sympathy.
"Is the hairpin ready?" asked Mr. Zhou.
“It’s done…it’s done…”
The guy said this and trotted back to the counter.
From the shelf below, he pulled out a small box.
"Mr. Zhou, please take a look."
The man opened the box and took out a silver hairpin.
Mr. Zhou took the silver hairpin, looked at it, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.
"It's still acceptable," said Mr. Zhou.
The waiter didn't seem surprised at all by Mr. Zhou's inconsistency between his words and actions.
After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, he took out a piece of silver, gave it to the clerk, and put the hairpin in his arms.
The clerk took the silver and said, "Mr. Zhou, you should go out less in the future. I can just deliver it to your house."
"No need. My wife's birthday is coming soon. I should come and pick up the gift for her in person to show my thoughtfulness." Mr. Zhou said as a matter of course.
The waiter said, "...Yes, yes. I wish Madam Zhou good health and longevity in advance."
"Thank you." Mr. Zhou said and turned around.
He swayed and almost fell.
"Huh! It didn't fall!" Mr. Zhou showed a surprised expression on his face.
Everyone: “…”
Why do I feel this scene is a bit weird?
No, it should be Mr. Zhou’s words and expression, weird!
It seemed so strange that I didn’t fall!
"Mr. Zhou, please slow down." The waiter looked terrified and said, "How about I help you out?"
"That's fine!" Mr. Zhou waved his hand and walked out with his head held high and chest puffed out.
He walked to the door and picked up a black oil-paper umbrella next to the door.
Although the waiter was rejected by Mr. Zhou, he still trotted over and stood behind Mr. Zhou with his hands open, looking wary of something.
Mr. Zhou opened the oil-paper umbrella, covered his head with it, and stepped over the threshold with his left foot.
Then, his right foot tripped over the threshold.
The waiter behind him was very skillful and supported Mr. Zhou.
This prevented Mr. Zhou from falling to the ground again.
"Thank you...thank you..."
After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, there was a "click" sound.
A pool of bird droppings fell from the sky and landed on the black oil-paper umbrella.
Mr. Zhou looked up at the oil-paper umbrella, his expression showing no surprise at all.
Then, he walked away holding an oil-paper umbrella.
"He just left like that?" Zhang Zhiyan, forgetting her earlier slump, pointed at Mr. Zhou's back in shock. "There's bird poop on that umbrella! Why...why would he even want that umbrella?"
So disgusting!
Tang Bao and others were also shocked.
Not only is Mr. Zhou's bad luck shocking, but also his behavior and psychological quality.
Especially the mental quality, it's so strong!
"Who is this guy?" Xia Siya asked the waiter in surprise. "He's holding an oil-paper umbrella on a sunny day. Isn't he just trying to catch bird poop?"
"Of course not." The guy shook his head.
"Oh." Xia Siya nodded, also feeling that it was impossible.
"We also need to prepare to catch the foot washing water that pours down from the upstairs, the stones that the children play with, and everything else that falls from above." The waiter added, "Otherwise, you'll go out and come back with a mess."
Xia Siya: “…”
It turns out that she is too shallow.
"Isn't this guy possessed by the spirit of bad luck?" Xia Siya asked curiously, "Why is he so unlucky?"
"Miss, you're right." The waiter sighed, "This Mr. Zhou's nickname is Zhou Dame! He's always shrouded in bad luck. There's nothing he can't handle, except for things you can't imagine..."
The man talked attentively, recounting Mr. Zhou's unfortunate deeds.
Because Xia Siya praised the jewelry in the silver shop when she came in and confronted Zhang Zhiyan, the clerk was happy to tell Xia Siya these things.
Tang Bao looked at the guy who was spitting everywhere and asked quietly.
"This person's name...isn't it Zhou Zixuan?"
The guy immediately looked at Tang Bao.
"Girl, how do you know?"
Tang Bao: “…”
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