Such perfunctory and evasive attitude, yet still seeming righteous.
Not hearing a definitive answer, Qu Xiaojue stared persistently, watching her husband turn away casually, completely on a different wavelength. As a wife-master, she was thoroughly ignored.
Finally escaping her clutches, Xu Wanzhi slightly quickened her pace to maintain distance, but with the crowded street, she accidentally nearly collided with a large woman, losing balance and falling!
Fortunately, she tried to cushion her fall and didn’t make too much noise.
“Husband!” Qu Xiaojue, having just let go, immediately appeared flustered. Her voice suddenly rang out, Qu Yao and Qu Fan immediately moved to separate the crowd. She rushed over, but he slowly got up, nonchalantly straightening his clothes, stepping away from her extended hand. Only in the subtlest moments could one detect the tension in his brow as if anger had nowhere to go, rhythmically tapping his fingers in his sleeve, until his steps gradually slowed and his face returned to the recent cold indifference.
“I’m fine,” after walking over ten meters, perhaps feeling the suppressed atmosphere of the person beside her, he stopped and said.
“Mm.”
Qu Xiaojue gave a slight smile, this time responding coldly, signaling Qu Fan and Qu Yao with a glance. They immediately and appropriately followed Xu Wanzhi, keeping a distance from her, walking ahead, all falling silent.
So this is how money is spent.
Passing through An Ming Street, they gradually entered a small alley with scattered small vendors. Xu Wanzhi glanced inside, pulling a silver piece from Qu Fan’s hand and throwing it in front of an obviously fortune-telling elderly woman, asking only one question: “Is my fate reasonable?”
The old woman glanced at the shining silver, revealing a toothy grin: “Young master is clearly a person of good fortune, no need for fortune-telling.” She reached out to take the money.
“Nonsense!” Xu Wanzhi immediately withdrew his hand, neatly moving a few steps to place the silver in front of a nearby beggar child, casting a glance at the old woman’s regretful eyes: “At least they truly need it.”
Then he didn’t linger, immediately moving forward.
Looking at the distant, determined back, the old woman clicked her tongue: “If you don’t believe, why come here?”
