Chapter 275 You and Ah Huan are not compatible
Zheng Qibai turned his eyes away in panic, but couldn't help but peek, and ended up meeting Shangyu Qinghuan's half-smile.
He was so nervous that his voice was hoarse, "I didn't..."
His tone was obviously guilty.
A handkerchief is such a private thing. Sister Yu was kind enough to lend it to him. How could he think of keeping it for himself?
Sister Yu must be unhappy now.
The more Zheng Qibai thought about it, the more uncomfortable, annoyed, and conflicted he felt.
Yu Qinghuan raised the corners of her lips slightly, with a lazy and playful look in the corners of her eyes. She saw through his thoughts, but only revealed half of them. She looked at him with interest.
Zheng Qibai clenched the handkerchief in his hand helplessly, his palms sweating and his arms stiff. He wanted to return the handkerchief, but was reluctant to do so.
Seeing him like this, Yu Qinghuan tilted her head and smiled slightly. The pearl hairpin hanging in her black hair swayed gently, making her already bright face even more charming.
"Well, it's just a handkerchief. Since the young master likes it, just keep it."
Her voice was light, but she didn't sound like she was joking.
Zheng Qibai's head buzzed and he was completely stunned.
Seeing Shangyu Qinghuan's smile, his breathing stopped and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. He opened his mouth, but felt his throat dry and even breathing became difficult.
"Really...really?"
Yu Qinghuan: "Yeah."
It's just a handkerchief, not some underwear like a bellyband.
But seeing Zheng Qibai's flushed face, Yu Qinghuan suddenly leaned forward and asked in confusion, "Young Master, why is your face so red... Are you sick?"
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to touch Zheng Qibai's forehead, but before she touched it, she stopped, as if she realized that this was inappropriate.
"Probably not."
Zheng Qibai watched helplessly as the hand that was about to touch his forehead was withdrawn, and he felt empty in his heart.
He wanted to put the handkerchief into his sleeve, but he felt embarrassed in front of Yu Qinghuan, fearing that Yu Qinghuan would see through his thoughts.
But what Zheng Qibai didn't know was that Yu Qinghuan had already seen through it, and even thought he was innocent and his reaction was interesting.
He blushed so much after just a few jokes. He is different from those old men whose faces are as thick as city walls.
No wonder Chen Niao likes him. This simple young man is quite interesting.
But he was a young man from a respectable family after all, so Yu Qinghuan restrained himself and stopped joking.
Outside the pavilion, Sang Ru watched this scene and shook her head repeatedly. This Mr. Zheng was simply meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of the girl.
The girl has really been led astray by the second master, and now she is teasing such an innocent young man.
...
That evening, when Yu Qinghuan was about to leave, Zheng Qingrong sent her to the door and talked to her for a long time.
"Aniao is not here, please tell me where you live so that I can come and talk to you."
Yu Qinghuan naturally couldn't say that she was now living in the Cheng Mansion, as that would somewhat tarnish Cheng Gongjin's reputation. "I'll come to see you often. The doctor also said that I need to move around more."
Seeing that she refused to tell him where she lived, Zheng Qingrong guessed that she might have some difficulties and couldn't say it, so she didn't ask any more questions.
"If my brother offends you in some way today, please don't take it personally. He has no bad intentions."
She was really afraid that Yu Qinghuan would see through her brother's thoughts and would never come to play with her again.
Hearing Zheng Qingrong mention Zheng Qibai, Yu Qinghuan smiled, "Don't worry, your brother has a simple personality, speaks sweetly, is very well-behaved, and is quite likable."
Zheng Qingrong: “?”
Simple, well-behaved, sweet-talking, and likable...
"Are you talking about my brother?"
Zheng Qingrong was skeptical about Yu Qinghuan's words. She didn't know how many times she had been irritated by this little bastard. Even her father couldn't do anything about this little bastard, and her mother had been so angry many times that she wanted to stuff this little bastard back into her stomach.
Watching Yu Qinghuan get on the carriage, Zheng Qingrong sighed: Ah Huan is so polite, he really has a kind heart.
When the carriage drove away, she turned around and went back home, only to meet her brother's eager gaze, staring at the receding carriage, and was speechless.
"You'd better keep your thoughts to yourself. You and Ah Huan are not a good match. If father knew your feelings, he would break your legs!"
Zheng Qibai was dissatisfied, thinking that although Zheng Qingrong appeared to be having a good chat with Yu Qinghuan, she actually looked down on Yu Qinghuan.
"Why are Sister Yu and I not a good match? She just married the wrong person. It's inevitable for women to marry the wrong person. I don't care about these things. Sister, you said such prejudiced words, which really chilled Sister Yu's heart!"
Zheng Qingrong looked at her brother like a fool. "She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is smart and beautiful. Even the man in the palace wants to marry her."
She glanced at her brother with disdain, "Look at yourself. You're neither good at literature nor martial arts, and you don't work hard. You go out fooling around all day, you're not good-looking, you're still young and irresponsible, how can you be a good match for her?"
If my father knew that my brother had such feelings for the person he liked in the palace, breaking his legs would be the least of his worries.
Even if we don’t mention the one in the palace, there is still the second master of the Xie family in front of us, so it’s not my younger brother’s turn.
Zheng Qingrong's words were like knives, stabbing Zheng Qibai, causing his heart to ache again and again, and he felt like he was about to break.
I thought Ajie was prejudiced against Sister Yu, but it turned out that she was prejudiced against herself.
He lowered his head, feeling a little depressed, "...Am I as bad as you say?"
Zheng Qingrong choked, "......"
She felt that she had been quite tactful.
Zheng Qingrong: "Anyway, just keep your thoughts to yourself and don't let others see it."
Zheng Qibai said in a low voice: "I understand."
...
When we returned to Cheng's house, it was already dark.
Yu Qinghuan got off the carriage and went straight to Cheng Gongjin's yard. Before he entered, he heard the voice of Butler Yang.
"Master, if the young master comes today, will you stop him from seeing Miss Yu?"
Cheng Gongjin said calmly, "They are in love with each other, why stop them?"
Housekeeper Yang was stunned for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good. I've seen you getting close to Miss Yu these past two days, and I thought you were trying to snatch her from the young master!"
He was really scared, fearing that the two would turn against each other, although he also hoped that the master would have someone close to him.
Cheng Gongjin's fingers tightened slightly around the account book, and he raised his eyes and glanced at Butler Yang slowly, "So what if they robbed it?"
With a "bang", the account book in Butler Yang's hand fell to the ground.
He stared blankly at the master in front of him, then hurriedly went to pick up the account book on the ground. For a moment, he didn't know whether what Cheng Gongjin had just said was true or a joke.
Yu Qinghuan stood at the gate of the courtyard, not knowing whether to go in or not.
She didn't mean to eavesdrop, but she heard that sentence. Although it was not very kind, the old man's self-righteous and superior tone when he said it was somewhat tempting.
At this moment, Cheng Gongjin's voice came out, "How long are you going to stand at the door?"
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