Chapter 67 - 67 066 Xie Shang Folding Peach Blossoms (First Update)

Chapter 67: 066: Xie Shang Folding Peach Blossoms (First Update) Chapter 67: 066: Xie Shang Folding Peach Blossoms (First Update) Chu Guanlin had just left when He Dongzhou’s call came in.

“Why weren’t you answering your phone?”

“I lost my phone, just found it.”

“Director Zou called me this afternoon, beating around the bush, asking why you left as soon as he arrived at today’s lunch meeting?”

“He was late.”

He Dongzhou asked, “By how long?”

“Six minutes.”

He Dongzhou didn’t say anything, this had always been Xie Shang’s habit. He had a strong concept of time, always arriving early for his appointments, but he didn’t wait for anyone.

Xie Shang didn’t like waiting for people.

That evening, a sudden gale brought down an old telegraph pole on Lotus Pond Street, causing a power outage for miles around. The lights were connected to that very pole.

As dusk gradually fell, Xie Shang took an umbrella and went out.

Dessert Shop’s Boss Wang saw him standing under the eaves with an umbrella and invited him inside.

“Boss Xie, waiting for someone?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s raining. Why don’t you come in and wait?”

Xie Shang thanked him and walked into the shop, choosing a spot with a good view to sit down. Boss Wang brought over a bowl of sweet soup, which Xie Shang tasted and found it too sweet.

He occasionally glanced towards the intersection.

He sat in the shop for about forty minutes, leaving his mobile phone behind when he left.

*****

As Xie Shang had said, the next day the neighborhood was buzzing with the news about Wen Changling’s relationship with Xie Shang. Their interest shifted quickly, no longer discussing Ah Na’s matter, and they started making various assumptions about the hardships Wen Changling would face after marrying into a wealthy family.

It certainly wouldn’t be smooth sailing, there would certainly be class prejudice, they would certainly use money to force a breakup—this was how it always played out on TV dramas.

“One million, perhaps.”

the mahjong table thought one million was a

the owner

owns a bank.

Boss Song, who sold fertilizer, won with the thirty-thousand tile: “That’s what you don’t know, the wealthier the

Makes sense.

conservative, settling for whatever she could win rather than banking on self-drawn wins: “If it were me, I’d take the money and break up, better than ending

a big hand: “Break up what? I’d find a way to get married into that

next player couldn’t believe it: “You can get that

picked up a new tile and didn’t even need to look at it to know what it was—a quick rub with her thumb was enough. A corner of her mouth curled up as she slammed down her hand, “Bam, self-drawn pair of twos, pure

about splitting money, it

of Elder Mr. Guan’s elder brother, and as usual, Gu Yihuan organized a welcome party, held at a farmhouse near Yang

door

an old

greeted him proactively, “Long

Shang replied, “Long time no

out to

Guan Qingyu left first.

south, so Elder Mr. Guan named his eldest granddaughter Qingyu to

acquaintances; Xie Shang found a spot to

the most boisterous among

acted like an emperor, taking up two seats and bossily instructing Wang Shanxi,

was reading and went to adjust the

phone vibrated, and

Sister Tao’s Moments, give it a like

added her as a

Changling: “I’ll send

One minute later.

Changling: “Did you add her? Did

Xie Shang: “Liked.”

an expression for ‘goodbye’

is really

brought a friend back, a girl named Mingming.

was the last

my elementary school classmate, Xie Shang,” Guan Qingyu pulled

generously, “Mr. Xie Shang, I’ve long heard

Shang stood up and nodded in greeting,

The epitome of perfection.

Mingming’s first impression of

two ladies headed to the bar area. It was quiet there, allowing the ladies to

but Xie Shang still scored exceptionally high in her books. It wasn’t just because of his looks; there was

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