“If the Mr. Shen the old man is talking about is Shen Guiwu, then I am him.”
Sheng Wu raised her lips slightly and admitted it calmly.
“Um, Mrs. Shen, what I just said…I…”
The old tailor was speechless for a moment and felt a headache coming on. After all, he didn't know whether Chen Guiwu wanted Sheng Wu to know that the cheongsam was made by him.
Judging from Mrs. Shen’s expression, she probably just found out now. What a sin!
Sheng Wu saw his embarrassment, but did not make things difficult for him. She just pursed her lips and smiled.
"Don't worry, old sir. I won't say much to Gui Wu."
After saying that, she turned around and glanced at Chunxi who was shrinking his head beside her.
"Chunxi, let's go. We won't buy it."
"Oh, okay!" Chunxi followed immediately, somewhat hesitantly.
And the old tailor did not try to keep Sheng Wu.
"Then Mrs. Shen, take care."
After Shengwu and Chunxi left the tailor shop, Chunxi followed behind cautiously with his shoulders hunched, not daring to speak.
Sheng Wu's charming face was cold as she walked in front. After being silent for a while, she suddenly asked.
“So, all the cheongsams in my closet were made by Shen Guiwu himself?”
"......ah."
Chunxi subconsciously spoke softly, then looking at Shengwu's cold eyes, she really didn't dare to lie. She bit her lower lip and hesitated for a second before nodding honestly.
"Yes, it was all done by the master, but he said there was no need for you to know." Although she didn't understand why, it was obvious that the lady would be more touched if she knew about this thoughtfulness, right?
After Sheng Wu received the expected answer, her face remained expressionless, but her eyes moved slightly.
No wonder, on the inside of the cuffs of each of her cheongsams, there is a specially embroidered word “兀” (Charming).
After that, Shengwu didn't ask any more questions, as if it was just a small episode. Then she continued to take Chunxi for a walk on the street and bought some pastries.
"Madam, this osmanthus cake is the most delicious."
When Chunxi heard Shengwu asking about osmanthus cake, she immediately took her to a pastry shop. After all, she listened to her master and hid many things from her wife, which made her feel a little guilty.
Sheng Wu followed her to the outside of the pastry shop and smelled the fresh and elegant scent of osmanthus cake.
"Then let's go with this one. Buy... five."
"......OK."
Hearing this, Chunxi looked up in surprise, but after thinking about the other people in the Shen family, he guessed that she was going to bring a copy back for the eldest young master and the others. The lady was so kind.
Chunxi was negotiating with the pastry shop owner, and Shengwu, who was standing aside waiting, suddenly noticed something out of the corner of her eye.
She raised her eyebrows and saw that Chunxi was still negotiating. She silently moved in a certain direction casually.
"Second Young Master, what do you think of this hairpin? Do you want to change to another style?"
Outside a jewelry store, Zhang Feng, who had been teased by Sheng Wu before, was looking at the jewelry with two servants.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng, who was dressed in a stylish suit and had a slicked-back hair, looking like a very young gentleman, glanced at the tacky gold hairpin in the shopkeeper's hand and could not help but frowning in disgust.
"Tsk, this hairpin is so tacky, change it for another one!" This hairpin is made entirely of gold, how can it be worthy of his goddess.
Although he had never seen the goddess since that day, he went to ask the lower grades but got no news at all, and the Academic Affairs Office had no information about the goddess's academic status.
But Zhang Feng missed her day and night, and always felt like his heart was going to jump out when he thought of her, so when he saw a jewelry store today, he thought of buying a hairpin in case he met her one day.
Maybe he could even give it to her!
Hearing this, the shopkeeper looked helpless. He had seen so many hairpins, but the young master was still not satisfied. But there was nothing he could do. The Zhang family was rich, so he could only sigh in his heart and prepare to get another hairpin.
As the shopkeeper just turned sideways, a faint fragrance seemed to come from the air, like the scent of cherry blossoms.
"Shopkeeper, I want to see the hairpin in your hand." A soft and cold voice like the Wu dialect sounded, making people feel clear in their ears.
Hearing this, the shopkeeper subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the voice, and his eyes were immediately filled with surprise.
Zhang Feng, who remembered the voice, showed some emotion on his face. He immediately turned his head and looked over, his eyes suddenly lighting up.
"Goddess!" He actually saw her again!
Sheng Wu was seen wearing a simple and elegant off-white cheongsam with gardenia patterns, and the branches were slightly outlined with light pink silver threads. Her graceful figure with slightly curly and shiny long hair was enough to attract attention even from the back. When the eyes looked up to see her face clearly, she was even more beautiful, leaving people speechless.
Even the light on her was dimmed a little and became a foil.
Sheng Wu looked over, as if she was not sure if he was calling her. She subconsciously looked around herself. Seeing no one, she asked politely in a strange way.
"Hello, do I know you?"
Zhang Feng was heartbroken. The goddess he had been thinking about no longer remembered him, but it didn't matter. He quickly adjusted his facial expression, excited but suppressing his joy.
"Don't you remember me? Last time at school you asked me to borrow those drama equipment. I'm Zhang Feng!"
"Zhang Feng..."
Hearing this, Sheng Wu tilted her face slightly, her eyes thoughtful as if she was recalling something. Fortunately, under Zhang Feng's nervous and expectant gaze, she suddenly seemed to have an epiphany.
He smiled slightly, "Oh, I remember now, it's you." He paused, "Thank you so much for last time."
Zhang Feng felt a little embarrassed by the smile on Sheng Wu's face. He pursed his lips and shook his head politely.
"No, no, it's just a small matter."
He caught a glimpse of the hairpin in the shopkeeper's hand, and remembered Sheng Wu's question just now, so he spoke quickly.
"By the way, do you want this hairpin?"
Sheng Wu looked over, glanced at the gold and jade hairpin, nodded slightly, and said with a smile.
"Well, I think it has a great design and I want to buy it as a gift."
When Zhang Feng heard that she didn't wear it herself, he looked a little disappointed, but he concealed it in time and quickly agreed.
"Then we are really in sync. I think this hairpin is beautiful too!"
Shopkeeper: "..." That's not what you just said...
"By the way, junior sister, I still had time to ask your name last time. I asked around at school for a long time but no one had seen you. I almost thought I remembered it wrong." Zhang Feng smiled gently and continued to inquire about Sheng Wu's news.
Unexpectedly, Shengwu had just opened her mouth, and before she could say anything, Chunxi came over with five bags of osmanthus cake.
"Madam, I've bought it." In the blink of an eye, the madam disappeared. After searching for a while, fortunately she was not lost.
"?!" Zhang Feng's pupils suddenly trembled when he heard Chunxi calling Shengwu.
"You, what did you call her?!"
Madam! She's married!
Chunxi didn't know Zhang Feng, but seeing that he seemed to know his wife, he had to respond politely.
"This is my wife."
Sheng Wu's gentle eyes caught a glimpse of the light and shadow in his eyes. Her eyebrows curved, and a devilish smile flashed in the depths of her gentle eyes. She didn't say anything.
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