"You want me to come over?" Mo Hua's eyes shifted slightly as he looked at Lu Zhenlong. "Do you mean 'want'?"
Lu Zhenlong bristled and said through clenched teeth, "I mean 'invite.' My father sent me to invite you to a banquet."
She looked ready to grind the word "invite" to pieces between her pearly teeth.
Only then did Mo Hua nod. "When?"
"Now," Lu Zhenlong said.
"Now?" Mo Hua was a little surprised. "What's the rush?"
"What else was I supposed to do? Who knows when you'll be free?" Lu Zhenlong's face hardened again. "Hurry up. Come with me."
"I haven't agreed yet," Mo Hua said.
I came to invite you myself, and you still won't agree? Who do you think you are?!
Lu Zhenlong wanted to crack Mo Hua's skull.
She was about to say more when she heard the growing murmur around them. A crowd had gathered and begun whispering about her and Mo Hua. She said coldly, "This isn't the place to talk. Get in the carriage first, and I'll explain."
Mo Hua saw that everyone around them was staring and pointing. Knowing it didn't look good, he reluctantly agreed. "All right."
With that, Mo Hua climbed into Lu Zhenlong's carriage.
It was the Lu Family Eldest Miss's carriage, adorned outside with a golden saddle and Jade Pendants, splendid with embroidered finery. Inside, it was elegant and fragrant, with warm jade seeming to breathe mist.
The curtains billowed like auspicious clouds, while brocade and furs spread luxury beneath him.
Mo Hua clicked his tongue inwardly.
No wonder so many people in Ganxue Prefecture had called Lu Zhenlong a rich young lady and wanted to curry favor with her so they could live off her wealth.
"Sit," Lu Zhenlong said.
Mo Hua sat down across from her.