“You are quite fair,” she admitted, nodding as she looked at his fair and handsome face.
Gu Mingsheng clapped his hands, “There you go, I’ve tried it myself. You tell me, does it work or not?”
“I’ll buy it then,” the young woman decided without any doubt.
“One isn’t enough. I usually use two, alternating them for better results,” Gu Mingsheng continued.
“Then I’ll take two,” she said.
Gu Mingsheng’s lips moved quickly, showering her with praise, “Miss, you really know how to live well. Whoever marries you will be blessed for three lifetimes.” The young woman was so flattered she could hardly think straight, buying a plethora of items and leaving happily.
Changkang, watching from the side, was somewhat dumbfounded. He truly had inherited his father’s business acumen. A second-generation merchant indeed.
Gu Mingsheng, blooming like a flower with his smile, turned to go to the counter to record the sales when he inadvertently spotted his father at the door. He hurried over, eager to show off, “Dad, how come you’re here? I just sold a lot of goods, did you see?”
“I saw,” Gu Jinghan walked in with his hands behind his back.
The cheeky brat, he learned to deceive so quickly. A copper basin that brightens skin, he dares to say that without fear of the young woman coming back for a refund. Gu Mingsheng looked at his father with a beaming smile, expecting some praise.
“You did well,” Gu Jinghan, seeing his son’s eager face, couldn’t help but give a reluctant compliment.
Gu Mingsheng immediately beamed like a fool, showing his gums in his wide smile. Gu Jinghan, finding it too much, turned away, “Enough, you’ve mastered the business. No need to stay in the shop anymore.” He feared that if his son kept this up, their shop’s sign might get torn down.
The honey trap strategy ends here.
“Hehehe, great!” Gu Mingsheng was delighted to be ‘graduated’ but then asked, “If I’m not selling things, what will I do?”
“I have another task for you,” Gu Jinghan replied.
Xie Family
Xie Donglin and his wife were wearing worried expressions. It should have been a joyous occasion with his brother’s wedding, but with two important guests at home, they couldn’t muster any happiness.
“Honey, should I send those two little ancestors back to the capital?” Xie Donglin, after much deliberation, felt uneasy.
“It’s only four days until the wedding. If you send them back now, they won’t make it back in time,” Li Shi replied. The round trip from the capital to Yun City took five days.
“But we can’t keep them in Yun City. If anything happens, our entire Xie family’s lives would be at risk,” Xie Donglin was anxious. While his brother’s wedding was important, the lives of the entire Xie family were more crucial. This time, they could only let his brother down.
Li Shi, usually decisive, was at a loss and suggested, “Shall we ask for their opinion?”
Xie Donglin nodded, had someone invite the young couple over, and with a smile, asked, “Young Master Li, Miss Ling, you’ve been out for several days now. Shall I send you back to avoid worrying the Prime Minister?”
“I’m not going back,” the young man immediately objected, “I’ve just arrived, haven’t even had a chance to look around.”
Li Shi gently advised, “But you are the Prime Minister’s children. If your identities are known, there could be danger.”
“Yes, and the Prime Minister doesn’t even know you’ve come to Yun City; he might be worried sick,” Xie Donglin added.
Indeed, they were not Li Shi’s cousins but the children of the Prime Minister, Zhong Li and Zhong Ling, who had followed them to Yun City secretly. By the time they found out, the siblings were already outside Yun City, and they had no choice but to bring them back to the Xie residence.
