Afraid that Gu Fei was in trouble, Lan Zhi looked back in alarm, only to see Gu Fei dodge to the side. Mr. Xu pushed at nothing but air, stumbling and nearly falling over.
Taking advantage of the pause, Mr. Xu's servant hurried forward and blocked Lan Zhi's path.
Trapped, Lan Zhi stood there, on the verge of tears. "Mr. Xu, I've already told you I won't marry you. What is the meaning of this?"
Seeing the tears in the beauty's eyes only made her seem more exquisitely pitiful to him. Mr. Xu softened his voice, "Lan Zhi, I am truly sincere about wanting to marry you. If you come with me, you'll feast on the finest delicacies and dress in silks and satins. Isn't that a hundred times better than staying here?"
Just as he spoke, Er Lang entered through the doorway carrying meat and vegetables. Hearing Mr. Xu's words, he tossed them aside and stormed in.
