Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

If the dragon-patterned wood itself wasn't extremely precious, no one would pick up this hairpin if it was thrown on the street.

He held the hairpin tightly in his palm, his mouth dry, and spoke with difficulty:

"Why did you think of giving me this hairpin?"

"Last time, the wooden hairpin you used to tie your hair was broken. You must have felt so sad. Since you like magpies, I carved one to replace it for you."

Liu Rumeng woke up. Baoer was talking about the small wooden hairpin with a magpie carved on it.

It was a wooden hairpin that I bought with the money my mother and father earned from selling it to the troupe owner. It was also the first time I owned something that belonged to me.

The wooden hairpin itself is not expensive, what he cares about is the change in himself represented by the hairpin.

Therefore, when the wooden hairpin was broken, he truly showed a hint of regret.

Soon, he regained that emotion.

Now Liu Rumeng can use the money he earns from singing on stage to buy a hundred more exquisite hairpins. If the wooden hairpin is broken, he can quickly find a replacement.

Gradually, even Liu Rumeng herself forgot the existence of this wooden hairpin.

I didn't expect that someone was secretly remembering it for me.

"Thank you, Madoka."

Thanks, Baoer.

There was a hint of moisture in Liu Rumeng's eyes, but she suppressed it when Rui Baoer didn't notice.

He casually took off the jade hairpin from his hair, and his long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, soft and smooth, which further highlighted his beauty.

After her hair was all scattered, Liu Rumeng casually threw the jade hairpin on the table, picked up the wooden hairpin, and carefully tied her hair in front of the mirror on the dressing table in the box.

After tying her hair, Liu Rumeng walked over, sat next to Rui Baoer, and thanked her again.

"Yuan, the hairpin is very beautiful and very convenient to use to tie up your hair. Thank you very much."

"You're welcome. It looks good in your hair."

Rui Baoer praised sincerely, and Liu Rumeng also really liked the hairpin she gave her, and the two smiled at each other.

The ownership of the hairpin was decided, and Liu Rumeng sat on a chair and poured Rui Baoer a cup of hot tea.

The two of them sipped tea, ate delicious cakes, and chatted casually.

I don’t know what they were talking about, but Liu Rumeng suddenly remembered what Hu Zihan said to her in the morning.

He rolled his eyes and casually asked her what she thought of her future partner:

"A Yuan, if you were to get married, what kind of husband would you want?"

"Husband?"

Rui Baoer's eyes showed confusion. She looked up at the sky and thought for a long time before finally speaking:

"When I get married, I want a husband who is lively and can play with me."

"It's not that I think those dignified young men who are raised in the boudoir are bad, it's just that I like to have fun. Everyone in the imperial city knows that I have a temper like a child. If someone doesn't match my temperament, then married life won't be good for him or me."

"I hope my future husband likes the same things as me. We can eat cakes together, listen to operas and enjoy the scenery together, and play together. Living together for a lifetime, holding hands and growing old together, is the most beautiful thing."

Following Rui Baoer's description of married life, Liu Rumeng couldn't help but bring herself into it.

What happy days those were, spending every day with Baoer and playing with him without any worries.

A look of longing appeared in his eyes.

Until Liu Rumeng heard her last sentence and exclaimed in surprise.

"A couple for life? You only want to marry one husband? Wang Ji won't agree, right?"

He asked three questions in a row, which expressed both disbelief and a subconscious resistance to something he could not get.

"My mother is fine, but my father will definitely nag me. But as long as I am determined in my opinion, they can't do anything to me."

Rui Baoer smiled with her eyes narrowed, like a cunning fox whose plan had succeeded, cute and charming.

I'm so envious!

Liu Rumeng said secretly in his heart that he really envied the man who would become Baoer's husband in the future.

I'm so envious that I even want to replace him.

Unfortunately, that is absolutely impossible to happen.

Rui Baoer seemed to be intrigued by this topic. She supported her chin with both hands and kept talking about what she would do with her husband after they got married.

Such an excited look made Liu Rumeng feel that the man was about to appear in front of her.

It's hard for him to accept that something like that happened now.

So, Liu Rumeng frowned, pursed her lips, and looked like she was worried about something.

Rui Baoer soon discovered that something was wrong with him, approached him with concern, and asked:

"Ayan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No," Liu Rumeng shook his head and repeated everything Hu Zihan said to him in the morning.

Then he put on a heartbroken look, feeling inferior and pitiful, and said as if talking to himself:

"Will a man like me not be welcomed as a legal husband by any woman?"

"No, of course not. Hu Zihan is blind to say that. Ah Yan, you are so good, she is not worthy of you."

Rui Baoer was infuriated by Liu Rumeng's retelling of Hu Zihan's words insulting his identity, and her soft cheeks puffed up in anger again.

Fortunately, Hu Zihan was not here now, otherwise, she would definitely punch her. How could she say such words to a young master?

She really has no womanly dignity at all.

Since she was not here, Rui Baoer focused on comforting Liu Rumeng.

Her voice was soft and gentle, for fear that she might say something wrong and hurt Liu Rumeng's feelings.

"Ayan, don't be sad. Your status doesn't mean anything. You are such a good person. There will definitely be someone who will like you sincerely in the future."

Rui Baoer said many words to comfort Liu Rumeng, and completely forgot about the future husband she had been fantasizing about.

Liu Rumeng was not sad at all, she just wanted to attract Baoer's attention back.

Now she forgot the previous topic, wiped her tears and smiled.

This smile was a comfort to Rui Baoer and also a mockery to Hu Zihan.

She had done so many things before, buying flowers, rouge, pearl hairpins, and boasting of her deep affection. But when the time came to welcome the man into the house, she was only willing to grant him the position of a good servant.

What a "passionate" and charming lady.

In comparison, the person in front of me is such a good person, but it's a pity that I am not worthy of being her husband.

The two chatted for a long time and then went to a restaurant to eat together. Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Rumeng personally escorted them out of Qianqiu Tower.

Turning back to her room, Liu Rumeng sat in front of the dressing table, took off the wooden hairpin from her hair, rubbed it cherishingly for a while, and carefully put it into an exquisite wooden box.

The wooden hairpin was taken off, and he looked at himself in the mirror and was silent for a long time.

Finally, Liu Rumeng closed her eyes, put aside those wishful thinking, and continued to focus on seducing Hu Zihan.

Hu Zihan had feelings for him, but he didn't take it too seriously, so he had to adjust his future plans.