She carried her load to Tianhong Academy and stayed there for an hour.
Calculating the time, Zeng Yuan should have come out of that brothel in Qingfeng Lane by now.
Zeng Yuan's family ran a gambling den. He considered himself a scholar and presented himself as refined and gentle in public, so he naturally looked down on his family's business.
In private, however, he changed his appearance and indulged in all sorts of pleasures.
When passing by a brothel, avoid women as if they were snakes or scorpions.
But secretly, he spent every night in brothels.
It's not even as good as Mu Bai's little finger.
At this moment, Su Ruanruan saw the door open and two men come out, one was Zeng Yuan, and the other was probably his attendant.
As he turned to leave, a scantily clad woman ran out of the courtyard, clung to him, and kissed him, lifting his chin.
Zeng Yuan touched her slender waist and whispered a few words to her before she smiled and ran back into the courtyard.
Zeng Yuan looked over reluctantly, and only after a while did he turn his gaze away. He straightened his clothes and resumed his elegant scholarly demeanor, looking every bit the upright gentleman.
Su Ruanruan didn't get a clear look at the alluring woman's face, but she knew that such a woman must be very capable, otherwise Zeng Yuan, who had such high standards, wouldn't be coming here every day.
Su Ruanruan followed the two at a distance until they reached the alley entrance.
Su Ruanruan mimicked Su He's voice, "Young master, young master, you dropped something."
Zeng Yuan turned around and saw a woman wearing a half-washed, pale yellow coarse cloth dress and a veiled hat walking towards him.
She was also holding a white embroidered handkerchief in her hand.
"Young master, did you drop this?"
Zeng Yuan glanced at the load on the ground not far away, and he seemed to recognize it.
This woman has been frequently selling steamed buns in front of Tianhong Academy lately.
He had no interest in steamed buns, nor did he recognize the embroidered handkerchief.
The attendant, understanding his young master's gaze, quickly said, "Get out of the way, get out of the way."
Su Ruanruan lifted the veil slightly with her bare hand, revealing half of her fresh and refined face.
“Young master, isn’t this embroidered handkerchief yours? I was presumptuous and disturbed you.”
Zeng Yuan was immediately frozen, staring blankly at the breathtaking half of her face hidden beneath the veil.
Even if he only saw one eye, half a lip, and a nose, he could imagine what an exquisite face it was.
Su Ruanruan lowered her veil and turned to leave, but he quickly grabbed her arm.
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