Su Liuer talked about business matters with Jing Qingrong, so the meal took a while.
After finishing the discussion, she said goodbye and went back to the shop, which was already busy with afternoon business at that time.
After Su Liuer left, Jing Qingrong stood by the window, looking in the direction of the street. He waited until Su Liuer passed from his sight and gradually walked away until she could no longer be seen, then he returned to the table and sat down.
Compared to his sickly and haggard appearance in the past two days, he now looked rosy-cheeked and looked better than the breeze.
Qingfeng's face looked pale and worried at this time.
He was really worried about his young master. It was obvious that Madam Su didn't think much about it and had no intention in that regard at all. Every time she talked enthusiastically with the young master, the topic was business and making money. How could she have any idea of cultivating feelings?
His son is wishful thinking.
It's unrequited love.
But at this moment, his son was still recalling the pleasant "business negotiation" process, with a smile on his face, which made him really unable to bear it.
Qingfeng raised his hand and pounded his chest. He felt heartbroken, depressed, and embarrassed.
"Why do you look so sad? I'm not feeling unwell at all now, are you unhappy?" Jing Qingrong's eyebrows were smiling, and the ending tone of his voice was rising when he spoke to Qingfeng.
Qingfeng forced himself to put on a proper smile and nodded, "I'm glad. Young Master, you're in good health and in a good mood. Qingfeng is naturally happy."
Jing Qingrong looked at Qingfeng, frowning slightly, and asked curiously, "Qingfeng, have you been worried recently? Don't try to hide it from my discerning eyes. Whether you have something on your mind or not, you can't hide it from me. Tell me honestly, have you fallen in love with a girl recently? Do you want to get married?"
Qingfeng: ...
It was obvious that he liked the girl and wanted to get married, but he still dragged him into it!
"I'm just worried about Madam. You left without saying goodbye this time. Maybe not only Madam, but Master might be unhappy too."
Qingfeng was not just talking nonsense. If the master and his mistress knew that the young master had taken a fancy to Madam Su, he couldn't even imagine the consequences.
Jing Qingrong smiled innocently and said, "Father has always supported me to travel more outside so that I can stand on my own as soon as possible. As for Mother, as long as I am safe outside, you don't have to worry about me. If they didn't want me to come out, they would have sent someone to take me back long ago, but they haven't come yet."
"Sir, what you said makes sense. I'll send someone up to clean up first." Qingfeng found an excuse and went out.
He really didn't want to break the young master's beautiful fantasy, nor did he want to expose his current feelings for Madam Su.
Why.
I just don't know how long this layer of window paper can last. Judging from the enthusiasm of his young master now, it will probably be broken soon.
I really don't know whether I should expect Madam Su to agree or reject it harshly.
Qingfeng walked in the corridor, shaking his head and sighing, feeling that his hair was turning white with worry.
"Qingfeng." Old Zhou just came up from downstairs carrying Jing Qingrong's medicine.
Qingfeng took a look at the steaming medicine and said to Lao Zhou, "Lao Zhou, there's no need to give this medicine to the young master. He had a good appetite at noon today and looks much better now. He doesn't need to take the medicine."
Madam Su is the panacea that can cure the young master's lovesickness.
Old Zhou nodded, pulled Qingfeng aside, and whispered, "Young Master's illness is due to not having seen Madam Su in the past few days, right? So when Madam Su came, he immediately recovered?"
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