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Watching the pair displaying such loving affection, almost resembling a newlywed couple, Su Qiuyu snorted coldly, a sneer of contempt filling her eyes, "So, she’s already married. Lucky it wasn’t her, otherwise I, Miss Su, certainly would not have let you off!"

After Liu Siqi and Zheng Ruyue left, Shopkeeper Liu hurried over from the back courtyard, looking apologetically at Su Qiuyu, who was drinking tea, "Miss Su, I’m really sorry. Our Boss suddenly had to leave due to some urgent business and won’t be able to meet with you."

Su Qiuyu’s hand paused while drinking tea, clearly dissatisfied.

Yaner huffed, "Is it that the old man doesn’t want to meet my mistress, or did you, Shopkeeper, fail to pass on the message?"

The smile on Shopkeeper Liu’s face vanished in an instant, and his fondness for Su Qiuyu and her maid dropped several notches. Such rudeness, and they say they’re from the Capital. Are all the people in the Capital this arrogant?

Shopkeeper Liu’s tone unavoidably carried a bit more estrangement, "However, the Boss did leave a message, saying the Young Master will be returning shortly. He asks Miss Su to wait in the elegant room on the second floor, where refreshments have already been prepared."

Su Qiuyu said nothing, placed her cup down, and gracefully rose to her feet. Yaner quickly stepped forward to support her and glared at Shopkeeper Liu, "Well? Aren’t you going to show us the way?"

Shopkeeper Liu’s eyebrows twitched with irritation.

He had lived for quite some time and this was the first he had ever been order around by a little girl barely in her teens.

He casually pointed to a young server to lead Su Qiuyu and her maid upstairs, then he himself turned and went back to the counter to continue with his accounts.

Yaner, seeing that Shopkeeper Liu was ignoring them, was so furious that she nearly stamped her foot.

Su Qiuyu glanced at her, "Let it go, why bother with him?"

After all, he is just a country bumpkin unaware of proper conduct.

Yaner snorted softly, muttering under her breath, "Wait until my future husband arrives, I’ll have him kick you out!"

"What future husband! Refer to him as Young Master Xia." Although Su Qiuyu said this, her heart was blooming with joy.

In the carriage, Xia Zheng leaned back, leisurely humming a tune, his complacent demeanor making Lin Yuan almost unable to bear looking at him.

Just thinking about Xia Zheng’s antics back at Rice Flower Fragrance, Lin Yuan was nearly spitting blood – he had made Ma Junying eat a jumble stuffed with salt and tricked another by claiming the peanut brittle was more delicious dipped in the sauce.

Liuzi was another troublemaker – when preparing the sauce, he just had to add vinegar and chili, and insisted it was Lin Yuan’s own invention.

Remembering Ma Junying’s awkwardness, not knowing whether to eat or not, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Hearing her laughter, Xia Zheng turned his head, his gaze darkening, "You little brat, always stirring up romantic troubles for me! From now on, for every suitor that comes along, I’ll pluck one out. If they come in pairs, I’ll pluck out both!"

"And what if there are more?" Lin Yuan asked playfully, raising an eyebrow at Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng, charmed by her adorable look, swiftly pulled her hand towards him, caressing it in his palm, and hummed, "Then I’ll uproot this peach blossom tree that’s attracting all the suitors and plant it in my room.

I’ll be the only one to see it, and we’ll see if any more peach blossoms dare to come flirting. "

Lin Yuan narrowed her eyes and glared at him, "You’d better remember these words. If you ever attract any romantic interests, it won’t be as simple as just plucking them out, as far as I’m concerned."

"Oh? What would you do?" Xia Zheng asked absent-mindedly as he fondled her small fingers, which were soft and warm, and amusing to play with.

Lin Yuan suddenly withdrew her hand, clenching it into a fist. She waved it in front of him as if to threaten, "I would fiercely pluck out your peach blossoms and step on them several times, grinding them into dust before throwing them into the soil, ensuring that you will never see or find them again! "