After finishing a grilled sausage, Meng Qingluan looked up and saw a man in white walking towards her.
The man had slightly lowered eyelids, a high nose bridge, and very light-colored lips. Every feature of his face seemed soft yet carried an aloofness that kept people at a distance.
"An An?"
Meng Qingluan called out softly, almost instinctively.
Meng Qingluan stood there, her brows furrowed.
It wasn't because I was amazed by his appearance, but because he looked so familiar...
Shen Yan's face turned cold the moment the man appeared, and she subconsciously glanced to her side.
Seeing Meng Qingluan lost in thought, Chen Yan clenched his fists.
The man saw the dazed and lost look in Meng Qingluan's eyes, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.
The man walked up to the stall, ignored Meng Qingluan, and looked directly at Chen Yan, speaking into his mouth.
"Long time no see, Ah?"
A hint of impatience flashed in Shen Yan's eyes as he answered indifferently.
"Young master is well."
“Of course,” the man nodded gently. “I’ve not called you here today to catch up, but to ask you to come to Nanfeng Pavilion and help out for a few more days.”
Meng Qingluan still didn't understand who he was, but from what he said, she roughly knew his identity.
He must be the young master of Nanfeng Pavilion, and Shen Yan seems to have served as his servant.
Meng Qingluan interjected, "If he's not going, find someone else."
The man said calmly, "Whether he goes or not is his business. It's best if Madam Meng doesn't make decisions for others so easily."
The man then said quietly, "Nanfeng Pavilion is going to hold a beauty pageant soon, and many high-ranking officials and nobles will come here to play and drink."
“I can’t handle this all by myself, otherwise I wouldn’t have come to you. Besides, it’s only a month. I’ll pay you ten taels of silver for this month.”
The man then slowly said, "These ten taels of silver are enough to save you and Meng San Niangzi from a few days of wind and sun."
Meng Qingluan frowned even more deeply.
Why did she always feel that the man's words sounded strange, especially the last sentence which had a hint of gritted teeth?
After a moment of silence, Shen Yan gave the man's reply.
"Okay, when?"
"First thing tomorrow morning."
Meng Qingluan turned around and looked at him in astonishment.
The man gave Meng Qingluan a smug look before turning around and leaving with the servant beside him.
Before leaving, the man didn't forget to leave Meng Qingluan with a message.
"Mrs. Meng, it's best not to be too greedy. If you're always looking for something better, you'll end up with nothing."
"..."
Idiot.
Meng Qingluan looked at the self-satisfied man as if he were an idiot.
Only after the man left did Meng Qingluan grab Shen Yan's arm and question him in confusion.
Why should you agree to his offer?
"What?" Shen Yan raised his head, pulled his hand back, and said sarcastically, "Are you afraid that if I go to Nanfeng Pavilion to help, it will ruin your position in Young Master Yu's heart?"
Meng Qingluan frowned. "What Young Master Yu?"
She's still called Jin Guniang.
Shen Yan glanced at her and sneered.
"I was practically glued to him just now, and now he's saying he doesn't know who Young Master Yu is..."
"My wife has such a bad memory."
Meng Qingluan scratched her face. So An'an's name here is Young Master Yu.
No, Young Master Yu…
The courtesan whom the original owner always liked seemed to be named Yu Gongzi.
Meng Qingluan slapped Shen Yan on the head, and the other looked back at her.
"What 'Young Master Jade' and 'Young Master Iron'? I didn't even recognize him just now. Maybe it's because he took off his makeup."
Meng Qingluan explained further, "I don't want you to go to Nanfeng Pavilion because your cold hasn't fully healed yet, and the crowds and noise there will make you feel uncomfortable again."
When Shen Yan heard the first half of Meng Qingluan's sentence, his eyes lit up. He looked at her in disbelief and asked calmly.
"You didn't recognize that was Young Master Yu?"
Meng Qingluan shrugged and spread her hands, answering truthfully.
"without."
“Oh…” Shen Yan turned his head and said awkwardly, “I’m sorry, I was just judging you by my own petty standards.”
Meng Qingluan patted her belly and generously expressed her opinion.
"It's alright, I'm magnanimous. A good boy is one who can admit his mistakes and correct them."
"..."
Shen Yan blushed when she heard Meng Qingluan's last words, "good baby."
Why does this person always say such cheesy and nonsensical things?
She doesn't seem like a normal woman.
Meng Qingluan patted his shoulder in dissatisfaction, "You still haven't answered my question."
Shen Yan looked at her and answered.
"Don't worry. My household registration is no longer in the hands of Nanfeng Pavilion, they wouldn't dare to do anything to me."
"Besides, we can earn ten taels of silver a month, and our lives will be better."
Meng Qingluan retorted.
"We still have the thirty taels of silver that our aunt and the others gave us, isn't that enough?"
Shen Yan thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "I also want to help you lighten your burden. I'm a useless scholar, and this is all I can do."
Chen Yan lowered his voice and looked down forlornly.
"Do you dislike me? Are you afraid I'm not clean?"
"I didn't, I didn't, I can't do it, don't wrong me."
Meng Qingluan opened her eyes wide and quickly denied it three times.
He compromised, saying, "Okay, I can go!"
“But!” Meng Qingluan counted on her fingers seriously, “If you encounter danger, run away; if you’re too tired, go home. I’ll wait for you at the entrance of Nanfeng Pavilion every night!”
"Mm!" Shen Yan nodded seriously. "Okay."
Meng Qingluan clapped her hands, finally satisfied.
Satisfied on the other side, the man in the restaurant toyed with his teacup in frustration.
That's it?
"..."
"That's it? That's it?"
Eleven: "Mm."
"Tsk," the man shook his head in disappointment, "I thought Fifth Brother was willing to spend a fortune to win a smile, but he just left after saying a few words?"
"Let's give our evaluation for the National Day holiday."
Eleven replied after careful consideration, "Is the Fifth Prince using the 'playing hard to get' tactic? Pretending not to care, but actually deliberately trying to lure that woman into a trap."
The man took a sip of tea and said with disdain.
"Stingy".
"..."
"Extremely stingy."
"..."
"But why does this woman eat so deliciously?" the man asked blankly. "Eleven, what does that grilled sausage taste like?"
Eleven replied blankly, "This subordinate does not know."
The man took out a small silver ingot from his pocket and tossed it up casually; Eleven nimbly caught it.
"Buy one, bring it up."
"yes."
With a light step, Shi Yi landed gracefully from the second floor and arrived at Meng Qingluan's stall in no time.
Meng Qingluan was enjoying her meal when, in the blink of an eye, she saw a man dressed in black with a blank expression.
Chen Yan caught a whiff of sandalwood fragrance, and combined it with the man's footsteps, looked at the newcomer warily.
Meng Qingluan was startled, but quickly smiled and asked.
"Sir, would you like to buy some grilled sausages?"
"One."
The man answered coldly and slapped the small silver ingot directly in front of Meng Qingluan.
Meng Qingluan picked up the small scale, weighed the money, and was about to cut off the excess silver when the man spoke again.
"No need, you can have the extra."
Meng Qingluan's smile was harder to suppress than an AK's, and she grinned.
"Thank you, sir."
Where did this landlord's foolish son come from? How wonderful!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com