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Chapter 2: Teahouse Gossip, the Lonely Star

In October, the wind seems to be tinged with the flavor of autumn.

At the end of Haitang Street, there is a golden osmanthus tree that is so big that even three people cannot hug it together. In the early morning, the breeze blows gently, and the air is filled with the sweet fragrance of osmanthus flowers from the tree.

There was a person under the tree, wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt, covering himself tightly from head to toe. He was bending over and sweeping up the osmanthus flowers that had fallen on the ground due to the wind.

The door behind him creaked and opened from the inside.

"Yingying, you're up so early?" Fu Yuan came out wearing a casual pink sportswear. She has the habit of jogging in the morning.

"If you can't sleep, get up and find something to do." Hearing this gentle yet somewhat hoarse voice, I realized that "he" was a girl.

Not only was he covered tightly, he even wore a hat and mask, revealing only a pair of bright and clear eyes. There was a heavy sense of timidity and vigilance in his eyes. He looked away from Fu Yuan after less than two seconds of staring at her.

"Are you having a nightmare again?" Fu Yuan approached slightly, and seeing that she did not retreat, he reached out and gently touched her head, "Do you want me to help you?"

If she wants, she can help her forget that bad past.

After a long while, the head under the palm shook gently.

Fu Yuan didn't say anything else, just patted her shoulder and walked away from the other side.

Jiuting has been open on Haitang Street for more than a month, but because it is a new store and the location is a bit remote, it doesn't have much business.

However, nearby merchants have all noticed this newly opened flower shop. Not only is its name antique, but the interior and exterior decoration designs are also antique.

Everyone guessed that it was probably some rich second-generation who had nothing better to do.

Why do you say that?

One day, Merchant Li passed by and the flower shop happened to be closed that day. He was curious about the unusual door knocker on the carved wooden door, so he walked closer to take a look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but you'll be surprised when you do.

The two door knockers were made of gold-plated jade, and the top of the door knocker was a ferocious-looking animal head with bared fangs and claws, made of pure gold.

He checked on the Internet and found out that this thing is called Pixiu, which is meant to ward off evil spirits and bring wealth and treasure.

This boss is really carefree. He’s not afraid that the door might be stolen one day.

Of course the boss is not afraid, because her pair of Pi Xiu are not casually installed. If anyone can really steal her door, then she will be unlucky.

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Wanlaike is a teahouse. It is not large in scale, but it is well-known in the imperial capital and is frequented by many aristocrats and celebrities.

There are only a few dozen kinds of tea in the store. Although it has been open for five years, it has not yet stocked any new teas. However, it still attracts countless repeat customers.

It is said that people who have come here to drink tea, those who have been ill for a long time will suddenly become full of energy, those who have suffered from insomnia for years will suddenly sleep soundly all night until dawn, and even more exaggerated is that their long-cherished wishes will suddenly come true. In short, the story is so miraculous that there are all kinds of stories.

Regardless of how true these rumors are, his tea is indeed unmatched in the capital, and is especially popular among the elderly.

Ruan Yiqing can't drink tea. There are few young people who like to enjoy tea tasting and chess, which are old people's hobbies, but Yan Yan is an exception.

This guy has been praised by his elders as "the other people's child" since he was a child. Not only is he proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but his words and deeds are no different from those of an old-fashioned person. He should have been born in ancient times.

"Saturday is my grandfather's 80th birthday, and my aunt asked you to go with us." Ruan Yiqing took a sip of tea and was surprised to find that it was quite delicious, so he drank it all in one gulp.

Ruan Yiqing's aunt is Yan Yan's aunt, so the two of them knew each other. In fact, Yan Yan's personality is not to his liking, but it's magical, this guy seems to have magic, making people subconsciously want to get close to him.

Ruan Yiqing's inner thoughts about Yan Yan are: he doesn't like him, but he just wants to play with him, even though he is a chatterbox and he can't utter a word for a long time.

Just like at this moment, Yan Yan responded to what he said with a "Yeah."

He said he knew, but didn't give a definite answer as to whether he would go or not.

After all, even if he didn't go, no one would blame him. They would just find excuses for his absence.

Ruan Yiqing was so bored that he drank the whole pot of tea out of boredom.

"You are her, I will never make a mistake!" In this boring moment, a slightly sharp female voice suddenly attracted the attention of everyone upstairs and downstairs.

Ruan Yiqing loved to watch the fun, so he quickly leaned his head downstairs.

A beautiful woman with a curvy figure and long straight black hair is wearing a white suspender dress. Opposite her is a girl in work clothes with short hair. She looks very young, like a minor. She is holding a bouquet of beautifully wrapped flowers in her hand and has a slightly confused expression.

They seemed to have had an argument.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Bai Diaodai suddenly felt guilty for a while, and lowered his voice and said, "Don't pretend, I didn't expect to see you in the imperial capital. Why don't you stay in Mo City? Are you trying to come here to make friends?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the girl's cheap clothes and the aura of desolation she wore with a little sympathy: "I didn't expect you to fall to this point. You must have had a hard life these years."

Fu Yuan: “?”

"Ma'am, do I know you?" She really didn't understand what she was saying.

Who understands the feeling of powerlessness when you try your best to humiliate someone, but the other person looks confused and doesn't get your idea at all?

Pei Wuxia was furious on the spot, and started to jump up and down again: "Pei Wuhua! I can recognize your eyes that brought bad luck to your parents even if they turned into ashes. You are a star of misfortune. You brought death to your mother and grandmother, and almost sent your father to the hospital. Don't you remember that?!"

She said this without hiding anything, and everyone in the teahouse heard it.

There was complete silence both upstairs and downstairs.

"This woman has such a vicious tongue, she has such a pretty face but it's a waste." Ruan Yiqing had a look of disgust on his face, but at the same time he felt sympathy for the girl.

He was just about to complain to Yan Yan, but he saw that the other party was staring at the downstairs without moving his eyes.

???

Since when did this guy become interested in gossip? This is a strange news!

Countless curious and pitying eyes fell on Fu Yuan, making him feel somewhat unhappy.

She still had that calm and composed look on her face. She just narrowed her eyes and suddenly gave the woman a sweet smile.

She looked well-behaved to begin with, and such a smile could simply melt one's heart. However, the words that came out of that rosy little mouth made Pei Wuxia's face change instantly.

She said, "So it was you who pushed me into the water and drowned me."

Fu Yuan's voice was soft, so only Pei Wuxia, who was closest to her, heard it.

From the perspective of others, she just smiled and said something, but Pei Wuxia turned pale and stepped back as if he had seen a ghost.

But only Pei Wuxia herself knew how terrifying her words were!

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