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Xu Changâan was dumbfounded on the side.
Like?
What kind of like?
He didnât expect that Zhu Pingniang would use someone elseâs mouth to tell him this.
The keen Xu Changâan instantly felt how much trouble was hidden in this.
He regretted it now, really regretted it. Perhaps he shouldnât have followed; if he hadnât, he wouldnât have heard this outrageous thing.
However, he was also somewhat relieved, because after all, it was a past affection, which might not be the case now, and besides... Senior Zhu loved to joke, didnât she?
The female shopkeeper was quite helpless, but she did not think that because of this Zhu Pingniang only liked girls and didnât like Xu Changâan. She still had no doubt about Zhu Pingniangâs fondness for Xu Changâan.
Did you see the small white flower at Zhu Pingniangâs temple?
The angle and position of it are very clumsy, obviously not done by a woman skilled in makeup techniques. Who else could it be but Xu Changâan?
Thatâs why she was so curious about the relationship between Xu Changâan and Zhu Pingniang from the moment they met.
"Sister, saying this in front of him... isnât it inappropriate?" The female shopkeeper lowered her voice.
"Whatâs inappropriate?" Zhu Pingniang tilted her head: "Iâm just joking. I was even more foolish back then, as pure as a little white flower, not even realizing Iâd fallen in love with her. By the time I understood... it was all too late."
The silly girl turned out to be myself.
People always unknowingly pass the years. Looking back across the shore. Even discovering time is long and lasting.
"I donât want to hear my sisterâs love history." The female shopkeeper was even more helpless. Itâs because of this lack of romance that you canât get married.
Xu Changâan was beside her, already considering whether he should cover his ears.
Regret?
Now he understood why all heâd seen today were black and white hints... it was because of regret, thatâs why there was obsession.
"You donât want to listen, and I donât really want to talk about it." Zhu Pingniang knocked the female shopkeeper on the head, thinking if not to hint to Xu Changâan, she wouldnât expose her shortcomings in front of juniors.
Zhu Pingniang rolled her eyes at the female shopkeeper and asked, "So, youâre asking me... because you want to talk about something that, when you think back on it, makes you proud?"
"Becoming one of the girls under your management." The female shopkeeper felt now wasnât the right moment to say it, but still wanted to express it.
"No matter how fifty years pass, as long as I think of having passed the test to become one of your girls, the pride is uncontrollable."
Since this was the most fervent and proud thing in her heart, how could she hinder her daughter from wanting to become one of the girls under Zhu Pingniang.
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Xu Changâan lowered his gaze, thinking that for Zhu Pingniang to be liked by people like this... she really is a good person.
Also realizing, so Junior Master Qin had so many romantic rivals.
And Zhu Pingniang understood what she meant to say.
"Like mother, like daughter. You both keep on being so unambitious."
Zhu Pingniang said, but then thought that many things in the world have nothing to do with effort. Just like the female shopkeeperâs daughter, who actually doesnât have musical talent, wanting to become an excellent entertainer like her mother... would be very difficult.
If I have time, I should guide the little girl so she doesnât take too many detours.
But even thinking that way, she said out loud: "In another fifty years? In another fifty years, this Ni Zi would be in the ground, how would you still be able to think of me?"
After she said it, Zhu Pingniangâs own expression changed.
"Yes, and youâre from the Immortal Sect too." The female shopkeeper smiled: "When the time comes, will you come to see me, sister?"
"Stop dreaming, I wonât have the time."