usatvline Chapter 351 What, you're investigating me?
Chapter 351 What, you're investigating me?
She was looking at him when a dark figure emerged from the shadows.
Seeing that Yan Ruoyu had guests, he prepared to retreat back into the shadows.
"It's okay, just tell me."
The shadowy figure's gaze fell on Zhongli Yueluo, as if the matter to be reported concerned her.
Zhongli Yuelu had a few guesses in her mind, but she still wanted to wait for the dark figure to speak first.
"Son..."
"explain."
But the shadowy figure hesitated for a moment before leaning close to Yan Ruoyu's ear and whispering something.
"The younger sister next to Miss Yueluo is from the He family."
The voice was very soft, and Zhongli Yueluo didn't hear it clearly, but she knew it was related to her.
Although Yan Ruoyu acted intimately with him, she was still secretly investigating his background.
However, no matter how far he can reach, he probably won't be able to find out her and the Su brothers' true identities.
After all, he's only so young, and his influence can't possibly extend beyond his own mountain.
He wasn't that shocked to hear the news.
When I first saw He Yuhuan's face, I felt that she looked somewhat similar to the description in the book.
With his identity confirmed, the weight lifted from my heart; the He family had always remained neutral.
This means that Zhongli Yueluo is not from any hidden clan or other clan.
The shadowy figure disappeared into the night, and Yan Ruoyu found herself holding an exquisite food box.
He knew that Zhongli Yueluo must have overheard his conversation with the shadowy figure, so he raised the box.
"Want some more?"
She squinted, stopped swinging her feet, tilted her head, and gave a half-smile: "What, are you investigating me?"
"Of course, because I said from the beginning that I don't believe in liking someone without a reason."
The box was placed on the table, and a milky green pastry was held in one hand and brought to Zhongli Yueluo's lips.
She gently bit his hand and asked, "So, how's the investigation going?"
Yan Ruoyu held a pastry in one hand and caught a crumb from her mouth with the other, a faint smile in her eyes.
"Didn't you hear everything just now?"
Shake off the crispy pastry, and then put it in your mouth for a second bite.
"Well, but you didn't find out my identity, did you?"
She covered her mouth and swallowed the pastry, then glanced at the pink box.
Yan Ruoyu then took the pink pastries in her hands and bent down to patiently feed them.
"We haven't been able to find anything, but as long as we know she's from the He family, that's enough."
Zhongli Yueluo took a bite of the pink pastry, thinking it had a floral flavor, but it turned out to be radish puree inside.
She frowned and shook her head: "It's not good, you try it."
The two shared a piece of pastry, and he frowned; it was indeed not tasty.
"The He family... but she doesn't represent the power of the He family, nor can I."
"Just like this pink pastry is actually filled with radish, right?"
Yan Ruoyu looked at the few colors left in the box and hesitated before choosing one.
"Okay, let's go back after we finish the light purple one."
He quietly brought the pastry to her lips, and after she finished eating, he swung on the swing twice, with Yan Ruoyu pushing him from behind.
She suddenly flew off the swing, startling Yan Ruoyu into a cold sweat.
She did a backflip and landed steadily on the ground: "Phew, that was close, I'm back."
Before Yan Ruoyu could see her to the door, she pushed open the gate and returned to her own courtyard. They never saw each other again that night.
Qianqiu Mansion
Qianqiu Changhuan sat listlessly on the stool, propping his cheek with his hand, his eyelids drooping, looking impatient.
Looking at the girl in front of me, who was about the same age and wearing a red dress with her hair styled in a bun with her ears hanging down.
She tapped her fingers lightly on the table: "What do you want from me?"
"Changhuan, we usually pretend we don't know each other, but aren't you interested in her?"
"I just want her to disappear. As for you, I rarely see you dressed like this."
The woman in red smiled faintly: "I also want that position, and she will become an obstacle for me."
"I'll help you, you help me!" Qianqiu Changhuan's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and her small fists clenched so tightly that they turned white.
"Send another invitation tomorrow and see how she responds."
“My brother… he seems to like her quite a bit, so we can take advantage of him.”
The two exchanged a smile and gently touched each other's teacups.
After returning to his residence, Qianqiu Chang'an stayed in the courtyard and refused to leave. He was still somewhat disappointed with Zhongli Yueluo today.
She smiled so brightly at Su Fengjun beside her, but her smile towards him was somewhat distant, making them look like ordinary friends.
The book in my hand became boring and I couldn't concentrate on it anymore. Frustrated by flipping through it, I tore a corner of it.
He was a little annoyed, so he gently closed the book and put it aside.
There was a knock at the door; it was Qianqiu Changhuan's maid.
"Young master, Miss has already sent the invitation to Miss Yueluo on your behalf."
He was very respectful and didn't go inside, but only came to inform him.
Hearing the name Zhongli Yueluo made my heart ache. What if she refused again?
He doesn't like her, maybe he just wants to clarify some things, but some things are hard to explain.
Perhaps it's normal for him to be a little curious about her, since he has never met a woman outside of a prominent family before.
Lying in bed, tossing and turning, he kept telling himself this.
Finally, he entered a dream, where he was invited by Zhongli Yueluo to go on a trip.
Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cold and cruel.
He got up very early but did not receive a reply from Zhongli Yueluo. However, being a gentleman, he would not rashly go to disturb her.
It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that a servant came lazily to deliver the message.
“Young Master Chang’an, Miss Yue Luo received your invitation, but she said she is also very tired today and may not be available.”
He even changed his clothes, paced back and forth in the room, and lit incense for himself.
I thought she must be very tired and got up late, which is why she replied so late. I never expected to receive such a message.
"Okay, I understand... then please get some rest, Miss Yueluo."
He clenched his sleeves tightly, but his face still wore that gentle and refined smile.
He left dejectedly. Today, Zhongli Yueluo went out with Yan Ruoyu, which was intentional.
He bought some writing implements from a shop not far from Qianqiu Mansion, knowing full well that he would pass by.
He walked down the street, thinking that he would need some of these things to enroll in the clan school, so he chose to go to the shop closest to him.
Upon entering, one sees Zhongli Yueluo holding a calligraphy brush, turning her head with a smile that crinkles her eyes as she warmly greets Yan Ruoyu.
"Ruoyu, the bristles on this one are better, don't you think?" Her voice was sweet and charming.
"Hmm, is there anything else you need?"
"Paper, I've heard there's a kind of letter paper that's been soaked in flower sap and has a unique fragrance."
"it is good."
He glanced up and saw Qianqiu Chang'an standing there, his eyes somewhat cold.
When Zhongli Yueluo looked over, she still maintained her composed demeanor.
It was as if the reason for rejecting him wasn't hers at all.
She deliberately linked her arm with Yan Ruoyu's: "Young Master Chang'an, are you here to buy paper and pens too?"
He shook his head; he didn't want to buy anything today anyway.
He smiled and nodded in acknowledgment, then left without saying a word.
Seeing his action, Zhongli Yueluo's lips curled up; she had taken the bait.