Zheng Wanqing was quick-witted and quick-handed. She dodged sideways and easily avoided the boss's attempt to snatch her thing.
At this time, the people watching the excitement around also reacted. Seeing this, several gentlemen in long gowns immediately stepped forward to stop the boss from getting close to Zheng Wanqing.
Zheng Wanqing bowed slightly and thanked the gentlemen who stopped the boss, and then continued: "I think he has probably used this method to blackmail many girls. It's just that he met this girl who argued with reason today, so he made a big fuss about it."
Just as he finished speaking, a young lady's voice came from the crowd: "I was looking at jewelry here some time ago and encountered a similar situation. At that time, the boss insisted that I broke the item, and I thought it was really my fault, but I just touched it lightly."
When everyone heard this, they were immediately filled with indignation and started pushing and shoving the boss, cursing at him.
The boss was surrounded by the crowd and panicked. He didn't know what to do. The crowd was getting bigger and bigger, and the situation was a little out of control. The police received the news and rushed to understand the situation. They immediately arrested the owner of the jewelry store.
When the storm subsided, only Zheng Wanqing and the girl in the light yellow cheongsam were left in front of the shop.
The autumn wind blew a strand of hair off the girl's temples. She bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you, Madam, for your righteous words."
"You're welcome," Zheng Wanqing looked at the energetic girl in front of her, and admired her courage. She stared at the girl's face, and the more she looked, the more familiar she felt. She couldn't help but wonder: "Girl, I think you look familiar, maybe we have met somewhere before?"
After hearing this, the girl hesitated for a moment, her eyes sparkling with a bright light, and said, "Maybe Madam has been to the theater on Shuangwei Street and watched a play called "The Peony Pavilion"?"
When Zheng Wanqing heard this, she immediately recalled the day when she and Xie Yun watched a play in the theater. When she was about to ask the girl how she knew this, the face of the female role in "The Peony Pavilion" instantly appeared in her mind. She looked at the beautiful face in front of her again, and it just happened to overlap with Du Liniang on the stage.
"Bai Mu?" Zheng Wanqing blurted out.
Zheng Wanqing recalled the wonderful performance that day and praised it sincerely, "You acted so well. Every gesture showed the charm of Du Liniang. My husband and I were fascinated by it."
"That's the stage name given by the troupe owner. Thank you for your support, Madam." The girl smiled softly with her hands covering her lips, dimples appeared on her cheeks, but then, as if she remembered something, her smile suddenly stopped, her expression a little sad, "Madam, you can also call me Liu Tingting. I wonder what your name is, Madam?"
"My name is Zheng Wanqing, just call me Wanqing." Zheng Wanqing replied with a smile.
When Liu Tingting heard the name, she was quite shocked. She couldn't help but look at Zheng Wanqing's face carefully again, thinking to herself, it turned out to be the young lady...
"Miss Liu," Zheng Wanqing saw that she hadn't said anything for a while, so she called her softly, "Have you been rehearsing recently? I was thinking of watching you perform again."
Liu Tingting looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and finally shook her head gently, saying in a low voice: "I am no longer in the play."
Zheng Wanqing widened her eyes in surprise when she heard this, "Why?"
Isn't she the mainstay of the troupe? How could she suddenly stop performing? Without her, how could the troupe continue to perform?
Before Liu Tingting could answer, a man in a black silk shorts came up quickly and shouted to Liu Tingting, "Fourth Grandma, it's time to go home."
Zheng Wanqing looked at the man's attire and was startled. He was clearly a member of the Qing Gang...
Could it be that Liu Tingting has become Zhao Qingshan’s fourth concubine?
"I'll leave first, Sister Wanqing. Thank you so much for helping me today. I will definitely come to visit you to express my gratitude in the future."
Liu Tingting bowed to Zheng Wanqing again, then turned around and left with the man.
Zheng Wanqing looked at the yellow cheongsam disappearing in the crowd, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, with a myriad of thoughts in her mind...
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