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You Were Born a Nobleman, Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Flowers Represent My Heart
Tang Zisu, having finished showing off, was about to return to her room for a cup of tea when the door was suddenly slammed open. Several burly men dressed in Western attire stormed in. Shu Que Wu Pan.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
"Wuwu...”
What the hell, even Ahei isn't Wuwu-ing, who are you?
This Wuwu guy was thin and frail, wearing a striped outfit. The funniest part was that he had large Red Flowers draped around his neck and head; it looked like he was dressed up as someone selling Indian oil!
"Who are you?"
"I, I, I am Zhang Ermao."
"Second Young Master? What is this?"
"I just returned from Tianshan, Snow Lotus." Zhang Ermao spoke with a mouthful of lamb skewers, and surprisingly, he wasn't stuttering.
"Wow, impressive! That big Red Flower looks good. Where did you buy it?"
"Not bought, it was a gift. Buy one get two free; it's a good deal." A quick-tongued bald man next to Zhang Ermao chimed in.
Zhang Ermao slapped Bald Head on the head, the sound crisp and clear, "What are you talking about? Stop talking nonsense."
Tang Zisu immediately understood and smiled, "Such a big flower must cost at least three taels of silver, right?"
"It cost five taels of silver to buy the Snow Lotus, just a gift," he replied.
Kong Xuan and Softy also came out, and Tang Zisu suddenly felt something was missing. After thinking carefully, she realized that the group that usually stuck to Softy's side hadn't come out.
At that moment, Lang Ye was inside sound asleep, completely oblivious and even lying with his legs in the air, showing off his impressive Little Ding.
Thus, he missed the earth-shattering scene of Zhang Ermao presenting the Snow Lotus.
Zhang Ermao held the Snow Lotus up in front of Kong Xuan and exclaimed loudly, "Goddess, this flower represents my heart; even the moon cannot compare!"
Kong Xuan did not accept it. She turned to Tang Zisu and said, "Tang Zisu, if you like it, let the Second Young Master give it to you!"
Isn't it just a perfume lily? In my world, I've seen plenty of those. What’s the point of showing off with this? Besides, what does it mean for a woman to receive something from a man? Do you think I'm some kind of scrap? I don't need it.
Tang Zisu gave a cool and indifferent smile, "I've seen plenty of things like this; I don’t want it."
"Since no one likes it, let's throw it away!" Kong Xuan said as she reached for the flower and tossed it into the water.
"You...!" Zhang Ermao was anxious, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as his heart ached. That was five taels of silver!
"Second Young Master, the Shrine is a place dedicated to Buddha, so I kindly ask you to come less often in the future. Ahei, please escort him out."
Lang Ye, who had been sleeping inside, suddenly opened his eyes and sneezed violently. Who was thinking about him so early in the morning?
Softy spoke on behalf of Lang Ye to Zhang Ermao, "Second Young Master, please."
Zhang Ermao was feeling distressed and pained; he patted Bald Head's head and said, "Pick it up and take it back to town for Xiao Fang."
Once Zhang Ermao left, Tang Zisu said nothing and returned to her room with a stern expression.
Kong Xuan stood in the light drizzle, letting the rain soak his head and face, his expression becoming increasingly inscrutable.
The rain fell heavier, and the sky grew darker. Behind the brilliant curtain of rain, it seemed as if a gigantic monster was lurking in the shadows.
Tang Zisu looked out from the study window for quite a while, her mood thoroughly drenched by the rain.
This statement might sound pretentious; simply put, she felt bullied and thus longed for home.
In modern times, although she was an orphan, she still had friends and teachers. Now that she had crossed over to this place, what had happened to her handsome young man's body? Was it occupied by another soul or had it already become lifeless?
Thinking of this made her feel cold all over. She turned and headed towards the shrine.
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