My host is cold and scumbag

Zhao Xinyun finished measuring the size and waited outside. This afternoon was still long. Yu Qingxu had a good rest yesterday and was in good spirits today. Xiao Wu said again.

Madam has her clothes ready, but there are still some other things to buy.

Yu Qingxu nodded, and took Zhao Xinyun to visit several jewelry stores, and finally bought a few headpieces that were presentable. Zhao Xinyun followed obediently, and sometimes she would pick up an item to look at it out of boredom, and Yu Qingxu would follow like a demon, picking it up and buying it together.

Yu Qingxu didn't seem to have much interest in the flowers and plants. After all, the flowers he wanted to see were already in Zhao Xinyu's hands, and everything else seemed meaningless. They sat in the teahouse to rest. Yu Qingxu and Zhao Xinyu sat close to each other. Some snacks were placed on the table, and people next door started talking about interesting things that had happened nearby.

This is also the charm of the teahouse. Yu Qingxu poured tea for Zhao Xinyun. During the whole trip, Yu Qingxu's little face was hot. In addition to the heat from walking, there were more strange fantasies. And the object was sitting next to him, and he couldn't help but be distracted. He rolled up his sleeves and poured the tea, and whispered: "The osmanthus cake here tastes good, you can try it later."

Zhao Xinyun just drank a sip of tea and didn't have any idea about the pastries. However, considering that women don't care about food, Yu Qingxu didn't force her.

"The Li family ran away overnight. Damn, things are so unpredictable."

There are many unpredictable things in the world. Yu Qingxu stopped and wanted to listen to what else was unpredictable.

"The third princess was punished, so why did the Li family run away as if they were running for their lives?"

"The Li family has benefited so much from the Third Princess that they have opened shops all over the place. The commotion is really so chaotic that it can only be described as panicking."

"To put it bluntly, he's just like a dog."

"Some time ago, there were rumors about the young master of the Yu family and Miss Li Er. It was said that the young master of the Yu family kept his wife at home. The Li family is really shameless."

"Who says it's not true? Everyone says that the Yu family's wife is as beautiful as a flower. The young master of the Yu family is really well hidden."

"It's not a good reputation to be a wife who marries into the family. It's hard to say whether the woman is willing or not. Otherwise, with the Yu family's background, anyone who gets it will be unable to sleep because of the money."

In this era, being a wife who marries into the wife's family is a reputation that is not worthy of being mentioned on the stage. Yu Qingxu has always known this, but when it was really said by an outsider, he was very angry and scared. Yu Qingxu turned sideways and looked at Zhao Xinyun, holding back his beating heart and saying, "You are not allowed to listen."

Zhao Xinyun glanced at Yu Qingxu meaningfully and nodded.

Yu Qingxu felt uneasy, lowered his head and said dully: "I want to go back..."

What could Zhao Xinyun say? She sighed, "Aren't you tired of caring so much?"

Yu Qingxu felt wronged: "They said you..."

"I've said it, I didn't steal or rob, why do you feel guilty?" Zhao Xinyun said, taking a sip of tea: "We ordered so much, it's really not good to waste it."

Yu Qingxu's stubborn temper came up: "They say that about you, I just don't want to stay here."

If Zhao Xinyun gave Yu Qingxu a positive answer about their relationship, he would stand up at this time, pull the woman to his side, hold his head high and chest puffed out to silence them.

But Yu Qingxu was very concerned about this. Zhao Xinyun did not express his attitude, nor did he reject his approach. It seemed that he was very close to her, but Yu Qingxu felt that she was so far away.

The huge gap made his good mood of the whole day disappear in an instant. His self-deceiving happiness was disturbed by the sudden awakening, and he felt wronged and sad. He got stuck in a dead end and began to keep silent.

Seeing this, Zhao Xinyun chuckled: "Why do you care about what they say? With your status, you can afford to support more women, let alone one. It's just..."

You care about me...

Zhao Xinyun raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Qingxu's cold face. Yu Qingxu looked up at her after hearing Zhao Xinyun's judgment. Although she was silent, the accusation in her eyes was still clear.

Forget it, Zhao Xinyun turned his head and stood up: "Let's go back, I'm tired too."

Yu Qingxu came out happily, but went back in a sullen mood. When he returned to the Yu residence, Yu Qingxu walked past Zhao Xinyun and went back to his room. Zhao Xinyun looked at the man in the rain and said helplessly, "The flowers are beautiful. Can I keep them in my room?"

Yu Qingxu paused with his back to Zhao Xinyun. He clenched his small hands into fists, and a sour and sweet taste swelled in his heart, sticky and greasy, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Yu Qingxu turned around desperately, looked at Zhao Xinyun, and asked what he had buried in his heart for a long time: "Are you willing to marry into the Yu family?"

Zhao Xinyun's blue eyes were still filled with helplessness as she looked at Yu Qingxu: "You are still young."

"I'm not a kid anymore." Yu Qingxu childishly retorted, "Most people have children already."

Yu Qingxu looked at Zhao Xinyun stubbornly. Zhao Xinyun turned the flower on his fingertips, as if thinking of something, and asked softly, "When will my sword be healed?"

Yu Qingxu was puzzled as to what their topic had to do with the sword, so he asked softly, "Why are you asking this?"

"The sword has arrived. I'll give you an answer." After Zhao Xinyun finished speaking, Yu Qingxu's face turned red as expected. He understood Zhao Xinyun's meaning almost instantly, and the curve of his mouth could hardly be suppressed. He bit his inner lip tightly, and his mouth bulged. After a stalemate for a while, he shook his sleeves in exasperation, stepped forward and snatched the flower from Zhao Xinyun's hand, and shouted to hide his emotions: "I'll raise you."

As soon as the flower was taken away, he turned around and ran back to his room. Zhao Xinyun looked at Yu Qingxu's hurried back, his eyes darkened.

the system asked.

-You want to get something for nothing?

"Just assume that's what I think." Zhao Xinyu followed him into the room. Yu Qingxu was happily placing the chrysanthemum into a snow-white, narrow-mouthed vase. After placing it there, he touched the petals with his fingers. The flower shook, and he smiled shyly.

Yu Qingxu's whole body seemed to be dazzled by a layer of light, the kind of joy from the inside out. Zhao Xinyun leaned against the door frame and lowered his eyes slightly. Yu Qingxu turned his head to look at Zhao Xinyun, and couldn't help but smile with his eyes bent.

Perhaps for Yu Qingxu, things that can be solved with money are all small matters, and Zhao Xinyu's use of such a simple matter to test him was a disguised acknowledgment of their relationship.

As long as Zhao Xinyun was willing to stay in Yu's house and get along well with him, he didn't mind no matter how harsh other people's words were. He didn't care about other people's thoughts in the first place. What he cared about was Zhao Xinyun as a person.

Always has been.