Just now in Luhua Pavilion, they said the dim sum in Yongchun Tower was delicious. So after leaving the shop, they made their way straight towards Yongchun Tower.
Although Yongchun Tower was well - known for its dim sum, it was actually a restaurant. As it was almost lunchtime, Fu Zhen decided to have lunch there before returning to the mansion.
The carriage swayed for about the time it took to drink a cup of tea and then stopped steadily.
Cui Huan got off the carriage first. She was the one who always helped Fu Zhen get on and off the carriage. Just as Fu Zhen was about to lift the curtain and get off inside the carriage, she heard Cui Huan's voice from outside: "Greetings, Young Master."
Fu Zhen paused and frowned slightly.
Chen Tingfeng had gone out early this morning. Who would have thought that they would bump into each other right at the door of the restaurant.
"Be excused," Chen Tingfeng said calmly. His gaze turned to the carriage. Seeing the curtain move slightly, he knew Fu Zhen was inside. But he wondered why there was suddenly no sound. It seemed that she didn't want to see him.
He lowered his eyes and slowly said, "Cousin, what a coincidence."
Hearing this, Fu Zhen naturally understood that Chen Tingfeng was deliberately hinting at her. So she had no choice but to lift the curtain, hold Cui Huan's hand and get off the carriage. Then she bowed to Chen Tingfeng and said, "I hope cousin is well."
She knew that although Chen Tingfeng seemed like an upright and gentle gentleman on the surface, in fact, he was arrogant, domineering and narrow - minded.
She didn't want to see him, but he just had to make her.
Chen Tingfeng nodded slightly. Just as he was about to say something, someone patted him on the shoulder.
"Shao Chuan, why are you standing at the door and not going in?" The person who came was handsome with a bright expression. His peach - blossom eyes made his eyebrows and eyes look amorous. He looked extremely wealthy and was holding a folding fan in his hand. One couldn't help but praise him as a true playboy.
Fu Zhen looked at him and blinked.
She had never seen this person in her dream.
When the man got closer and saw Fu Zhen's appearance clearly, he was immediately stunned.
Fu Zhen was wearing a goose - yellow dress today with a white fox fur stole over it. The fur gently rubbed against her face. Coupled with her clear almond eyes, looking at him at this moment, she was like a little fox cub just born into the world, looking delicate and innocent.
He had seen more beautiful women, but he just felt that the girl in front of him was particularly alluring.
If one said she was innocent, there seemed to be a worldly indifference in the depths of her eyes. It seemed that one could see into her heart at a glance, but it also seemed like there was a layer of fog, hazy and unclear, with a bit of mystery.
It made him eager to find out more. He stared at Fu Zhen and lost himself in thought.
Fu Zhen felt a bit uncomfortable under his gaze. She tilted her head slightly to avoid his eyes, and her pretty face blushed slightly.
The man suddenly came back to his senses. He "swished" open his folding fan and waved it, half covering his face. He seemed a bit embarrassed and said apologetically, "I was rude just now. Please don't blame me, miss."
Fu Zhen stepped aside to avoid his bow. Her cheeks were still a bit red. She shook her head and said softly, "It's okay. Sir, you don't need to be so polite."
The man smiled. Looking back, he saw Chen Tingfeng staring at him expressionlessly. He knew that Chen Tingfeng was a bit dissatisfied. He couldn't help but touch his nose and leaned closer to whisper, "Come on, stop looking at me with those dead - fish eyes. I really didn't do it on purpose."
Chen Tingfeng was not interested in women. He was so quiet and indifferent that he was like a monk who hadn't shaved his head. He always looked down on other people's dissolute behavior.
Chen Tingfeng glanced at him but didn't say a word.
The man felt a bit out of place but wasn't angry. Instead, he winked and said, "I saw you talking to her just now. You know each other, right? Good for you, Chen Shao Chuan. You even dared to hide the fact that you have a sweetheart from this prince!"
Chen Tingfeng gave the man a cold look and said, "This is my younger cousin."
The man was stunned, but Chen Tingfeng didn't explain further. He just said to Fu Zhen in a soft voice, "Since we've met, let's have lunch together."
After saying that, he walked in first, obviously not wanting them to continue to be stared at by people at the door of the restaurant.
The man let out a "hiss" and murmured something. Fu Zhen didn't hear it clearly, but she saw him turn his head and smile at her, saying, "He's just embarrassed. Shao Chuan has been thin - skinned since he was a child."
Fu Zhen didn't think he was thin - skinned. At most, Chen Tingfeng just thought it was embarrassing and wanted to leave quickly.
She had already witnessed Chen Tingfeng's cold - heartedness in her dream. But of course, she couldn't say so on the surface. So she just smiled in agreement when she heard this.
She didn't know this man's identity, but he seemed extremely familiar with Chen Tingfeng when they talked. He even knew about Chen Tingfeng's childhood. It seemed that they were very close.
If so, his family background must be quite high.
Fu Zhen's heart skipped a beat. She talked to him calmly.
"Shao Chuan just said you're his younger cousin, but why have I never seen you before?" the man asked.
It seemed like an off - hand question with a bit of prying. But his attitude was so amiable that it was more like a friendly inquiry, not offensive at all.
This was a skill that only those who had been in a high position for a long time had.
Fu Zhen walked beside him and walked up the winding stairs. Hearing this, she explained gently, "I just came to the capital a few days ago. I've never been to the Marquis Mansion before. I just met cousin recently."
She didn't rashly reveal her own background. Firstly, her identity was actually not very glorious. Secondly, the Marquis Mansion only recognized her as the second cousin who came from afar. For her own reputation and the reputation of the Marquis Mansion, she couldn't just reveal her identity like this.
"Cousin?" The man laughed meaningfully. "I'm as close as a brother to your cousin. You can just call me cousin too."
Fu Zhen didn't expect him to be so familiar. She was slightly stunned when she heard this. But then she heard a whistling sound. The man "swished" open his folding fan and blocked something.
Fu Zhen was startled. She thought they had encountered some kind of hidden weapon. After calming down, she looked closely at the ground and found that it was just a peanut.
At this time, the two of them stepped onto the last step. The man waved his undamaged folding fan and smiled at Fu Zhen, saying, "Look, your cousin is angry."
Fu Zhen felt that she had been stunned more and more since she met these two people. This man looked amorous, but in fact, his actions were unpredictable.
The man walked in with a smile. Seeing Chen Tingfeng pouring a cup of tea, he reached out and took the cup, then drank the tea in one gulp. "Good tea, good tea."
Chen Tingfeng reached out to grab it, but the man quickly turned around and held the cup tightly. Who would have thought that Chen Tingfeng was just feigning an attack. He turned his head and snatched the folding fan hanging on the man's waist. With a toss, the folding fan landed outside the door with a dull sound.
"Hey—" The man pointed at Chen Tingfeng, both angry and amused. He pointed at him and said, "You're so vindictive."
The servant behind the man quickly went out to pick up the folding fan.
As he moved, a corner of something in the servant's chest was exposed. Fu Zhen quietly glanced at it. After seeing it clearly, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
It was a token.
In her dream, after she married Chen Tingfeng and became the Young Master's wife, she had to go to the palace for banquets during festivals. She had seen this kind of token in the palace.
She lowered her eyes and secretly speculated about the man's identity.
No wonder he looked so wealthy. It turned out that he was from the palace.
After having some fun with Chen Tingfeng, the man sat down. Seeing Fu Zhen quietly drinking tea beside him, with a dignified and polite posture and a pure and cute appearance, he couldn't help but feel a bit more fond of her.
"What I said just now is true," seeing Fu Zhen looking up, he said with a smile. "I've known your cousin Shao Chuan since childhood. We're like brothers. Since you're his younger cousin, you're also my younger cousin. From now on, you can just call me Big Brother Xie."
This time, Chen Tingfeng was sitting steadily in his seat, drinking tea, unmoved by anything. He didn't even give them a look.
Fu Zhen knew that Chen Tingfeng had agreed. Although she didn't need to act according to Chen Tingfeng's wishes, after all, they were cousins. They still had to take care of their relationship in public and couldn't openly show their disharmony. So a faint smile appeared on her face. "Big Brother Xie."
Hearing this call, the man felt extremely comfortable. He always felt that he had taken advantage of Chen Tingfeng. For a moment, he beamed with joy.
Chen Tingfeng was too lazy to pay attention to him.