Zhang Rongfang sat in his seat, surrounded by people coming and going, everyone exchanging docunts with each other.
Yet, his table was empty.
He didn’t mind; in this inner circle, his conditions were considered low, and he wasn’t proactive, so naturally, few would give him a docunt.
Of course, a docunt only indicated a willingness to interact, not a commitnt to a relationship.
While sitting, he simply closed his eyes and began practicing the Void Observation Skill.
Pa.
Suddenly, a docunt landed in front of him.
Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes in surprise, noticing a pink docunt had appeared in front of him.
Before he could question it, pa, yet another docunt was delivered.
Either none, or now two ca at once?
Zhang Rongfang felt puzzled, watching the docunt bearer silently nod at him before turning away.
He reached out to pick up the first docunt.
A line was clearly written on it.
’If you know the bell tune of the Bright Tower, wish for the flowers by the west railing last night.’ — Xie Wen.
’What’s that supposed to an?’
Holding the docunt, Zhang Rongfang flipped through it, unable to make sense of it.
All he could understand was that a woman nad Xie Wen sent him this docunt, clearly interested in him and wanting to et.
But what was the aning behind the attached poem?
Setting down the docunt, he picked up the other one.
Unfolding it.
’I haven’t eaten at for a month, why am I still gaining weight from just drinking water?!’ — Wanyan Road.
"...."
Zhang Rongfang didn’t expect to encounter Wanyan Road, the young miss, here.
"It even rhys?" He read through it, sensing it was like poetry, but..... compared to the previous lady, there was a clear difference...
Though the previous one wasn’t all that great either....
He chuckled, shaking his head.
Zhang Rongfang tossed both docunts aside.
He never intended to look for a wife, so naturally, he wouldn’t accept any docunts.
In fact, receiving docunts in the inner circle was already unexpected.
His attention now was fully focused on that mysterious piece.
Finding the missing part of the statue was his top priority at this ti.
He planned to later ask Qingsu, Chi Xia, and Zhao Tianming at the Golden Wing Pavilion.
Those three had been at the pavilion for years, with broad knowledge and perhaps knowing so inside information.
"Brother Zhang!" Suddenly, Li Huoyun’s voice quietly approached from the side.
Zhang Rongfang turned to see Li Huoyun had sohow co to his table side.
With so many people here, coming and going, he truly hadn’t noticed Li Huoyun’s arrival.
"?? What’s up?" He looked at him.
"I ca to see how you’re doing?" Li Huoyun glanced at the table.
Seeing two docunts on it, he imdiately relaxed, showing a smile.
"Not bad, you’ve done well, Brother!"
Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly. He didn’t plan to pursue any of them; what results were there?
Despite rejecting Li Huoyun nurous tis for running around on his behalf, it was still futile, so he decided not to talk much this ti.
These days, lacking descendants was the greatest concern for every person and family.
So Li Huoyun wanted the best for him, and he understood.
"Since you have an engagent, I’ll take my leave then? I’m also hehehe...." Li Huoyun flashed a knowing smile.
Then, before Zhang Rongfang could reply, he turned and dashed off.
Zhang Rongfang was speechless, watching him swiftly vanishing into the crowd, leaving no trace.
He stood up and left his spot.
Suddenly, from a distance ahead on the right, in a small cabin room, three robust maidservants were strenuously rolling a massive sphere out of the room.
Poof.
The sphere struck the table corner, denting its surface, then bounced off, flipping the table over.
A burst of laughter erupted around them.
Many dared not laugh openly, rely lowering their heads to suppress it.
But the top circle, with similar backgrounds, had no qualms about expressions. No one feared anyone else.
The sphere raised its head, revealing an expressionless face. It was indeed Wanyan Road.
Watching her slightly clenched chubby hand and the fleeting gleam in her eyes, Zhang Rongfang recalled the words on the docunt.
Suddenly, he realized those words held another excuse for inquiry; Wanyan Road’s true intention was just hoping he would accept the invitation.
He watched a passing noblewoman deliberately cover her nose and mouth with a silk scarf in disdain as she hurried past Wanyan Road.
Zhang Rongfang sighed inwardly.
After all, it’s rely a al.
He casually picked up Wanyan Road’s docunt, tore it in half, and wrote upon it: Chat over dinner.
Once the docunt is received, if agreed, half needs to be torn and returned by the attendants.
Soon, the torn docunt was returned to Wanyan Road’s table.
Pa.
The docunt was delicately placed on the table, imdiately drawing the attention of Wanyan Road and her attendants.
Wanyan Road’s eyes widened, staring at the returned docunt, montarily speechless.
"My lady! Soone really chose you!"
A side attendant showed a mix of shock and happiness.
The surrounding stewards and guards revealed surprised expressions.
Considering Wanyan Road’s weight, even soone seeking wealth dared not choose her, fearing they might be crushed during the night.
Unexpectedly, soone truly chose her now.
There are no secrets to surprise.
Not to ntion soone as conspicuous as Wanyan Road. Plus, half of the docunt was also delivered by the attendants.
Thus, within minutes, the entire inner circle knew soone chose Wanyan Road.
And the one who chose her quickly had their details leaked.
The crowd at the venue gradually dispersed, groups departing by car or walking together.
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