Su Qiao's words were a tactful refusal. Guo Jue's face flushed even redder, and he seemed somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, but he still said gently, "Lady Su, you really have an interesting way of speaking."
"Young Master Guo, I'm sorry, but I have to go. I can't keep my husband waiting too long."
Afraid of attracting unwanted romantic entanglements, Su Qiao hurriedly said her farewells.
A trace of disappointment flashed through Guo Jue's eyes. "Goodbye, Lady Su."
Without even turning her head, Su Qiao waved. "Goodbye, goodbye." Hopefully we won't meet again.
Xiao Si was furious. "Young Master, she's far too oblivious. You're the county magistrate's son. You lowered yourself to speak with her, which already means you think highly of her, yet she actually..."
"Xiao Yuan, don't be rude."
Although he had been rejected, Guo Jue couldn't stand hearing anyone speak ill of Su Qiao.
"Young Master..."
Guo Jue lowered his veil, his voice full of admiration. "Lady Su isn't a vulgar person. How could she humble herself over such a trivial status?"
If that had truly been the reason, he wouldn't have disregarded a man's dignity and taken the initiative to strike up a conversation with her.
"Young Master, you couldn't possibly have... really taken a liking to her, could you?"
"Young Master, although she's very attractive, strong, and clever, she's only a commoner, and she already has a husband. You..."
"Young Master, you're the county magistrate's son, with a noble status. You absolutely cannot become a secondary husband. You must think this through!"
Xiao Yuan had never expected that after merely coming to watch a trial, his young master's heart would fall for that woman who possessed a silver tongue and did nothing but flatter.
Su Qiao hurried to Peace Inn, only to nearly be turned away