On the other side, after returning from Xianle Palace, Zhou Xingbang lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep all night.
He didn't know why, but now that things had come to this, he suddenly didn't want to kill Pei Sijin anymore.
Thinking about it carefully, Pei Sijin had always been hopelessly in love with him.
The first two times I raised my gun, it was indeed because I had gone a bit too far.
Moreover, he clearly remembered that Pei Sijin killed him at the back gate of Peach Garden.
When I woke up, I found that I was still alive and well.
That was probably just a dream.
In the end, Pei Sijin still had feelings for him, just like before; otherwise, why wouldn't she be willing to kill him?
Pei Sijin is now a celebrity in Shanghai. As long as I give him even the slightest response, he will definitely fawn over me like before.
At that time, Zhou Xingbang will also become a famous figure throughout the city.
Thinking this way, Zhou Xingbang felt much better.
Many of the young noblemen in high society, seeking novelty and indulging in male beauty, frequently visited the Fairy Palace for amusement.
However, he had absolutely no interest in this.
As a result, I became out of touch with some of my friends.
He finally met a man who didn't disgust him, so he was determined to seize the opportunity.
Think about it, what exactly are the differences between men and women?
With this in mind, Zhou Xingbang got up early the next day, tidied himself up, and had someone buy a large bouquet of flowers. He arrived at the entrance of Xianle Palace full of energy.
They even hired a few violinists to follow behind, playing romantic music to create an atmosphere.
He called the manager of Xianle Palace in advance and learned that Si Jin had not returned last night, so he planned to wait at the door and make a heartfelt confession.
The shouts of newspaper vendors all around were incessant:
"Newspapers for sale! Newspapers for sale!"
Pei Sijin passionately sang at the Celestial Music Palace, and the noble young men cheered in unison.
What use is this gender to me?!
She just finished singing yesterday, and she's already on the front page of the morning paper today.
Zhou Xingbang's smile deepened, feeling exceptionally satisfied with the result.
The more outstanding Pei Sijin is, the more accomplished he feels in keeping him as a mistress.
After all, a kept mistress needs to serve a decorative purpose, and she needs to save face for him in front of others.
That way, it'll be worth the money that Young Master Zhou spent.
Seeing Zhou Xingbang leading his men to guard the place so ostentatiously, passersby stopped to watch, eager to see which celebrity the young master of the Zhou family had taken a liking to this time.
A short while later, Si Jin emerged from Xianle Palace wearing an ill-fitting black suit.
The clothes were slightly too big, draped over the boy's small shoulders, making him look even more delicate and playful.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Xingbang quickly went to greet them with the flowers in his arms.
"Jinjin, I regret it. I don't want to be with Qingmianliu anymore."
In the end, the person I love is still you.
"Would you like to come have a meal with me?"
"Have dinner with you?"
Looking at Zhou Xingbang, who was all pretentious and self-important, Si Jin couldn't help but curl a sarcastic smile:
"Young Master Zhou, isn't your usual routine for keeping a mistress just eating, playing, and sleeping together?"
You just abandoned Qingmianliu yesterday, and today you're coming to see me all excitedly. It's hard for me to believe your sincerity.
After he finished speaking, Zhou Xingbang's face froze instantly.
The hands holding the flowers gradually tightened.
His father is the president of the chamber of commerce, and he is also good-looking.
Throughout Shanghai, which singer or actress wouldn't consider it an honor to have caught the eye of Young Master Zhou?
This Pei Sijin actually dared to embarrass him in public!
Zhou Xingbang gritted his teeth and comforted himself several times, saying, "Beauty has thorns, I have to coax her properly."
Only then did he muster a little patience and ask:
"So, what do you think constitutes sincerity?"
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