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Meng Chunyan had some unpleasantness with Jin Lingling and originally planned to stay in the mansion without going out, but staying inside all the time was boring, so she eventually went out alone.

"Hmm, the pastries from the Century-old Cake Shop are getting harder and harder to eat," Meng Chunyan said, pinching a piece of pastry she’d just bought. She had a bite and immediately frowned disdainfully before tossing it back into the food box.

The little maid serving her knew her mistress was in a bad mood.

She hurriedly packed the pastry away and whispered, "The Century-old Cake Shop really doesn’t have anything new.

I’ve heard that new Rice Flower Fragrance place has lots of new varieties.

Miss, why don’t we go there and try? Maybe you’ll find something you like. "

Meng Chunyan gave her a look and snorted discontentedly, "Are you dumb or stupid? What good food can there be from a shop opened by country folks? Besides, have you forgotten what I said last time we went to Rice Flower Fragrance with Jin Lingling? If I go there now to buy pastries, wouldn’t that be slapping my own face? "

The little maid timidly bowed her head and weakly apologized.

Meng Chunyan, utterly bored, casually lifted the carriage curtain to look outside. She had seen the street vendors out there a hundred and eighty times already, not offering anything fresh. How disappointing.

Just as she was about to lower the curtain, Meng Chunyan’s eyes lit up when she saw the carriage traveling in front of her own.

Wasn’t that the same carriage she had seen when she left the Century-old Cake Shop the other day?

Jin Lingling, that idiot, even praised the other’s carriage.

She didn’t expect to run into it again today.

Remembering Jin Lingling’s admiration for this carriage, Meng Chunyan suddenly felt excited.

She, too, had a new carriage, given to her by her elder brother from Yecheng.

Jin Lingling hadn’t even bothered to take a second look at it, let alone praise it.

Today, she was determined to race against this carriage.

Once she won, she would go to Jin Mansion to show off to Jin Lingling and see if she would still look down on her.

Having made up her mind, Meng Chunyan let the curtain fall and loudly instructed the coachman.

The coachman, after all, was a veteran who had been driving for many years. He had already noticed the carriage ahead. But what he didn’t expect was his mistress actually ordering him to chase after that carriage!

"Miss, perhaps we should..."

Before the coachman could finish, the carriage curtain was abruptly pulled open, revealing the maid’s furious little face: "When Miss gives an order, your only job is to follow it. When did you get the right to haggle?"

The coachman, speechless, could only nod and bow in agreement. Oh well, it wasn’t his carriage anyway. Bracing himself, he said, "Miss, hold on tight."

"Giddy up!" The coachman snapped his whip fiercely, and the horses kicked up their hooves and chased after the carriage ahead.

The carriage ahead had no idea someone was pursuing them and was traveling at its usual pace, so Meng Chunyan’s carriage quickly caught up.

However, though the street was the main thoroughfare and quite spacious, with pedestrians and vendors on either side, the two carriages running side by side were indeed a tight squeeze.

The carriages progressed neck and neck, their shafts nearly touching.

Meng Chunyan’s carriage was of poor quality to begin with, and now it shook even more due to the high speed and the inadvertent collisions.

Sitting inside the carriage, Meng Chunyan gripped the handles tightly, not daring to let go.

But as she thought of her carriage catching up, she burst into triumphant laughter.

She wanted to lift the curtain to see the scared expressions of the people in the other carriage, but she was too busy holding on, and the maid had already shut her eyes in fear, not daring to move.