Chapter 449: Chapter 448: I Have to Take Responsibility for Someone~
Yingwu’s movements were nimble.
He swiftly went downstairs and got into a fight with someone. That person’s hands were bound, a look of faint anger on his face, and he exhibited some skill in movement and footwork, but how could he compete with Yingwu.
In just a brief moment, he was apprehended and brought upstairs.
Shen Hua’s demeanor was fierce: "Hey, you fancy the Ming Family girl, don’t you!"
The man had a stalwart physique, with broad shoulders. Now subdued, he did not seem to panic but asked with a cold voice.
"I am unaware, how have I offended such an honorable person?"
The girl looked at him unhappily: "At your age, one should stand firm in their convictions. Do not let worldly possessions blind your eyes."
Seeing this, Liu Chu sensed something was amiss.
"Do you recognize this person?"
Shen Hua: "More than recognize!"
Yicui, who served by Shen Hua’s side, stood next to the girl and glanced at Song Mi, finding his features utterly unfamiliar.
She stepped forward and advised softly, "The servant has never seen him, Madam may have mistaken him for someone else."
No sooner had she finished speaking than the sound of drumming could be heard from outside, one beat louder than the next, as if to reach the skies. The commotion downstairs grew greater, and from time to time, one could hear voices.
"Who’s stepping on my foot? That’s brand new! If you ruin it, you have to compensate!"
"Here they come, here they come, Mr. Ming has arrived!"
Shen Hua’s ears perked up, and she couldn’t help but look out the window.
Seeing this, Yicui smiled: "Madam, please let him go quickly, lest you delay a good match."
The just calmed Shen Hua turned her head back around.
"He! Can! Dream!"
Song Mi had roamed the south and stormed the north, never encountering such shamelessness before. His gaze lingered on Yicui momentarily, then swiftly moved away, observing propriety. He looked out the window instead.
Shen Hua had been observing his actions closely.
She knew that Miss Ming would later be throwing the embroidery ball from the second floor of the restaurant. She was just about to angrily close the window.
Yicui was silent for a moment, then serenely moved next to Song Mi, first giving a respectful bow. Then she adeptly produced one ingot of Silver from her bosom, offering it to the bound hands of Song Mi.
"I kindly request you to avert your gaze elsewhere, so as to not anger our girl."
"You look no older than twenty, why would you want to be a live-in son-in-law?"
Song Mi refused: "No work, no pay."
With a whoosh, the Silver ended up in the hands of Yingwu who had a knack for spotting dropped coins.
"If you don’t want it, I do!"
Song Mi was already in a state of eager anxiety, but upon meeting Yicui’s calm gaze, he found a moment’s relief. He doesn’t know why, but still managed to stay patient: "I am here to look for someone, not for the Ming Family girl."
Upon hearing this, Shen Hua tapped her toes against the floor, one after the other: "Our Yicui, with her good looks and temperament, and even knows to give you Silver for spending, is indeed a top-notch girl."
Yingwu heard this and frowned: "Yicui, we’ve known each other for so long, why have you given him Silver but never to me? Do I not look poor enough?"
Song Mi furrowed his brows, unsure how he got tangled in this mess. He certainly could have been more heartless in his refusal, but for some reason, seeing Yicui’s perplexed expression, he said: "Perhaps what was said earlier wasn’t clear, I already have a fiancée. We were separated many years ago. This trip is to find her."
Shen Hua could no longer feign ignorance of whom he was searching for!
She was just about to point out Yicui and let Song Mi take a closer look when she saw Yicui, avoiding any appearance of impropriety, distance herself from Song Mi, and what was about to be said turned into a smiling remark.
"Looking for someone?"
"I am quite well-informed, why not describe the person you’re looking for, maybe I can help."
Song Mi had heard this all too often.
He didn’t wish to believe it anymore. Yet, he couldn’t let go of a slim chance.
He tried to recall.
"She is dark-skinned."
Shen Hua looked toward Yicui.
Lively and pretty, with fair skin.
"In her youth, she was so malnourished, she probably wouldn’t have been as tall as my chest."
Nonsense! She’s taller than your shoulder!
"As for the rest, I can’t remember. But she must have memories too."
The ropes on his hands were untied, and Song Mi should have left, but thinking of the crowd downstairs and the excellent view from this place to get a clear look later, Song Mi shamelessly stayed put.
Shen Hua: ...
In a past life, it must have been luck that led Song Mi to find Yicui.
"If she’s right in front of you, could you recognize her?"
"Naturally."
Shen Hua was lost for words.
But she turned her head to ask Yicui: "Isn’t he a rather sentimental guy?"
Yicui hesitated for a moment, unavoidably thinking of her own origin.
In her early years, she always had the expectation and hope to reunite with old acquaintances. Therefore, when Madam intended to arrange a marriage for her, she tactfully declined.
But time has passed for too long, and with prolonged disappointment, she no longer harbored such extravagant hopes.
That she was alive was due to good fortune in meeting Madam, and he might well have died in the famine long ago.
"I don’t think so."
Yicui softly said, "Why bother? Most pursuits end fruitless. Life is fleeting; there is really no need to be overly fixated."
Song Mi’s good impression of her completely dissipated.
This person really says unpleasant things!
"To be frank, I’ve obtained a clue that she is serving as a maid beside the wife of the richest man in Hui State. Therefore, I’ve come here today."
Yicui was slightly surprised: "I’ve spoken out of turn, then I wish you well."
Shen Hua stopped paying attention to the matchmaking event with the embroidery ball.
She grinned, watching the two people. She wanted to see when these two fools would recognize each other.
The floor below quieted down. A proud voice came through.
"We welcome all guests. My daughter Yuan, who’s awaiting marriage, holds this embroidery ball event today to find a suitor. The rules, I presume, need not be repeated by me."
"The auspicious time has arrived, quickly bring forth the lady."
Instantly, the crowd erupted into noise.
Miss Ming appeared on the second floor.
However, the people in the private room didn’t even glance at Miss Ming, their eyes unanimously fixed on the maids behind her, one tall in stature, the other...
The girl curled the edges of her lips.
"Ha!"
Her tone was ghostly, carrying a mischievous air.
"Short, skinny, dark, all checked off."
Song Mi stared intently at the maid behind her, his eyes brimming with warmth, afraid that if he blinked, she would disappear.
He thought! It must be her!
For some reason, he shared his joy with Yicui, "It can’t be wrong."
Yicui’s eyes flickered with a touch of emotion: "Heaven does not let down the hopeful; it seems you are indeed blessed."
Shen Hua held back but, unable to contain her anger, walked over, intending to give Song Mi another chance with exasperation!
She pushed Yicui in front of Song Mi.
"Still looking?"
"Look at her!"
"Yingwu."
"Your servant is here."
"Drive those two to the corner. It’s really eyesore seeing them here!"
Yicui did not understand what she had done wrong.
Shen Hua’s orders were always followed to the letter by Yingwu.
Below, the embroidery ball was thrown, and the crowd pursued it.
Yingwu effortlessly grabbed both of them, making them stand face to face, expressionless, and did not forget to urge them.
"Hurry up, the lady wants you two to have a chat."
Liu Chu remained silent the entire time. She thought! At last, she understood why Shen Hua could suppress Cui Rong.
Until a red shadow flashed by outside the window.
"Be careful!"
Shen Hua looked back, closed her eyes on seeing the sight, and reached out to grab.
"Master! The embroidery ball has entered the adjacent private room!"
"Don’t delay in inviting the person out for the wedding ceremony."
The sound of firecrackers popped and crackled approaching.
Shen Hua, holding the delicate embroidery ball in her arms, rushed to open the door impatiently.
The silhouette of the actor weighed heavily.
"Life is always fraught with difficulties and dilemmas!"
But Yangyang was very happy.
"I have to take responsibility for someone~"
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