Chapter 92: Gaining Nothing After Trying to Take Advantage
Mrs. Li also adored Gu Fuqiao deeply, having taken care of her since she was a child, such that in her heart, Gu Fuqiao was almost like her own daughter. Hearing Gu Fuqiao’s words just now, Mrs. Li couldn’t help but smile and say, "Miss is still the same as before; although quiet and gentle, she never compromises on food, just like her childhood self."
Thinking about it, ever since the old lady decided to marry the young lady to a scientist, Miss’s appetite had declined significantly. Now hearing her speak like this indicates that she really listened to the words Mrs. Li said to her during her first visit home.
At this time, Mrs. Li was weaving a basket with bamboo. Gu Fuqiao found Mrs. Li’s craftsmanship quite skillful. Normally, she would have asked Mrs. Li how it was done and learned a couple of techniques.
But today was different. She was pondering what kind of play Ouyang Qing and the others were acting out. When she knocked out Ouyang Qing, it was too hurried, and later, when leaving, she saw a handkerchief on the ground. She picked it up and smelled it; the odor was extremely unpleasant, and sniffing it made her feel dizzy.
She suspected it was a drug, but was afraid Ouyang Xuan would catch up, so she hurriedly left, conveniently hiding the drugged handkerchief in a small corner.
"Miss, didn’t you always want to learn this before? But the old lady said you were a noble lady who shouldn’t learn such things. However, I believe you can have a look." With that, Mrs. Li proactively showed the half-woven bamboo basket to Gu Fuqiao.
Gu Fuqiao nodded her head, watching Mrs. Li’s technique, yet was preoccupied with that matter. Mrs. Li’s swift weaving motion was as fluent as water, barely able to leave an impression on her mind.
Meanwhile outside, Ouyang Xuan led a dark-skinned, rugged-looking man to Gu Fuqiao’s door, pointing at it. "Go in, it’s here."
The man nodded and said, "Remember the benefits you promised me."
"You still want benefits for this? Lucky things seem to always fall into your lap," Ouyang Xuan pushed back his glasses with a finger, "Alright, get inside quickly, time is running out."