Chapter 475 Regret
Seeing Ling Chu didn't say anything, Qingfeng thought that she was talking about dowry, and she was shy, so he didn't tease her anymore.
He took out his folding fan and shook it, "Finally, I'm done. I'm leaving. Xiao Si, you should go back and rest early. See you tomorrow."
Ling Chu came back to his senses and nodded at him, "Senior brother, take care. See you tomorrow."
Qingfeng nodded and left.
The security in the capital was good, and Qingfeng didn't worry about Ling Chu's safety.
After a few days of busy work, he planned to drink some wine and listen to some songs, so as to avoid going back home so early and listening to his mother's nagging about blind dates.
After Qingfeng left, Ling Chu looked at the account book for a while, told Manager Lu to keep the store, and then left with Xia Zhi.
Seeing that it was still early, Ling Chu didn't take a carriage, and took Xia Zhi to walk and stroll, planning to go to the most famous "Zhang's Roast Chicken" store in Kyoto.
The roast chicken in that store is tender, fragrant, and extremely delicious.
Not only did Prince Dingyuan and Han Lin like to eat it, she and the princess also thought it tasted good.
It was almost time for dinner, so she bought two and shared them with the family.
Just as she turned a corner, a hoodlum came towards her.
He was just an unrelated person, so Ling Chu glanced at him casually and retracted her sight. She turned and walked along the side of the street.
Unexpectedly, the hoodlum on the opposite side saw her making way, and his body flashed and blocked her.
Fortunately, Ling Chu was not walking fast and stopped in time, otherwise she would have bumped into him.
She just frowned.
The other party stared at her up and down with lustful eyes, and stretched out his hand to her waist, "Hey, little beauty, where are you going?
It's getting late, you must be hungry. My brother's family has prepared good wine and food, you can go to my brother's house for dinner."
Xia Zhi didn't expect that this hoodlum was so bold that he dared to tease her girl under the feet of the emperor.
He kicked him angrily, "What a bastard, get out of here."
Xia Zhi's kick was only halfway through.
A young man in a crescent-shaped white brocade robe suddenly flew over from the side and kicked the thug to the ground with a "bang".
"Bah, which bastard dared to kick me, are you looking for death?"
The thug groaned twice while holding his stomach, and quickly turned over and climbed up, roaring viciously.
The young man in the white robe glared at him coldly, "You dare to mess around under the emperor's feet, do you want to taste the food in the Dali Temple prison?"
The thug was furious and rushed over with his sleeves rolled up.
The young man in the white robe dodged and kicked the other party away again, "If you don't want to die, get out of here quickly."
"Sir, spare my life, Sir, spare my life, I don't know the real man, I'm going to get out of here now." Seeing that the situation was not good, the thug could only beg for mercy and fled in disgrace, holding his chest.
The young man in white robe turned around and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, girl. The man has been beaten away... Ah, why is it the princess?"
Ling Chu's eyes fell on the other party's surprised face, stared at it for a moment, waved his hand to take back the hammer. Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
The young man in white robe changed his face, but soon returned to normal.
Quickly followed, "Princess... Chuchu, long time no see, how are you?"
Chuchu?
Ling Chu paused, frowned and tilted his head, "Mr. Zhao, we are not familiar with each other, you should not call me by my nickname. Also, your mansion is not this way, don't go the wrong way."
Ling Chu threw down the words coldly and continued to move forward.
Zhao Jingming clenched his fists, dodged and blocked in front again, and said anxiously, "Chuchu, I was blinded by my greed before, I was wrong, can you forgive me?"
Is Zhao Jingming sick? How long has the engagement been cancelled? Why did he mention these things?
"What do you mean by before? Did we have a before? Mr. Zhao, have you forgotten that you and I are just strangers now?"
"Chuchu, I know I was wrong before, and you are right to be angry. You can hit me or scold me, but please don't ignore me, okay?"
"After leaving you, I realized how wrong I was. I... I regret it."
"Chuchu, I like you, please give me another chance, okay?"
"As long as you are willing to marry me, I will listen to you in the future..."
Ling Chu was almost laughing at this man's shamelessness.
"Mr. Zhao, since you have a brain disease, don't go out and hang around. Go to the clinic to see a doctor.
If the doctor can't cure it, let Lord Zhao go to the palace to invite an imperial physician, so that you won't talk nonsense to anyone you meet."
Zhao Jingming saw her turn around and leave without mercy, and his face turned pale and blue.
Although he was angry and furious, he felt bad in his heart.
He really regretted it.
Why did he get so fooled that he believed his cousin's words and thought Ling Chu was really rude and unkind.
It would have been great if he hadn't broken off the engagement with her.
He, Zhao Jingming, was still the prince of the Duke's Mansion, and she was a princess. Their status was the best match.
If Prince Dingyuan was his father-in-law, his future would have been smooth.
Instead of being in such a mess now.
Thinking of the situation at home, Zhao Jingming was furious.
Ever since his mother had an affair with Taoist Qingyang and was killed by his father, his life with his sister Zhao Huanyan has been getting worse day by day.
Although there was no evidence, his father had always suspected his background because his appearance was three points similar to that of Taoist Qingyang.
Even his sister was implicated by her mother and was hated by his father.
After his mother died, his father let his favorite concubine, Aunt Fang, take charge of the household affairs, and also allowed her to suppress and deduct them in various ways.
He could tolerate all these.
But since Aunt Fang gave birth to a son, he realized that his father was still thinking about getting rid of his son, who might be a bastard.
Zhao Jingming knew that he could no longer sit still and wait for death.
He didn't want to die, he wanted to save his and his sister's lives.
Ling Chu's increasingly bright little face flashed through his mind. Zhao Jingming gritted his teeth and chased after him again.
"Chuchu, are you really so heartless? I really regret it. Let the past be in the past. Can we start over?
I love you so much. I really don’t want to live without you. "
Ling Chu was also annoyed by being pestered again and again.
He summoned a small hammer and pointed it directly at Zhao Jingming's head, "Don't want to live? Then just die!"
Zhao Jingming choked, "Chuchu..."
"stop!"
"Zhao Jingming, don't think I can't see it. You brought that gangster just now. You want to create an opportunity for a hero to save a beauty, and you want me to thank you and use this to interact with me, right?"
"It's a pity, I'm not mentally ill."
"Although there was an engagement between you and me, it was just a plan by Mrs. Dong for her own daughter. She planned to get rid of me and then let her daughter marry you.
From the beginning to the end, I have no feelings for you at all. Since the engagement has been terminated long ago, there should be no further involvement. No matter what your purpose is, I hope this ends and you don't have to dwell on it anymore.
Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude.
It really pissed me off. I'm going to invite everyone in the capital to listen to the story about you and the waiter. "
Seeing the coldness in her eyes, Zhao Jingming's face turned pale as paper.
Ling Chu snorted coldly, turned around, got on the carriage, and headed back home.
Being disturbed, Ling Chu had a hasty meal after returning home. After washing, he went back to his room to lie down and read a book.
She didn't blow out the candle until she felt sleepy, and was just about to go to bed.
Unexpectedly, a dark shadow suddenly came in outside the window... (End of this chapter)