novelkee Chapter 150 A Quarrel
Chapter 150 A Quarrel
Late Autumn stormed out of the mansion and immediately saw Liu San smiling and talking to a woman at the alley entrance.
The woman indeed had a slender waist and a seductive face; judging from her clothes, she was probably a prostitute.
When Wanqiu saw this, she was so angry she almost lost her temper.
But she remained patient and watched the two men from the doorway.
The prostitute was shameless; her hands kept reaching out to touch Liu San's chest.
He touched it again and again.
Liu San's smile was so wide it almost reached his ears.
Wanqiu clenched her fists in anger. She held her breath and decided to see how long the two of them would keep talking.
Nearly half an hour later, the prostitute left, turning back every few steps, waving and smiling faintly at Liu San while holding her handkerchief.
Liu San was feeling dizzy, his face flushed an unnatural red, and he even smelled the lingering fragrance on his hands.
He held the thing the woman had given him in his hand and carefully took it back.
As soon as he stepped into the main gate of the Qiao residence, he saw Wanqiu standing with her hands on her hips and her eyes red, waiting for him.
Liu San was so frightened that he stumbled and almost fell.
He instinctively took a few steps back, a guilty smile on his face.
"Oh my, Grandma, what brings you out here? Why aren't you playing cards inside?"
Late Autumn angrily stretched out her hand and shouted.
"What did that shameless woman just give you? You're carrying it around like a treasure! Let me see it!"
Liu San's lips twitched, and he quickly waved his hand.
"What? It's nothing..."
Wanqiu, however, pounced on him with lightning speed and quickly pulled a money pouch from his pocket.
She squinted and questioned,
"Why would this shameless woman give you money! You better tell me the truth!"
Liu San clicked his tongue and explained helplessly.
“Take a good look, this is my purse! I lost it yesterday while rushing to catch the train, and this girl said she found it and came to return it to me.”
Wanqiu was taken aback. She looked down and examined it closely, and found that it was indeed Liu San's money bag.
The bag also had Liu San's name embroidered on it.
She frowned, realizing she might have misunderstood Liu San, and her tone immediately softened.
"Is this really someone delivering your money bag? Don't you recognize them?"
Liu San was getting impatient, but his face remained all smiles.
"Yes, yes. Don't you know me? I'm the most honest and upright person. When have I ever spoken to a woman other than you?"
In her heart, she was already comparing Wanqiu with Yanyun, who had just arrived.
Wanqiu was just a maid in the Qiao family. Her parents were farmers, and she had older sisters, younger sisters, and younger brothers. It was quite a hassle to have such a large family.
If it weren't for the fact that he was attracted to Wanqiu's beauty and intelligence, and that if he married her, she would be able to do the work of three people, and that Wanqiu had a big bottom, which meant she would definitely be able to give birth to a son, then why would he be so attentive to her?
His choice of late autumn was the best one he could choose from.
But his thoughts just changed. That prostitute named Yanyun was much prettier than Wanqiu, and also very seductive.
What man wouldn't love a woman like this? When she was talking to him just now, his eyes were glued to her chest.
It was a white, bulging pile, so eye-catching that it was hard to look away.
Then look at Wanqiu, her chest is flat and she has no charm at all, and she has a bad temper, she's extremely hot-tempered.
The way Yan Yun spoke to him just now was indescribably sweet, like eating honey.
And then there was Yan Yun, who found his money bag and eagerly brought it to him.
Based on this alone, how can Yanyun not be considered a good girl?
During their casual conversation, Yan Yun mentioned that she had saved up three hundred taels of silver for her freedom and another three hundred taels for her dowry, hoping to find a good husband to escape her lowly status and live a good life as a wife and mother.
Liu San's eyes scanned Wanqiu, calculating. Although Wanqiu was clever and capable, she came from a poor and lowly family. Over the years, she would not have accumulated more than ten taels of silver.
He couldn't help but feel a little disgusted with Wanqiu.
His mother was right; Wanqiu was not good enough for him, and he deserved a better woman.
Liu San, who used to fawn over Wanqiu, now seemed somewhat impatient.
Wanqiu still felt a little guilty, thinking that she had been too fierce just now, so she smiled at Liu Sanxiao with a forced smile.
She also took out a New Year's gift she had prepared for a long time: a pair of newly made knee pads.
She said with a grin,
"San'er, I apologize for my bad attitude just now."
"Look what this is. I made knee pads for the whole winter. You work hard commuting every day, so wearing these will keep you warm."
Liu San took the knee pads and looked down on them, finding them made of poor leather and lacking in fine embroidery.
Besides being a sharp-tongued person, what else can this late autumn woman be good at?
But things were different when he arrived at Miss Yanyun's place. Miss Yanyun even invited him to have dinner at Yizui Pavilion the next day.
That's Yi Zui Ge! A casual meal there costs twenty or thirty taels of silver.
When he made this comparison, his mind started to wander.
He shoved the knee pads into Wanqiu's hands, not intending to accept them.
"You have the nerve to give me this thing made like this? You should keep it for yourself."
After saying that, he pursed his lips and turned to leave.
Wanqiu's smiling face froze instantly, and she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
When it was time for dinner, Qiao Qingshu prepared to take her maid to watch the fireworks.
Then I heard Xia Zhi and Lin Dong huddled together, talking furtively about something.
Qiao Qingshu quietly leaned closer to listen, and heard Xia Zhi say,
"Late Autumn cried so badly, and now she's holed up in her room and won't come out."
Qiao Qingshu clapped her hands with laughter.
"This is wonderful!"
Xia Zhi shook her head, pouting as she added,
“Young lady, this is bad. Wanqiu is crying as she prepares to embroider better knee pads for Liu San.”
Qiao Qingshu was so angry that her mouth twisted, and she stormed back into the house to find Wanqiu.
I saw the girl huddled by the bed, crying her eyes out, her hands busy with needle and thread.
Qiao Qingshu felt heartbroken watching this, snatched the things from her hands, and threw them to the foot of the bed.
"What are you doing embroidering this stuff in here during the New Year holiday!"
Late Autumn pouted and said,
"I just misunderstood Liu San, that's why he's angry with me and won't even take the knee pads I gave him."
“I think it was my fault too. I want to make her a better pair of knee braces.”
Qiao Qingshu stared at her with a look of utter disappointment.
In her courtyard, Wanqiu was the smartest and most clever, but now that she's talking about love with men, she's completely lost her mind.
Qiao Qingshu knew she needed to add fuel to the fire.
He then sent someone to give more money to the prostitute Yanyun, instructing her to make sure she could capture Liu San.
Make him break off all ties with Wanqiu cleanly on his own initiative.
Just then, the old lady came to announce that it was time to eat. Qiao Qingshu suppressed her displeasure and went to Fushou Hall for the New Year's Eve dinner.