Chapter 23

  The pedestrian street has always been lined with all sorts of boutique shops. He Yung was dazed and confused as he was pulled along by him. The dazzling array of goods made her eyes spin, but she still opened her mouth to say, "Didn't you say we were going home right away?"

  "After buying things, let's go home and take a good look." After finishing speaking, he pulled her into a skincare store, and the sales lady with delicate makeup walked up to greet them with a smile.

  Yuan Zhi pointed at He Shuang and said straightforwardly, "At her age, it's the most basic thing to take care of herself."

  The salesperson quickly brought out the trial products and introduced them to them. Yuan Zhi took a look, didn't let anyone apply it to He Sheng's face or hands to show the effect, raised his hand pointing at one of the counters, "Just want this brand, no need to introduce the others."

  Nowadays, business people are all very dark-hearted, only thinking about making money and not considering anything else. He Shuang is only thirteen years old, if she introduces everyone to put makeup on her face, this face will probably be ruined.

  The other party was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded to take things away. The amount that jumped out when paying made He Song startled, while Yuan Zhi didn't even frown. Yuan Chongyang provided him with a very luxurious material life, he just didn't bother to spend money and show off usually.

  Carrying big and small bags out of the door, He Song still felt a bit uneasy, thinking it was too expensive. She had never spent so much money before.

  Yuan Zhi originally wanted to buy a few sets of clothes for He Sheng to makeover, but the other party stubbornly refused to go and had to give up.

  Took a taxi back home, after washing up in the room, sat on He Sheng's bed, Yuan Zhi took it out and told He Sheng how to use it, finally emphasizing, "Use it on time every day, only then can you be slightly feminine."

  He Sheng felt that it was a bit of a waste to spend so much money on just a few small bottles, but he still nodded seriously, after all, they couldn't be wasted.

  Yuan Zhi pushed everything in front of her at once, "You try it now."

  He Sheng picked up a bottle of lotion according to what he just said, squeezed some out onto his hand and applied it. Yuan Zhi said: "Put more on."

  He Sheng squeezed some more this time, with a bit more force, and she let out a few "ai" sounds. It was a pity to see Yuan Zhi like that, "Too much."

  "It's okay, you go ahead and apply it to your hands first." Seeing that she had almost finished applying it, Yuan Zhi stretched out his hand to grab hers and applied some to himself as well. He then proceeded to put it on his face, saying "What are you looking at? Follow my lead!"

  He Shuang hastily learned from him, rubbing his face with a handful of cream, just wiping the cream off. She wasn't stupid, it's just that the price was high, so she felt that using a little less would make the money go further, and it was a pity to waste it.

  Then he applied some fragrant hand cream and lip balm, which was oily. He licked his lips, and suddenly his mouth was filled with fragrance.

  Yuan Zhi saw it and scolded: "Are you stupid? Still eating lip balm."

  Curious.

  Curiosity can't be eaten.

  "Got it."

  After a few days, He Sheng had almost finished knitting the gloves for Chen Jia Yin. With the experience of doing it for the first time, the subsequent ones were much smoother. Yuan Zhi was watching from the side, took over the book she bought to teach knitting and flipped through it, stopping at the last few pages, pointing at the patterns on it: "I want this kind, now it's my turn to knit, I want this one."

  He Sheng took over the book and looked at it carefully, "This still needs to be embroidered with all the words!"

  "Anyway, I want this kind." After a pause, he said: "Others weave the same, I want something special."

  He still resented He Song for wanting to give Yan Bai a pair of gloves, and was utterly disdainful of wearing the same style as that person.

  He Sheng looked at him and said uncertainly: "I may not be able to do it, this embroidery is quite difficult."

  Yuan Zhi raised his chin and said domineeringly: "No matter what, you have to learn it for me."

  He Sheng helplessly puffed out his cheeks and said, "Okay!"

  Because of this, He Sheng spent twice the time to complete it, so it wasn't until a month later that he sent out the gloves. Wu Shu's delighted face had even more wrinkles, repeatedly praising how warm-hearted the girl was. Chen Jia Yin was also very happy when she received them and immediately put them on to try them out.

  "It's much better than the ones I bought outside." She said with a smile, then hooked her neck around He Song and shook it, "I didn't expect you to have this skill, not bad, make another one for me next year."

  He Sheng nodded, "Alright, but you be careful not to bump into anything again, your hands are all bruised."

  "It's nothing, I've been used to it since I was a kid. If there's one day my hands aren't bruised, my mom probably wouldn't be used to it either."

  This made He Sheng very hard to understand, although Chen Jiaoyan was quite lively in her daily life, but it wasn't to the point where she would be covered in bruises all day long. Later, he heard that some people could get bruised just by lightly pressing on their skin, and He Sheng thought that maybe Chen Jiaoyan was one of those kinds of people.

  Compared to their reactions when receiving gifts, He Shou's was much more exaggerated. After being stunned for a few seconds, he quickly grabbed the gloves from He Song's hands and put them on, then pounced on He Song's body. "Ah, there are still such thoughtful women in today's society! Although you're not very pretty, I'll reluctantly accept you since you've bribed me like this. Hmm... let's make you my second wife for now, and we'll discuss the position of first wife later."

  He Sheng was pressed down by him, his waist bent, his face painful. Yuan Zhi glared at He Shou Si with a bad look, pushed the person away and scolded: "What's wrong with you in the morning? Who made you the second wife? Return the things!"

  As he was about to grab it, He Shouci protected his hands and dodged to the side, shouting: "What are you doing? The things Xiao He's wife gave me, why should you take them?"

  Yesterday just happened to snow, the accumulated snow on the ground was thick enough to bury both feet. Yuan Zhi scooped up a handful and splashed it onto He Shou's body, "You dare to shout at me again!"

  "What's wrong with me? Don't you know that Little He Sheng and I are from the same family? She was originally supposed to be our He family daughter-in-law." While saying this, he darted around in all directions.

  Yuan Zhi cursed and chased after him, "You're not going home today, you son of a bitch."

  He Xiu was slapped in the face by him and swallowed a mouthful of snow, and he started to fight back. "What are you angry about? Are you jealous? I'll make you die of jealousy."

  The two of them rolled into a ball, and the whole courtyard became chaotic. He Shouci aimed at Yuan Zhi's back as he bent down to pick up snow, and suddenly pounced on his back, throwing the pre-made snowball into Yuan Zhi's collar.

  "Ah!" Yuan Zhi suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and he crouched down, his fighting spirit plummeting. Hei Shou Si seized the opportunity to sneak up and continue throwing snowballs at people.

  Yuan Zhi's face was twisted in a ferocious scowl as he glared with narrowed eyes and bellowed: "Deadpan, you're finished!"

  "You're done for now, you little brat."

  He Sheng couldn't bear to see He Shou Si being so arrogant, especially after discovering that Yuan Zhi's pretty face had turned pale from the cold. He furrowed his brow and rushed over to help him, throwing snowballs at He Shou Si instead. He Shou Si was stunned for a moment before reacting and yelling: "Little wife, are you crazy? Why are you throwing snowballs at me?"

  He Sheng pursed his lips tightly, his expression stubborn and serious. After exchanging a glance with him, they quickly continued to throw snowballs together, without any intention of relaxing. He Shou Si was hit on the head several times before he started to dodge to the side, but still managed to hit her with a few good-looking ones.

  "Xiao He Sheng, if you throw me again, I'll really fight back! I'll really fight back!"

  Yuan Zhi had already shaken out the snowballs from his clothes, although he was still uncomfortable, at least it was much better than before. He gritted his teeth and glared at He Shou Si, who was hiding everywhere, a smile playing on his lips. He picked up a huge snowball from the ground and, with He Song's help, rushed over and smashed it onto He Shou Si's head.

  It was a complete mess from head to toe, no need to mention how embarrassing it was.

  "Damn it!" He Shouci covered his head, "You two are too ruthless."

  Yuan Zhi said to He Shengdao: "Kid, press his neck for me."

  He Shouci is now dizzy, He Sheng just happened to be not a gentle master, the strength in his hand was not trivial. In such a situation where time, place and people were all favorable, He Shouci was unfortunately pressed down by He Sheng. He spat out the snowflakes that had entered his mouth and said: "Little He Sheng, let go quickly, women cannot intervene in men's competitions."

  Before He Sheng could respond, He Shouci let out an earth-shattering howl the next second. Yuan Zhi stuffed several snowballs into his collar using the same method he had used on himself earlier, and even pressed down maliciously after stuffing them in. The round snowballs were instantly crushed.

  "Are you still calling?" he asked, pressing down on the person.

  He Shouzi was completely disheveled and shouted in a tearful tone: "Don't call me anymore, you bastard, hurry up and let go, I'm going crazy!"

  Yuan Zhi nodded in satisfaction, patted his hand and pulled He Sheng to one side, watching He Shou's crazy-like jumping around. He said casually, "You should remember the lesson you've learned, next time you talk nonsense I'll be even harsher on you."

  He Shouci twisted his body and jumped, looking at him with a crazy gaze, "Brain, so precious to marry directly, it's simply neurosis."

  Yuan Zhi patted He Sheng's head, laughing with bright and clear eyes. On this snowy and icy day, the young man looked exceptionally clean and beautiful. His voice was soft and smooth, as if it came from a mountain stream. "Hey, he said I should marry you, what can we do about that?"

  He Sheng looked at Yuan Zhi and then turned his head to look at He Shou Si, after which he said blankly: "He should marry someone as beautiful as him, otherwise it would be too embarrassing."

  He Shouzi was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing at Yuan Zhi, whose face had fallen in an instant. The corners of his mouth curved upwards even more, "Haha, don't be so clingy, Yuan Dashi, you're going to have a bright future ahead of you, looking so good."

  Yuan Zhi didn't bother with him, he just pushed He Sheng's back of the head with his hand, and He Sheng stumbled for a moment, looking back at him in confusion, somewhat unclear about the situation.

  "Damn it!" He cursed and then ignored the remaining snow on his body and went back into the house.

  He Shou Si jumped beside He Sheng with a smile, "Made the young master unhappy again, stupid!"

  He Xiang turned his head to look at him, and the other person raised an eyebrow, like a small flower cat, "Did I say something wrong?"

  "Don't you like Yuan Zhi?"

  "I love it!"

  "Don't you want to marry him then?"

  He Sheng thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "But I'm not good."

  Ever since she came to this place, the deepest impression was the difference between her and the people here. Everyone's actions and words told her how natural it was for her to be humble.

  Yuan Zhi was high and mighty, as if with a wave of his hand he could summon countless people to match him, but among these people there was absolutely no one named He Sheng.

  He Sheng and Yuan Zhi's distance is like their surnames, without any intersection.

  She knew that at the age of thirteen she could already understand this point.