Chapter 1658 - 1644
The shopkeeper pointed at Feng Luo, this beggar clearly wanted to cause trouble!
"If you keep messing around here, I’d better call the authorities!"
Feng Luo was not at all intimidated by the shopkeeper’s threats. She looked at him with some pride and snorted, "Call the authorities? Sure, go ahead?"
If it came to calling the authorities, she wouldn’t be afraid anyway.
"Is it really such a big deal that you immediately threaten to call the authorities?"
Suddenly, a magnetic voice came from upstairs. The shopkeeper hadn’t yet looked up to see who it was, but quickly bowed towards the upper floor, "Heir."
Chu Ge raised his eyes in confusion, looking at the young man elegantly descending from upstairs, dressed in light blue and white clothes, exuding an aristocratic aura.
Just heard the shopkeeper call him Heir? Chu Ge vaguely remembered that it was usually the Prince’s eldest son called Heir, but he didn’t know which family’s Heir this young man belonged to.
Chu Ge didn’t notice Feng Luo’s expression change suddenly when this Heir came down, as she looked at him with disdain and couldn’t help but complain, "It seems like I bump into you everywhere I go."
The voice was very soft, and no one around heard it.
The Heir walked over to Feng Luo with a smile, his tone softer than before.
Feng Luo pinched her brow and looked at him with a smile that did not reach her eyes, saying, "Qin Feng, did I wrong you in a past life for you to haunt me like this?"
The curve of Qin Feng’s lips deepened, just as he was about to speak, the shopkeeper stepped forward in anger upon seeing Feng Luo being so disrespectful to the Heir, and scolded, "Presumptuous! Do you know who stands before you and dare be so irreverent!"
"Is it your place to speak?"
Qin Feng glanced slightly to the side, his tone grew more severe, "Today’s matter requires you to give me an explanation, otherwise, you might as well not work anymore."
The shopkeeper realized the situation was unfavorable, his clever eyes immediately saw that the Heir had some interest in this little beggar.
He was a bit confused, wasn’t this person just a beggar? A panhandler, how could they attract the Heir’s attention? Moreover, based on his understanding of the Heir, he was not one to indulge in such pursuits.
Besides, this panhandler wasn’t even pretty!
The shopkeeper pursed his lips and sensibly stood silent where he was.
"Feng Luo, don’t you know this teahouse is mine?"
Qin Feng looked at Feng Luo somewhat smugly as he spoke.
Feng Luo was surprised, "You own it?"
Qin Feng nodded slightly, "Today’s matter was due to my lack of oversight, to express my apologies, I invite you upstairs for a drink."
As he spoke, he motioned for her to proceed with a gesture.
Feng Luo glared at Qin Feng, scoffing, "If I’d known earlier this teahouse was yours, I wouldn’t have come in!"
She coldly glanced at the shopkeeper and waiter behind him, speaking mockingly, "As the saying goes, ’like master, like servant,’ how true these words are."
After speaking, she strode over to Chu Ge, grabbed his arm, and headed out, "Let’s go, let’s find another place for tea."
Rather than wanting to fleece Chu Ge for a meal, staying here for tea would make her feel more uneasy.
Chu Ge was bewildered, but he could see the relationship between Qin Feng Heir and Feng Luo was far from ordinary.
"Miss Feng Luo."
Seeing Feng Luo intending to leave, Qin Feng hurriedly chased after her, "I know it’s their fault for not recognizing your greatness, not seeing you as the renowned Miss Feng Luo, equal to Elder Jiu of the Beggar Gang, I will surely punish them! Please don’t be angry, alright?"
Feng Luo stopped in her tracks, cast a mocking glance at Qin Feng, "You seem to have missed a point; I have a grudge with your brother! Aren’t you afraid people will say you’re deliberately opposing your brother by coming to cater to me?"
The people present didn’t understand what Feng Luo meant, but Qin Feng knew she referred to Prince He Shuo, the first among their brothers to receive a title and mansion, with whom the Beggar Gang had a mutual animosity.
But this didn’t deter him from liking Feng Luo; despite being from the Beggar Gang, Feng Luo was clever, petite, and cute. The moment he saw Feng Luo, he liked her.
"My brother is my brother, and I am me, we each do our own thing, he doesn’t interfere with me finding a wife."
Qin Feng chuckled, the princely aura he usually carried now seemed dissipated with his mischievous grin.
"Sorry, I have no interest in someone like you."
Feng Luo bluntly retorted, "Also, please manage your dogs properly, let them stop looking down on people!"
Saying so, she dragged Chu Ge away without turning back.
Qin Feng, being the Heir, his status stood here, combined with so many people watching, he felt quite humiliated.
He looked coldly at Feng Luo and Chu Ge’s departing figures, finally locking his gaze on Chu Ge next to Feng Luo. This person’s martial arts were exceptionally strong, among the warriors he knew, seemingly none could rival him; how could Feng Luo possibly know such a person?
By their appearance, they seemed quite familiar; Qin Feng stood there pondering, unable to regain his senses for a long time, until the shopkeeper cautiously called out to him, bringing him back to reality.
"What exactly happened today?"
Qin Feng questioned in a subdued tone, as he was previously hosting a guest in the room, suddenly hearing a commotion outside, by the time he emerged, Feng Luo and they had already clashed, so he had no idea what sparked it.
"Heir, they were simply causing trouble on purpose."
The shopkeeper moaned tearfully, not finishing his words before receiving a slap from the Heir, "You better be honest with me, if there’s any concealment, beware I will want your life!"
With what he knew of Feng Luo, she wouldn’t voluntarily provoke a confrontation, they must have upset her somehow.
Qin Feng decided not to probe into what truly transpired here, directly instructing the shopkeeper, "Dismiss all present today, including the thugs, none of them are worthwhile!"
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After Feng Luo and Chu Ge left the teahouse, Chu Ge looked at Feng Luo a bit puzzled.
Since leaving the teahouse, Feng Luo had been quite furious, yet when teased by the waiter and shopkeeper earlier she hadn’t been so upset, Chu Ge was a bit curious, did this Qin Feng have some relation to Feng Luo?
Thinking thus, he caught up in a few strides, couldn’t help but ask, "Feng Luo, do you know that Heir well?"
Just as the words landed, Feng Luo abruptly turned to glare at him, "We are not close! Don’t mention him in front of me! Otherwise, I’ll be rude to you!"