Chapter 577: Chapter 565: By Comparison, That Young Man Has a Sweeter Tongue!
At this moment, Shen Hua left Muchun Garden, still in a state of agitation.
She didn’t even know what she was actually angry about.
Seeing her fluctuating between fury and reason, Shen Zhui’s spirited eyes rolled. She felt that her older sister was quite familiar with that person, yet she dared not mention it.
On the way, no one spoke. The atmosphere was somewhat eerie. Subconsciously, Shen Zhui turned her head, but this time, she no longer saw Cui Yun’s figure.
An hour later, Shen Hua pushed open the door of a small courtyard where the teacher’s wife was watering flowers. Hearing the noise, she guessed who it was.
"You’re here."
Shen Hua looked around subconsciously.
"He’s inside the house; he has been thinking of you several times since early morning."
Shen Hua responded gloomily.
While delivering teacher’s gifts before New Year, Shen Zhui also came along. The teacher’s wife naturally remembered her and knew that Shen Hua was now coming to find the teacher, so she casually addressed the little girl.
"Zhui, come and have a chat with me."
Shen Hua left the little girl with the teacher’s wife and headed towards the study.
The conversation continued behind her.
"Who has offended your sister?"
Shen Zhui: "A very handsome young man."
The teacher’s wife was quite surprised: "Oh! Which young man is it? Do I know him? He must be very bold to dare offend Miss Shen like that."
Shen Zhui complained: "He looked unfamiliar, followed us all the way, but fortunately, we managed to ditch him later."
The teacher’s wife laughed.
"That’s not surprising. He must be from out of town and unaware of your sister’s temperament. That explains it."
Shen Hua: ...
Her hand inside the sleeve unconsciously clenched.
The teacher’s wife: "Why has she stopped walking?"
The girl, increasingly irritated: "Why don’t you speak a bit louder so that the entire Fengzhou can hear!"
At this, the teacher’s wife laughed until she shook.
Shen Hua felt even more downcast.
Approaching the study, she impatiently kicked at the closed door.
"Come in."
With a creak, she entered the room with her eyes downcast and dejected.
"Yesterday your Mama sent someone with a message saying your injuries have healed. I thought you’d be here by today; I’ve been waiting since morning. If you had come any later, I might have thought the injury wasn’t minor and you forgot even the way here."
The old teacher spoke sarcastically.
"Why are you standing at the door, not coming in?"
Shen Hua dejectedly responded: "On my way here, I encountered a sinister beast. Teacher, you don’t know, a vicious dog chased me relentlessly, I nearly got bitten. I am now quite terrified."
"Is that so?"
The old teacher reminded her: "Last time your excuse was that you were concerned about all the people in the world, and helped a poor old man with a lame leg get home. I didn’t believe that."
"The time before, you came and said a Taoist on the street predicted a disastrous fortune for you, and you shouldn’t linger outside; it would bring calamity to those around you. I didn’t believe then either."
"You think I’d believe you this time?"
Shen Hua choked up, but stubbornly insisted: "I am somewhat weak. I fear that today is not suitable for studying."
"Is that so? I heard very clearly the voice you raised outside just now. Come here, or shall I invite you myself?"
Behind a screen, Shen Hua’s view was obstructed, and she shuffled her small steps reluctantly: "If you insist on it, I can’t really stop you!"
Speaking, she was deeply annoyed.
"This damnable screen is an eyesore; I’ll burn it down someday."
What’s going on, it’s like she swallowed a bomb.
The old teacher simply didn’t bother with her, his mind entirely on the rapidly changing chessboard.
The opponent confidently placed a stone.
He furrowed his brow, facing an undeniable defeat with no room for manoeuvre, and conceded: "You didn’t go easy on me at all."
"Shall you play another round with me, old teacher? Maybe give me a three-stone handicap this time."
Only then did Shen Hua realize there was another person in the room.
However, she wasn’t concerned; even before teaching in the female college, the old teacher had taught male students; he was like a teacher to students everywhere, so it was common for people to visit.
She walked past the screen, delicately covering her mouth to yawn, languidly drawing near.
"Concede three moves? How brazen of you to ask that?"
Suddenly, the small figure stood up straight.
The girl stared intently at the person sitting across from the old man.
"Truly a ghost that won’t disperse!"
Reinvigorated, she walked over with a powerful air and slammed her fist on the table.
"Gently! Gently!" the old man was distraught.
Shen Hua kindly reassured him, "It’s alright, I’m not hurt."
"Oh my! This is the white jade chessboard I’ve treasured for over ten years, only deciding to use it today. Don’t you smash it," he exclaimed.
Cui Yun leaned back leisurely.
"We meet again."
He said nonchalantly, "Quite the coincidence."
"Who’s coincidental with you?"
"Before coming here, I sat in Muchun Garden for a while. The play that started there also had a character coincidentally chased by a dog, just as this girl mentioned earlier. It seems like a collision of events."
The old man: !!
So, your excuses always stem from art?
Cui Yun said meaningfully, "It’s just too bad, she wasn’t as lucky as you. She ended up being bitten in the end."
The old man sneered, "And then?"
"Even though that happened, the person was injured but still kind-hearted. He lent silver to a poor old man and even escorted him home before going to the clinic," he continued.
Cui Yun seemed to praise her either genuinely or sarcastically: "Quite capable, the play had many tricks that could help you find myriad excuses. Clearly, it wasn’t for nothing."
Shen Hua’s breathing hastened, then suddenly, she broke into a smile.
"First, the theater chased away my actor, and then you followed me here. You—"
Before she could finish.
The old man interrupted, "Enough, that’s not right, he arrived before you."
Shen Hua was furious!
She couldn’t understand why the old man didn’t take her side.
"He came here because of me anyway."
"That’s not right either."
The old man chuckled: "He specifically came to play chess with me."
"You’re nothing but a rotten player, who would come all this way on a full stomach to play chess with you?"
"Off you go, annoying girl."
Shen Hua couldn’t be summoned and dismissed at will; she dragged a chair over, climbed up, and sat down.
"I’ll watch you play!"
Shen Hua was not versed in chess, so the old man became even more cautious and slow in his moves.
She found it boring and soon couldn’t resist stealing glances at Cui Yun.
The man, holding a cup of tea in one hand, displayed a refined and elegant demeanor, his presence as pristine as jade.
In both demeanor and appearance, the actor stood no chance against him. They couldn’t even be compared.
Shen Hua could hardly contain a burgeoning idea, intense and bold.
Without hesitation, she pulled out a stack of silver notes and handed them over.
"What is this?"
Shen Hua asked proficiently, "Are you accompanying guests?"
The old man: ????
Publishing such a student had left him completely red-faced.
Cui Yun, evidently used to grand scenes, chuckled softly: "How much did you give to that guy in Muchun Garden initially?"
"Naturally, the same amount."
Shen Hua stood firmly by her principle: "I can’t favor one over another. Don’t think just because you are slightly more handsome, you can surpass him! Compared to him, his sweet-talking was exceedingly charming."
"Not accompanying."
Cui Yun was indifferent: "I always come at a higher price."
