In short, all he wanted was her body.
Su Ruanruan walked the whole way, and he followed her the whole way.
He even asked his attendants to help Su Ruanruan carry her load, but Su Ruanruan refused.
For two days in a row, wherever Su Ruanruan appeared, she would run into Zeng Yuan by chance, and he always maintained a humble attitude.
He can put on a facade, but he's just as wild at night. He ravages the beautiful women in the dark alleys time and time again.
That day, after selling her steamed buns, Su Ruanruan went to the jade shop where she had led Su He in that day.
Upon seeing the girl wearing a veiled hat and recognizing her voice, the shopkeeper sighed.
“Young lady, this jade pendant with emerald flowers and butterfly leaves is only three taels of silver, and I can’t go any lower! You said the other day that it’s exactly the same as your mother’s keepsake, and this pendant is only available in my shop. Once it’s gone, it’ll be gone.”
Su Ruanruan clenched her hands tightly, pretending to be giving a final prick, "Please, shopkeeper, have mercy and give me a discount."
The shopkeeper waved his hand, and the waiter stepped forward to ask Su Ruanruan to leave.
Su Ruanruan knew that Zeng Yuan was nearby, and she was waiting for the opportunity to be in the same frame as him in the jade shop.
But before she could see Zeng Yuan, she met the person she least wanted to see.
"What's wrong?" Huo Yan was patrolling the street when he heard the commotion inside the shop.
Seeing that the head constable had been alerted, the shopkeeper quickly put on a smiling face and said, "It's nothing. It's just that this young lady took a fancy to a jade pendant and wanted me to sell it to her cheaply. I can't do a business at a loss, so I can only ask her to leave."
Huo Yan glanced at the silent woman standing to the side; she wore a veil, obscuring her face.
However, her attire and height seem to be very similar to the woman I saw at the Fengshui Bridge before.
Back then, you could always see her selling steamed buns around Mu Xiucai.
Huo Yan suddenly remembered the carrying pole he had seen at the door earlier.
"Are you the woman who sells steamed buns at Fengshui Bridge?"
Su Ruanruan nodded hesitantly, "It's me."
A side note:
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