Jiang Fuying lowered her eyes and slowly chewed on these words.
She couldn't help but recall her past life. When she encountered a thorny problem while managing the family, instead of standing by her side, Pei Qing'an rebuked her, saying, "Ignorant woman! You bear the title of my lawful wife, but you can't fulfill the responsibilities of one!"
Back then, she was so infatuated and foolish that she endured all kinds of grievances, always hoping to change Pei Qing'an.
But look at this life.
Although the Young Master Lu was known as a profligate, his actions always showed that he cared about her.
Tears welled up in her eyes. Jiang Fuying turned her head away, afraid that he would notice her uneasiness.
Suddenly, a gentle and sincere male voice came from beside her ear.
"Miss Jiang, it was my fault before. I promise you that from now on, I will never come home late. If there's an urgent matter that makes me come home late, I'll definitely send someone to inform you in advance."
Jiang Fuying kept silent.
Everyone in the capital knew that the Young Master Lu loved cockfighting and dog - running. Asking him to come home early was even more difficult than forcing him to go to school with a knife to his throat.
She thought his promise was just a casual remark to coax her.
Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a few tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
She cooperated with him and replied, "Okay."
"Wait for me for a few days. I'll help you figure out what kind of shop would be suitable during these days."
"Okay."
...
For some reason, perhaps because he had promised to help her find a solution, or for some other reason, Lu Huaizhou came home early before dinner for many consecutive days.
Even Lady Lu was quite surprised. "Huaizhou has liked to run outside since he was a child. Now he's actually willing to stay at home."
As she said this, Lady Lu lovingly patted the back of Jiang Fuying's hand and couldn't help but sigh, "Fuying, you and Huaizhou have such a good relationship. It seems that this is the predestined marriage."
For many consecutive days, Lu Huaizhou often stayed in the study.
He wrote and drew, coming up with many ideas for opening a shop, but he didn't think any of them were suitable.
After all, this was ancient times. Although he had a wealth of ideas, there were too many limitations, making it extremely difficult to implement them.
Moreover, this was Miss Jiang's first time opening a shop, and he also wanted everything to be perfect.
"No, this won't work either."
When Lu Huaizhou tossed aside the rice paper filled with his ideas for the umpteenth time, the door of the study was pushed open.
"Creak."
The door opened, and a bright light shone in.
Lu Huaizhou looked up and saw a graceful figure.
"Young Master, you haven't had lunch. I've told the kitchen to prepare some food for you." Jiang Fuying carried a food box and walked towards him.
Something seemed to hit Lu Huaizhou hard in his heart.
He was in a daze.
Apart from his mother and sister, few people ever cared whether he had eaten or not.
"Miss Jiang, I..."
"Young Master, have your meal." Jiang Fuying placed the food box on the desk and said calmly.
Lu Huaizhou's eyes followed her all the time.
Until he saw her turn around gracefully... and leave?!
Lu Huaizhou couldn't hold it back anymore. He felt inexplicably frustrated.
Normally, she would always chat with him with a smile, but today she was so cold.
It must be because he had made her wait for several days in vain, and she was disappointed.
Thinking like this, he became more and more annoyed.
Jiang Fuying didn't know that he had secretly imagined so many scenarios in his mind.
She bent down and carefully picked up the rice paper on the ground, sorting them out one by one and then stacking them up.
When she stepped into the study just now, she had noticed these rice papers.
As she sorted them, she quietly examined the content on the papers.
Not to mention anything else, his calligraphy was so powerful that it was far beyond what an ordinary noble family's son could achieve.
Looking at the content, it was well - organized, well - reasoned, and took everything into consideration.
Even with her ten years of experience as the mistress in charge of a family, she still found it eye - opening.
With his talent, if he were outside, he would at least be a capable shopkeeper!
If he were in any of the noble families, it would be even more remarkable!
The noble families had resources and power. With his ability to recognize and use talents properly, he would surely be an excellent successor of the family.
But he had the reputation of a "profligate".
There must be something...
Jiang Fuying couldn't help but frown.
Seeing that she was tidying up those waste papers, Lu Huaizhou quickly got up. "Miss Jiang, these are all waste papers. You don't need to tidy them up. Just leave them aside."
Throw them away?
Jiang Fuying pinched one of the rice papers and suddenly raised her eyes to look at him steadily.
Her autumn - water eyes were full of ripples, like a bright moon, making people feel a sense of awe.
"Why are you hiding your talents, Young Master?"
Lu Huaizhou froze on the spot, looking extremely uncomfortable. "My reputation as a profligate is well - known throughout the capital. Where do I need to hide my talents..."
Jiang Fuying calmly stared at him.
Since he didn't want to say, there must be his reasons.
She had no intention of exploring why he was hiding his talents, but she was eager to ask about the craftsmanship of that mirror.
"Young Master, I have another thing to ask you." She awkwardly changed the topic.
Lu Huaizhou suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
So close! He almost couldn't explain himself!
"Miss Jiang, just ask. I'll surely tell you everything I know."
"Okay." Jiang Fuying curved her lips. The next second, she took out the mirror she had prepared in her sleeve like a magic trick and showed it in front of him.
Seeing this familiar mirror, the breath that Lu Huaizhou had just exhaled suddenly got stuck in his throat.
Wasn't this the glazed mirror he had made casually? How did it end up in her hands?
But Jiang Fuying seemed not to notice his uneasiness and said on her own, "I saw this mirror on your desk, Young Master. I thought it was very rare. This mirror is clear and bright, and it can even magnify the facial expressions. It's much better than an ordinary bronze mirror."
"I wanted to find a craftsman to make an identical one for me. But you know what, Young Master?"
"... What?" Lu Huaizhou took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.
"The craftsmen all said that the craftsmanship of this mirror was extremely rare in the world, and they simply couldn't make it."
Jiang Fuying pursed her lips and pretended to be regretful. "So I came to ask the Young Master where you found the craftsman. Could you recommend one or two?"
Ask him to recommend a craftsman?
Lu Huaizhou suddenly had a feeling of being tricked.
Miss Jiang had just asked him if he was hiding his talents, and now she took out this glazed mirror. So this was...
Noticing the change in his expression, a hint of cunning flashed in her autumn - water eyes.
Only tricks win hearts.
She had already seen through him: although he seemed nonchalant on the surface, he actually enjoyed sincere praise from others.
So she didn't stint on her praise. "The craftsmanship of this mirror is excellent and very practical. I think it must be the work of a master."
"I'm afraid there's no one in the capital whose craftsmanship is better than this master's."
The calmness that Lu Huaizhou had tried so hard to maintain finally broke.
Brilliant fireworks seemed to explode in his mind, and the corners of his lips uncontrollably curled up wildly.
It was the first time he had been praised as a "master", and he couldn't help but be excited.
Jiang Fuying held the mirror carefully and sighed, "To be honest with you, Young Master, this mirror is so rare. I'm thinking of finding that master and opening a shop selling such mirrors. It will surely be very popular."
"What do you think, Young Master?"
Lu Huaizhou was so flattered by the praise that he couldn't tell what she was specifically asking.
He subconsciously replied, "Excellent!"
"Then, as the master, would you be willing to tell me the craftsmanship of this mirror, Young Master?"
"Of course I can!"
The smile on Jiang Fuying's lips deepened.
And Lu Huaizhou suddenly realized: Miss Jiang had deliberately dug a pit and waited for him to jump in!
But Jiang Fuying put another high - hat on him. "Just as you said before, Young Master, as long as our family members support each other, the shop will thrive, and our days will surely get better and better. We can also give those two branches of the family a good slap in the face."
Under his shocked gaze, Jiang Fuying smiled faintly and handed the glazed mirror to him, hinting, "Young Master, please."