sjar Chapter 358 Repay?
Chapter 358 Repay?
Guihua tilted her head and looked at Long Qiushan, her face full of confusion. She subconsciously asked, "Repay?"
Seeing Guihua's reaction, Long Qiushan couldn't help but smile. His laughter was bright and cheerful. "I saved you, so naturally you have to repay me. Could it be that you just want to walk away and pretend that this life-saving favor never happened?"
"I just gave them all the money in my purse, and now I have no money left." Guihua explained anxiously, frowning, with a look of helplessness and anxiety.
"But don't worry, after sending me back, I will definitely give you the silver." Her eyes were firm, trying to make Long Qiushan believe her.
Long Qiushan opened the folding fan in his hand and shook it gently, with a playful smile on his lips, and said, "How can it be done with silver?" His eyes moved on Guihua, revealing some elusive meaning.
Guihua looked at Long Qiushan in confusion, not knowing what he wanted in return.
The servant who was rowing the boat couldn't help but interrupt, "The thing our young master has the most is money."
Guihua bit her lip and asked again, "Then how do you want me to repay you?" Her voice trembled slightly, and her heart was full of anxiety.
Long Qiushan closed his folding fan, stared at Guihua with burning eyes, and said word by word: "I will pledge my body to you." His tone was firm, without the slightest hint of joking, which startled Guihua so much that her eyes widened instantly.
"No...no way!"
Guihua's face turned red instantly, and she waved her hands in panic, shouting, "I haven't reached the age of marriage yet! If that's what you want, then send me back!" Her voice was tearful, and her eyes were full of anger and fear.
Long Qiushan raised his eyebrows and teased, "Am I so despicable? The young lady would rather devote herself to those two hooligans than repay me?" There was a bit of dissatisfaction and self-mockery in his tone, but his eyes were fixed on Guihua's reaction.
Long Qiushan looked at Guihua's anxious and embarrassed look and found it very funny. He almost couldn't help laughing out loud. He quickly concealed his smile and turned to the servant and said, "Since this girl has taken a fancy to the two gentlemen on the shore, send her back!" He deliberately raised his voice with obvious anger.
"Don't!" Guihua finally couldn't help crying, tears rolling down like beads with broken string, her shoulders kept shaking, looking extremely pitiful and helpless.
When Long Qiushan saw Guihua crying, he suddenly became anxious and said in a panic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Don't cry, I just wanted to play a joke on you, I didn't mean to do anything to you, please don't cry, okay?" His face was full of regret and heartache, and he anxiously tried to stop Guihua's tears.
"A joke? How can you joke like that? It's not funny at all!" Guihua's face was covered with tears. She glared at Long Qiushan angrily, and her voice was filled with sobs.
The servant boy rowed the boat hard while advising, "Girl, don't be angry. Just now, our master saw those two thugs chasing you and was very anxious, so he asked me to dock the boat. As soon as you get on the boat, I will row the boat away quickly without delaying for a moment." The servant boy panted as he spoke, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
Hearing this, Guihua gradually stopped crying and her mood calmed down a little. The boat was indeed slowly approaching the shore, and it turned out that they did it on purpose.
Seeing that Guihua had stopped crying, the servant continued, "Our young master is not a bad person, but he is not a decent person."
As the boy was speaking, a folding fan smacked him on the head. Long Qiushan feigned anger and said, "Huai'an, who are you talking about?"
The boat swayed slowly on the water and finally approached the shore. Guihua's face was still etched with anger, and she refused with a firm look in her eyes, "I don't need you to send me off. I can walk on my own!" She stood there angrily, her arms crossed over her chest, looking as if she didn't want to pay any attention to Long Qiushan.
Looking at Guihua's stubborn expression, Long Qiushan sighed helplessly and said, "The girl is still angry with me, so forget it. Huai'an, you take her back to reunite with her family and make sure she's safe."
The little servant boy quickly responded, "Don't worry, sir. I will take good care of the girl."
Guihua glared at Long Qiushan fiercely, then followed the little servant off the boat without looking back. Although she still felt resentful, she was more eager to reunite with her sister.
The breeze from the shore blew gently, blowing the hem of Guihua's skirt. Standing on the boat, Long Qiushan looked at Guihua's receding figure, feeling a sense of guilt and worry.
If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have teased her...
"Third sister!" Lamei stood at the door of the teahouse, looking around anxiously. When she saw Guihua, a look of surprise instantly bloomed on her face and she hurried over.
"Fourth sister!" Guihua also quickened her pace and walked towards Lamei.
"Third sister, where have you been? You made me so worried!" Lamei ran to Guihua, grabbed her hand, and said in a crying voice, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have clamored for roast goose, otherwise this wouldn't have happened." Lamei's eyes were red, tears welled up in her eyes, and she was full of self-blame.
Guihua gently patted Lamei's hand and comforted her, "Fourth sister, this is not your fault. It was Third Sister who accidentally got lost."
Huai'an walked forward and said respectfully, "Since the young lady has safely reunited with her family, I will leave." He bowed slightly with a sincere smile on his face.
Guihua nodded, her eyes full of gratitude, and said softly: "Thank you, young man. Today is thanks to you and your young master's help." Her voice was gentle and sincere, and the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a faint smile.
Huai'an smiled and said, "Miss, you are too polite. I will take my leave now." After that, he turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing in the bustling crowd.
"Third sister, are you in danger?" Lamei held Guihua's hand tightly and asked with a worried look on her face, staring at Guihua without blinking, with obvious trembling in her voice.
"It's okay, it's all over." Guihua gently patted Lamei's hand and comforted her with a smile.
Just then, Wang Dali and Wang Daya came running over from a distance, panting.
Wang Daya's face was filled with anxiety and panic, tears welling up in her eyes. She cried out, "Miss, you've worried me to death! I've been looking for you everywhere, afraid that something might have happened to you."
Wang Dali also looked anxious, with beads of sweat on his forehead. He said, "Miss, we finally found you. If anything happens to you, how will we explain to Madam?"
"Okay, don't panic. Fortunately, Third Sister is fine." La Mei took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and said, "I just heard in the teahouse that something happened at the sweet potato noodle shop on East Street." Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes revealed a hint of worry.