Wang Xiangxiang’s eyes were shining as she was amazed by Xiaoxiao’s business tactics. "How could she be so capable?" she wondered. Seeing that Xiaoxiao had finally taken a rest, Wang Xiangxiang hurriedly stepped forward, "Xiaoxiao, what on earth is going on?"
Not only was Wang Xiangxiang puzzled, but Chu Lian was also very confused. A person who had disappeared for five days had suddenly become the owner of Yixiang Courtyard—it was utterly inconceivable.
Xiaoxiao didn’t answer their questions and instead asked anxiously, "Where is my husband? Why hasn’t he come?"
"You were lost at the Marriage Fate Temple; he was frantic with worry, constantly searching for you outside. He’s probably gone to another place by now," Chu Lian explained.
Xiaoxiao felt a bit downcast; she had not seen Yang Ming for several days and missed him. On reflection, it made sense—she had gone missing, so he must have been driven mad with worry.
"You still haven’t said what happened," Wang Xiangxiang asked again.
Xiaoxiao glanced at the hall where people had not yet left. Such matters should not be overheard by others, so she whispered, "Let’s go inside and talk in detail."
Wang Xiangxiang caught Xiaoxiao’s drift and was just about to follow her when she saw someone in the hall looking at her. Her brow furrowed and she walked over to the person, "Why haven’t you left? Do you want to call for a girl? Should I help you find one from the Chunfeng Pavilion across the street?"
The person didn’t care about Wang Xiangxiang’s teasing and started to tease her back, "What act are you putting on? Dressing like neither a man nor a woman, and even coming to a brothel—do you like women?"
"..." Hearing this, Wang Xiangxiang was so angry she didn’t want to talk anymore and turned to walk away, heading back towards Xiaoxiao.
When the man saw Wang Xiangxiang leaving, he quickly followed, continuing to say, "I mean, look at you, this one’s not right, that one’s not right—for all these years, turns out you like women, huh?"
Wang Xiangxiang was really infuriated, forgetting where she was; she turned around and shouted loudly at him, "I don’t like women, I like men. Men!"
Her outburst successfully drew everyone’s attention. Imagine the awkwardness of someone dressed in men’s clothes, shouting that they didn’t like women but liked men.
However, Wang Xiangxiang had already forgotten that she was dressed in men’s clothing. She stormed back, but her outburst did not stop the man from coming closer either, as he continued saying, "Fine, fine, fine, my little mistress, you like men. Are you happy now?"
This way of speaking made Chu Lian even more disgusted; he felt as if his position had been usurped. His expression turned ugly as he spoke to Wang Xiangxiang in a measured tone, "Who is this person? Aren’t you going to introduce us?"
Chu Lian’s cold tone took Wang Xiangxiang aback.
Before she could introduce them, the man spoke up first, "I am Guo Feng. We have a childhood friendship."
Wang Xiangxiang glared at him, "Childhood friendship my foot, nobody will think you are mute if you stay quiet."
"Hey, hey, hey, we’ve known each other since we were kids. If we aren’t childhood friends, what are we?"
"Hey, you need to have a conscience when you speak. We just met half a month ago."
The two of them continued their unrestrained banter, completely disregarding the person beside them. By now, Chu Lian beside them had a face dark as coal.