"I...I..." she didn’t know what she was here for.
It was just that yesterday, in the town, after hearing what Wang Family’s sister-in-law had said, Gao Fengfeng felt an impulse to come and explain herself to Ye Gaosheng.
She had pondered over it for most of the night, and before dawn, she had risen when everyone in her family was still asleep and slipped out to head straight for Wangshan Village.
Not until she arrived at the Ye Family’s gate and saw Ye Gaosheng in person did she realize that she didn’t understand what she was here to do!
Ye Gaosheng, preoccupied with his own concerns, seemed somewhat impatient, "Miss Gao, if there’s nothing important, please go back. I’m still busy."
When Ye Gaosheng uttered those words, he truly meant no disrespect to the girl; he was genuinely busy.
However, Gao Fengfeng looked urgently distressed, about to cry.
Inside, Miss Qing Yue suddenly came out with a smile on her lips and greeted Ye Gaosheng with a slight bow, "Fourth Master, you’re up early?"
"Miss Qing Yue, are you going out?" Compared to his impatience with Gao Fengfeng, Ye Gaosheng was now restrained and shy, even his tone hinted at a desire to please.
Qing Yue looked at Ye Gaosheng, and the tenderness in her eyes had already deeply captivated him.
But Qing Yue turned her attention to Gao Fengfeng, "Fourth Master, you need not be so polite, just call me Qingyue."
"Qing...Qingyue..." Happiness had come so swiftly that Ye Gaosheng could hardly believe it.
And Gao Fengfeng, with a look of utter dejection and a voice tinged with tears, said, "I...I have things to attend to at home, so I must be going."
Gao Fengfeng wasn’t overly beautiful, but her features were delicate and attractive, especially today when she had taken the effort to dress up, wearing her only garment without any patches.
Yet, in the face of Qingyue, whose beauty and tenderness were so entrancing, Gao Fengfeng already felt at a disadvantage just by her presence alone, not to mention Qingyue’s attire.
In October, the weather in Shuangxi Town had turned exceptionally cold, and Qingyue wore a light blue traditional jacket under a fiery red cape with a fur collar, looking gentle and dignified.
From afar, she resembled a celestial maiden descended from the heavens, making Gao Fengfeng feel so inferior she couldn’t even lift her head.
Observing Gao Fengfeng flee with a sobbing voice, Qingyue’s eyebrows rose slightly.
It was just a little girl, after all. She hadn’t even made a move; merely standing there was enough to send someone running away in panic.
Wasn’t this making her seem a bit too harsh?
Ye Gaosheng hadn’t noticed Gao Fengfeng’s departure at all, his mind completely immersed in the memory of Miss Qing Yue softly telling him, he did not need to be polite, calling her Qingyue would suffice.
Happiness had arrived so quickly that he was caught unprepared.
"Qing...Qingyue, about last night’s matter, you..."
Ye Gaosheng had just started to ask to clarify and make plans, when he saw Qingyue suddenly wipe the smile off her face and say to him formally and distantly, "It’s cold outside, Qingyue will head back first. Fourth Master, please do as you wish."
Looking at Qingyue’s retreating figure, Ye Gaosheng: "..."
What exactly did Miss Qing Yue mean? Was she interested or indifferent?
Such capricious behavior left him utterly confused.
Gao Fengfeng’s visit was but a minor episode, creating barely a ripple in their lives.
And that day, a perplexed Ye Gaosheng didn’t go to find Ye Jiu.
It wasn’t until several days later, when Ye Jiu noticed that Ye Gaosheng still hadn’t taken any action, that he found a moment when no one was around and quietly asked Ye Gaosheng, "Fourth Brother, why haven’t you asked Mother to propose to Sister Qingyue? With her outstanding qualities, if you take too long, she might be snatched away by someone else."