Chapter 12: Chapter 8: Failed Provocation
“Young Master, please slow down. Don’t run so fast; what if you fall?” Xiao Cui followed closely and entered, seeing Gu Changsheng, she bowed, “Madam, a group of people has co outside, and they said they want to et you.”
Xiao Cui’s words were quite reserved, “a group of people” specifically asking to see her- could it be anything good?
Obviously, they were here to cause trouble! At least Little at Bun was more honest.
Gu Changsheng did not dwell on other thoughts and led Little at Bun outside.
Outside, Han Qiu and Han Mo stood side by side, their faces filled with guilt. There was no need to say it; this trouble was brought by them.
Gu Changsheng, already ntally prepared, did not say anything else, waved for them to follow, and headed downstairs.
When she had bought them, Old Lady Xu had already ntioned they would be troubleso, and now the trouble had arrived- she certainly couldn’t avoid it, especially seeing the crowd downstairs; clearly, even if she wanted to hide, they would hardly cooperate.
“Who is the audacious one, daring to snatch people from my hands? It turns out to be you careless passersby!” a wealthy-looking young man said, his face jiggling with fat, pointing arrogantly at Gu Changsheng just coming downstairs.
His clothes were quite elegant, and the servant boy behind him was also well-dressed, clearly hailing from a wealthy family.
Shopkeeper Zhang fawningly followed alongside, “Master Du, please calm down. Let’s talk nicely, don’t smash the shop, my family’s livelihood depends on this place.”
The Master Du, clearly unimpressed by his words, kicked him aside, “I care not for your family! Those who know better should stay out of my way and stop being an eyesore here.”
Gu Changsheng, feeling guilty, glanced at Shopkeeper Zhang, who dared not step forward and hid to the side, and then turned to Han Qiu, glancing at the arrogant Master Du, signaling her to explain. Han Qiu stepped forward and whispered, “He’s the retired Elder Du’s youngest son. A servant girl was driven out of their house after his wife caused a scene.”
Well, he does co from a significant background. Speaking of which, as the son of an Elder from a family of scholars, how did such a degenerate arise? But fortunately, the Elder was retired, not in power, so she wasn’t too worried, especially since this son clearly was no good.
“Son, go ask.” Eyes sparkling, Gu Changsheng’s interest peaked. The house of the Elder was wealthy!
Such an obedient Little at Bun walked forward a few steps. Young Master Du, looking horrified, stared at the tumorous growth on his neck and yelled, “Evildoer!”
Evildoer my ass! A bunch of ignoramuses! Gu Changsheng snorted coldly, finding him increasingly distasteful.
“My mother asked to co and inquire if you brought silver?” Little at Bun asked, his voice soft and sweet, ignoring their shock.
Young Master Du, his arrogance fading, looked cautiously at Little at Bun again and sighed in relief, realizing he was just a bizarre child, nothing to be scared of. With this realization, he regained his arrogant air and sneered, “Enough of the nonsense. Those who are wise should just hand over Han Qiu to Master Du. I’ve already arranged a residence outside, where she won’t be driven out again.”
This ti, he had learned to be cautious, definitely not taking them back ho.
Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng was displeased. What was this, asking for soone without planning to pay? How could that be possible when she was no pushover!
“What you say, young master- Han Qiu and her brother were purchased by . How could I simply hand them over to you? At least you ought to pay up first, shouldn’t you?”
“You know the score, Du San, give them the silver.” Young Master Du wasn’t really unreasonable; he had long coveted the daughter of General Han, having even insisted on seeking her as a bride before her family’s downfall, but had to give up when his father disagreed, marrying his current wife instead.
At Young Master Du’s command, a servant boy reached into his robe, took out a purse, and stepped forward.
“Hold on!” Gu Changsheng, smiling, held out a hand to stop him, “There’s a saying: there’s a buyer for every seller. Young Master Du, aren’t you going to ask the price?”
Young Master Du waved his hand dismissively, “Why all these unnecessary words? Tell what you paid for them, and I’ll give you double.”
Nice, truly generous! Just like that, she could earn fifty taels. Gu Changsheng looked at Han Qiu and her brother, “Tsk tsk… Buying you both was indeed a good decision!”
“Young Master Du is a straightforward man, I like that!” Gu Changsheng clapped her hands and extended a finger, “One fixed price.”
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