It’s true that I should concede, but her words and actions are far from submissive.
No wonder she behaves this way, after all, Shen Hua could not find a reason why Cui Yun would refuse her.
Cui Rong looked at Shen Hua several times with difficulty and caution, whispering: "Don’t lend to her."
Cui Rong was worried: "Grandmother said that although our family’s foundation is solid, you, Uncle, have never spent lavishly outside, and you are saving your salary to marry Aunt."
Under the influence of Cui Xuan Family, Cui Rong clearly knows that getting married is a major joyous event for the family. There must be no mistakes.
Shen Hua: "I will return it."
"But what if my uncle marries Aunt today? If so, the silver note won’t be enough, wouldn’t that delay things?"
Shen Hua: "Marriage isn’t a one-time deal."
She glared sidelong at Cui Rong, who seemed too clever for his age.
"Besides, you think too highly of your uncle."
Yan Mi avoids Cui Yun significantly; if Cui Yun wants to marry her, he needs to show a lot of sincerity.
Cui Yun leisurely lifted the corner of his sleeve, picked up the teapot, and poured the boiling tea; amidst the rising steam, he was warming a porcelain bowl.
Although it was a very ordinary action, his every move was extremely graceful.
He glanced up: "Is this how Miss Shen asks for favors?"
Shen Hua’s heart grew cold.
As time slowly passed, her eyes became sour, and her expression changed from entitlement to bewilderment.
She pursed her lips doubtfully, as if in disbelief.
"Are you really going to take advantage of my vulnerability and make me kneel to you?"
Unexpectedly, you are such a person, Cui Yun!
Aren’t you a gentleman!
Cui Yun’s expression was unreadable, his voice void of any emotion: "Miss Shen, what kind of person do you think I am? It’s just that the silver taels I brought with me this time are not much."
Shen Hua breathed a sigh of relief and said awkwardly: "I ordered a table of dishes, we can eat together. If there’s not one thousand taels, two hundred taels will do as well."
Cui Yun said gently: "That’s inappropriate, men and women should not be too close."
"The world is noisy, there are many who gossip, and even more who stay silent. Even Marquis, though noble, had his share of difficulties when he first became Minister of Ministry of Justice."
Shen Hua preached a whole series of principles.
"I am only a girl, unable to possess the saintly concern for the whole world. My selfish thoughts are strong, so I only know not to care too much about others’ opinions at my own expense, therefore, I can only trouble Marquis."
She then turned proudly to the waiter.
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Seeing Cui Yun warming Cui Rong’s bowl in such a natural manner, Shen Hua pushed the bowl in front of her towards him: "This meal! I’ll treat!"
He treated him like a servant. For a moment, he didn’t know whether to be angry or to laugh.
Shen Hua really could lower his bottom line time and again.
If she’s not afraid for her reputation, why should he worry?
The man squinted his eyes, the temperature around him suddenly dropped a few degrees, his thin lips slightly curved, particularly chilly. His voice, cold yet pleasing.
"Thank you for your generosity, Miss Shen."
The dishes were somewhat spicy, Cui Rong ate until his forehead was sweaty, the tea on the table was scalding, and the waiter was running up and down, busy as ever. Cui Yun stood up, intending to get some warm water from the counter.
Halfway there, Ji Ge stubbornly blocked his way.
Seeing him, Cui Yun was not at all surprised.
"Seventh Prince, following me all the way here, those who don’t know might think you have ulterior motives."
Ji Ge held back a belly full of words: "Cui Yun, I used to think you were just a hypocrite, but I didn’t expect you to be so shameless. I won’t mention other things, but how could you let Shen treat you to the meal?"
"What shortage of silver money? Only she would believe such nonsense! Others might not know, but I know that this restaurant is under your name! You did this on purpose!"
"I just want to ask you, do you feel guilty at all?"
Cui Yun’s eyes flickered a few times, a gleam of deep chill and mystery passing over.
"First time being a freeloader."
The man rarely relaxed his brows, a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.
"...The taste is not bad."
Ji Ge: ??? You’re not just a hypocrite, you’re downright twisted.
Seeing that Cui Yun had not returned for a long time, Shen Hua could not help but sigh heavily.
Cui Rong, with his face oily from the food and sweating from the spice, asked: "What’s wrong?"
Shen Hua: "Just envious."
"Envious of some people, mooching meals and even a coffin."
Shen Hua: "I must say, your uncle’s luck is extremely good."