Chapter 385: Chapter 385 Cross-Dressed Female General VS Stunning Vixen (Part Seven) Chapter 385: Chapter 385 Cross-Dressed Female General VS Stunning Vixen (Part Seven) The young gentleman who spoke was wearing lavish attire, and even in the height of autumn, he still held a folding fan, feigning elegance.
Gu Shengyin studied him closely, noting that while his features could barely pass for handsome, his complexion was somewhat pale and sickly, and his steps seemed unsteady–likely the result of overindulgence in sensual pleasures.
Gu Shengyin always felt he looked familiar.
Across from him was an inconspicuous green carriage, its curtains drawn, driven by a bearded man in his forties.
The moment Gu Shengyin saw this man, a shiver ran through her heart.
A warrior’s intuition told her that he was a master.
At this moment, the young gentleman spoke again, “Do you know how much silver my clothes are worth? People like you probably couldn’t repay it in an entire lifetime!”
His robe had only been splattered with a bit of dust at the hem, hardly noticeable unless one looked closely.
Gu Shengyin heard some people discussing nearby.
“How pitiful, to have encountered the Devil Incarnate.”
“Indeed… He must have lost silver at the gambling house again, feeling vexed right now, and ended up walking straight into the muzzle of a gun.”
“…Alas, who can he blame when his father is the Marquis?”
Hearing this, Gu Shengyin suddenly remembered who the young gentleman was.
The well-known profligate in the Capital City, the late-born son of Marquis Baocheng, Huo Jiabao.
Gu Shengyin recalled this notorious libertine because he, being indiscriminate in his sexual preferances, had one time also set his sights on Fu Yunzhen in casual attire, and even harbored untoward intentions, thinking of forcing himself upon him.
As one might expect, Fu Yunzhen had severely beaten him, afterward ordering his people to strip Huo Jiabao to his undergarments and send him back to Marquis Baocheng’s mansion tied up.
The heart of Marquis Baocheng was aching, but after learning of his son’s misdeeds, he still had to bring generous gifts and personally visit the General’s Mansion to apologize.
Gu Shengyin felt that having such a son was truly a misfortune for Marquis Baocheng’s family.
Just as she was about to step forward, she heard a clear and melodious voice coming from the carriage.
“Since it was my servant who soiled the gentleman’s clothes, we should admittedly take responsibility. Compensating the gentleman with a set should suffice.” As she spoke, the carriage curtain was lifted by a pale, slender hand from the inside.
This hand, with distinct knuckles and a graceful shape, combined with the previous clear voice, allowed one to easily imagine what an extraordinary appearance the young master inside the carriage possessed.
In this hand, he held a gold ingot.
The coachman took the gold from the hands of the person inside the carriage and offered it to the young master from Marquis Baocheng’s family, “My apologies, young master. To compensate for soiling your clothes, this is a token from our young master.”
A gold ingot–no matter how expensive Huo Jiabao’s clothing was, it was more than enough to purchase a new set.
However, at this moment, Huo Jiabao didn’t look at the gold. Instead, his gaze fixed intently in the direction of the carriage curtain.
“I don’t want your gold, young master. Just accompany me for a meal, and all will be forgiven. How about that?” Huo Jiabao thought of the hand he saw earlier and felt an itch in his heart.
Hearing these insinuating words, the coachman’s expression darkened.
Gu Shengyin watched as his finger twitched, knowing he was about to make a move.
With a sigh in her heart, she stepped forward from the crowd, “Young Master Huo, long time no see. Have you been well?”
As soon as Huo Jiabao turned and saw her, his expression changed.