And truth and laughter
Li She seemed somewhat intrigued by Hua Wuduo's eating habits and said, "My elder brother, Li Kang, will be married to Fang Ruowei, the elder sister of Miss Fang, on the tenth of next month. On behalf of my brother, I sincerely invite Brother Tang to attend the wedding. I also sincerely invite Miss Fang and Brother Tang to stay at the Li residence in the near future, so that I may fulfill my duty as host."
Hua Wuduo didn't speak, but glanced at Tang Ye. Tang Ye said, "I will attend the wedding, but I cannot stay at the Li residence."
Li She smiled and did not press the matter, saying only, "If Brother Tang has any inconvenience, I will not force you. I only hope that Miss Fang can visit the Li residence often when she has time."
Hua Wuduo felt slightly uneasy when Tang Ye agreed to attend the wedding. Based on her recent interactions with Tang Ye, he was definitely not someone who enjoyed crowds; everything he did had a reason. Why would he agree to attend her sister's wedding? Was it really to give face to the Li family? But why did he insist on having her disguised as a maidservant by his side? Hua Wuduo couldn't figure it out. Hearing Li She's question, she replied, "No problem, as long as you treat me to good food and wine, I'll definitely go."
Upon hearing this, Li She smiled and glanced at Tang Ye. He noticed that Tang Ye was noncommittal about Hua Wuduo's words, which was not the attitude of a master towards a maid.
Before leaving, Li She gave all the remaining wine to Hua Wuduo. Hua Wuduo accepted it with a dignified demeanor, but inwardly he was overjoyed.
On the way back, the three did not travel together. Tang Ye finally became human again and no longer acted like a bird or beast. He took Hua Wuduo and sailed back to Luoyang City.
The small boat rocked gently on the waves. The rain outside was gradually getting heavier, but it did not dampen the spirits of those drifting on the boat. Inside the cabin, Tang Ye took out his flute, wiped it lightly with a handkerchief, and then began to play. Surrounded by mountains on both banks, and with the rain creating a misty, shimmering lake, the small boat bobbed and swayed in the rain. The faint sound of the flute drifted from inside the cabin, clear and melodious. Meanwhile, another person in the cabin, perhaps because of the flute music, had unceremoniously fallen asleep, clutching the box containing the wine given by Li She, as if afraid it would be stolen while he slept.
The sound of the flute echoed through the mountains, drawing in the melody of a zither from a distant pleasure boat. It was unclear who was playing it, but someone in the rain sang a romantic aria: "A beautiful confidante accompanies you, traveling and singing with your beloved, the alluring red and pink hues blending with intoxication, revealing your true colors in the gentle embrace of love."
Luoyang is home to many elegant and talented people. It is quite refined for scholars and literati to meet and exchange songs amidst the mountains and rivers. It is not necessarily abrupt. Although the words were somewhat flirtatious and explicit, Tang Ye was, after all, a man of the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world), and he did not care about such formalities.
Upon hearing the song, Tang Ye put down his flute. While pondering, he turned back to look at the woman in the cabin who could fall asleep even while sitting. Her easygoing demeanor made him frown slightly.
Calmly putting away his long flute, he turned his head and looked through the rain towards the boat's path. He saw verdant mountains on both banks and boats bobbing on the lake in the distance, but they were not clearly visible due to the fog. This gave the view a beauty that seemed to come through the mist, adding a touch of lightness to the scene. He couldn't help but softly recite: "A thousand sails pass by amidst the verdant peaks, I listen to you with genuine laughter, the worries of this vast land are gone, and a touch of lightness remains in my heart."
If Hua Wuduo were awake at this moment, he would surely be surprised again that Tang Ye had once again composed a poem on the spot, and seemed to be in a very good mood. But unfortunately, it seems that Hua Wuduo's habit of wanting to sleep as soon as he hears monotonous music is hard to change. It's a pity that every time Tang Ye plays the flute, as long as he encounters Hua Wuduo, it inevitably leads to the idiom "playing the lute to a cow."
Evening, at the Li residence in Luoyang.
Li She removed the note from the carrier pigeon's leg, opened it, and saw that it read: Is she real?
Li She pondered for a moment, then took out paper and pen and wrote: I don't know. Afterwards, he tied the paper to the pigeon's leg and released it.
At dusk that day, Hua Wuduo and Tang Ye returned to the inn, only to find that someone had been waiting for Tang Ye for a long time.
Hua Wuduo never dreamed that someone would actually dare to challenge Tang Ye. The man, nicknamed "Big Tiger," one of the "Three Tigers of Luoyang," was about to secretly chuckle when Hua Wuduo saw him burst into laughter, strip naked in front of everyone, and leave laughing maniacally. She figured he was probably in grave danger, Hua Wuduo sighed, then felt a lingering fear. She had personally witnessed Tang Ye's maniacal laughter in the mountains; the two Qingcheng Sect members had died then. She wondered if Big Tiger could survive. After all, Tang Ye hadn't killed anyone when she sent a group of beggars to cause trouble, so he wasn't one to kill indiscriminately.
Tang Ye calmly watched the man leave. The onlookers pointed and whispered that Da Hu had gone mad, but some of the martial arts practitioners recognized Tang Ye and their expressions changed slightly. Hua Wuduo, however, was secretly alarmed. She hadn't even seen Tang Ye make a move before the man was poisoned by the Mad Laugh. How exactly did Tang Ye poison him? Even standing next to Tang Ye, she still hadn't seen his method of poisoning. Tang Ye's terrifying power... made Hua Wuduo tremble with fear once again. That night, she carried the foot bath water with extra care, not spilling a single drop.
That evening, Hua Wuduo had been asleep for some time when he suddenly heard a strange noise from next door. He quickly got up and went out to see what was going on.
Tonight is the fifteenth, the moon is a silver platter, illuminating the entire courtyard, and there is nothing unusual. Next door is Tang Ye's residence, pitch black inside, without any light, from which one can faintly hear someone groaning in pain. Hua Wuduo was hesitating whether to go and inquire when suddenly two burly men in tight-fitting clothes flew into the courtyard from outside the wall. The one in the lead, dressed in brocade robes and carrying a chain hammer, immediately shouted upon seeing Hua Wuduo, "Where is Tang Ye?!"
Hua Wuduo, utterly spineless, pointed to the door behind him, immediately revealing Tang Ye's location. A classic case of being afraid of death.
Neither of the two burly men took Hua Wuduo, a young girl, seriously, but they didn't dare to approach Tang Ye rashly. The man with the chain hammer roared at the door, "Tang Ye, get the hell out here!"
Another man carrying a long sword stepped forward and pressed down on the shoulder of the man with the chain hammer, signaling him to calm down. He then stepped forward and bowed respectfully towards the door of the room where Tang Ye was, saying, "We are two men, Zhao Fangnian, the second of the Three Tigers of Luoyang, and Yao Zhengchun, the third. We have come to visit Young Master Tang Ye tonight to ask for an antidote for our elder brother. We hope that Young Master Tang will spare our brother's life, considering that we three tigers are somewhat famous in the martial arts world. My elder brother has an elderly mother and a wife and children at home. We three tigers of Luoyang will be eternally grateful to Young Master Tang, and for the rest of our lives, whenever we hear of Young Master Tang Ye's whereabouts, we will retreat three miles, burn incense, and take a detour as a sign of respect."
Hua Wuduo nodded secretly upon hearing this, while Erhu was quite angry. Seeing that Sanhu was giving him all sorts of meaningful glances, he could only snort and remain silent.
The door opened, and Tang Ye slowly walked out. In the moonlight, Hua Wuduo recognized Tang Ye and was secretly startled.
Hua Wuduo still remembered the first time she saw Tang Ye at the banquet in the Prince of Jin's mansion. The young man had pale purple lips and a deathly pale face. The stark contrast, combined with the flickering firelight of the hall, made him appear almost like a ghost at first glance. But when she saw him again the next day, he seemed completely different. And tonight, Tang Ye appeared before Hua Wuduo once more, his purple lips now tinged with darkness, his gloomy eyes seeming to hold back something. Dressed in black, the pale moonlight illuminating his face made him look truly terrifying. Inadvertently, Hua Wuduo noticed Tang Ye's fingers twitching slightly beneath his sleeve, and suddenly realized something…
Tang Ye glanced at Hua Wuduo, then discreetly slipped his fingers into his sleeve.
Erhu couldn't contain himself any longer and roared at Tang Ye, "Will you give me the antidote or not?!"
Tang Ye coldly watched the other party until Erhu became increasingly impatient and swung his chain hammer at Tang Ye with a whooshing sound. Perhaps they had been prepared, Erhu and Sanhu were completely covered from head to toe with masks on their faces, leaving no flaws. In particular, Erhu's ranged heavy weapon was undoubtedly the best way to deal with Tang Ye, who was skilled in poisoning.
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Just as the chain hammer was about to smash into Tang Ye's head, strangely enough, it suddenly changed direction midway. The chain softened in the middle, and the heavy hammer seemed to lose its power, instead smashing towards Sanhu who was standing to the side. Sanhu leaped away from the heavy hammer and looked at Hua Wuduo.
At this moment, under the moonlight, a girl with a beautiful smile stood in front of Tang Ye and said with a charming smile, "It's getting late, and my young master should rest well. I'm in the best of spirits and want to stretch my muscles. Why don't we give it a try? Big Cat is sick, so Second Cat and Third Cat can come together."
Big cat, second cat, third cat?
Erhu and Sanhu's expressions changed upon hearing this. Erhu roared, "Today I'll show you, you greenhorn, how powerful I, Erhu, am!" With a whoosh, he was about to swing the heavy hammer at Hua Wuduo. Unfortunately, he couldn't get it up. Upon closer inspection, they saw that the chain was wrapped with a thread as thin as silk, the other end of which was held in Hua Wuduo's hand. Just as they were wondering what kind of silk thread it was, given its incredible toughness, Hua Wuduo proudly waved the thread in her hand and said, "Ermao, out of strength to swing the hammer? Did you eat your dinner?"
Erhu was furious, his brows furrowed. Sanhu, without hesitation, swung his sword to cut the silk thread entangled in the chain. He was quite confident as he swung, but when the sword struck the ground, he discovered that the thread was soft and elastic. The sword struck as if cutting water, unable to sever it. He was surprised that the chain hadn't broken with his first strike. Sanhu's mind raced. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and thrust his sword at Hua Wuduo. Hua Wuduo moved between the two, smiling and acting with ease.
After a few moves, Hua Wuduo, who was fighting, noticed that Tang Ye had gone into the house and closed the door as if it were none of his business. Thinking about how he had risked his life for him outside, he suddenly felt a little depressed and realized that he was just being a busybody.
After several skirmishes, Hua Wuduo missed many opportunities but did not harm the two. Suddenly, Sanhu withdrew his longsword and stopped Erhu, who was about to rush forward, saying, "Young lady, you have excellent martial arts skills. Could you be the maid of Tang Ye, the second daughter of the Fang family in Jinling, Fang Ruoxi, as rumored in the martial arts world?"
Hua Wuduo blinked, neither confirming nor denying.
At this moment, Erhu suddenly said, "So you're the one who was abandoned by Tang Ye, and now you're willing to be a lowly maid for him!"
Hua Wuduo raised an eyebrow. □? This was the first time she had ever heard someone speak to her like that to her face, and her gaze immediately turned cold.
Sanhu hurriedly said, "Second brother, please don't say that about Miss Fang. Miss Fang comes from a prestigious family and must have some unspeakable difficulties that make her feel wronged to stay by Tang Ye's side."
These words struck a chord with Hua Wuduo, revealing a genuine unspeakable secret. Hua Wuduo felt a pang of grievance. The two of them, working together in unison, left Hua Wuduo feeling truly uncomfortable. However, given his current status, he could only feign indifference and say, somewhat incoherently, "Not fighting anymore? I'm going to sleep." Whatever the consequences, Tang Ye could handle it himself.
After saying that, he turned to leave.
The three tigers blocked her way, saying, "Miss Fang, we two have come here with no intention of offending you. We only wish to ask for the antidote for our elder brother. We beg you to plead with Young Master Tang on our behalf. We know that our martial arts are no match for you, Miss Fang, nor for Young Master Tang. But we beg you to consider that the Fang family is about to form a marriage alliance with the Li family of Luoyang. The Li family has lived in Luoyang for a long time and has a good relationship with us, the Three Tigers of Luoyang. We would be grateful if you could put in a good word for us."
If Hua Wuduo were truly an imposter impersonating Fang Ruoxi, then she could simply ignore these words. However, she was, after all, Fang Ruoxi, and because of this strange situation, she couldn't show it. She didn't want to get involved anymore, but then she suddenly thought of something. Her eyes flickered, she smiled inwardly, and turned around to say, "That antidote is very expensive just for the medicinal materials, and the process is complicated and difficult to make. It's worth this much." Hua Wuduo held up five fingers to Sanhu.
Sanhu hurriedly exclaimed, "Five thousand taels?!"
Hua Wuduo's five outstretched fingers twitched slightly. Just as he was about to say five hundred taels, he heard Sanhu say, "No problem, my brother will go back and get it for you right away."
Upon hearing the word "money," Hua Wuduo narrowed his eyes, but still said in a serious tone, "Whether or not I can provide the antidote depends on my young master's wishes. I can only do my best to help."
Erhu scoffed, while Sanhu said, "Thank you for your help, young lady. If you can save my brother's life, I will repay you handsomely."
Hua Wuduo said in a serious tone, "How could the two daughters of the Fang family in Jinling care about a mere few thousand taels? I only agreed to help you because of the relationship between the Li family and you. Whether or not to save Da Hu's life depends on my young master's decision."
Sanhu nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Hua Wuduo's words were perfectly plausible and flawless. Seeing a glimmer of hope, Sanhu and Erhu went back to get the money.
After Erhu and Sanhu left, Hua Wuduo hesitated for a long time outside Tang Ye's door, wanting to push it open but not daring to. She peeked through the crack in the door, but the room was pitch black, so she moved closer to see more clearly. Unexpectedly, the door wasn't closed tightly, and with a slight push, it opened a crack with a creak. Hua Wuduo was startled, unable to move forward or backward. Through the crack, Hua Wuduo could see Tang Ye sitting cross-legged on the bed, his body seemingly convulsing uncontrollably. This sight startled Hua Wuduo. Tang Ye seemed to know she was peeking from the doorway, opened his eyes and glanced at her. Hua Wuduo clearly saw the pain and suppressed emotions in his expression. Tang Ye then closed his eyes again, his pale, ghostly face reflecting the bluish moonlight entering the room, creating an extremely eerie and terrifying scene. Perhaps she should turn and leave, but Hua Wuduo didn't know why she moved closer to Tang Ye, walking very slowly but making no attempt to hide her approach. Tang Ye opened his eyes again, coldly looking at her. Hua Wuduo sat on the edge of the bed, swallowed hard, and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?" Tang Ye didn't answer her. She shifted uneasily and said again, "I'll help you." Without waiting for Tang Ye's consent, she pressed her hands on Tang Ye's acupoints and continuously channeled her internal energy into his body. Tang Ye resisted for a moment, then accepted her internal energy.
Half an hour later, Tang Ye's spasms stopped, and his body gradually relaxed. Hua Wuduo then released his hand, looked at his palm, and murmured, "Could he have been poisoned again?"
Tang Ye regulated his inner energy and heard her words, replying, "No." Perhaps because he was too weak, his usually cold voice seemed a little softer.
Encouraged, and taking advantage of Tang Ye's weakness and apparent ease of handling, Hua Wuduo boldly probed, "Sanhu is offering 5,000 taels to buy the antidote for Crazy Laughter." His words were direct and to the point, without any beating around the bush or concealment. After a moment, Tang Ye replied, "He is already dead."
Upon hearing this, Hua Wuduo was speechless, thinking to himself that his inner strength had been wasted.
Hua Wuduo never noticed the glimmer of light that Tang Ye was subtly revealing between his fingers.
After a busy night, perhaps worried that Erhu and Sanhu might cause trouble, Hua Wuduo dreamt of fighting with Erhu after returning to her room to sleep. Erhu mocked her, saying that a daughter of the prestigious Fang family was serving as a maid to Tang Ye, carrying water for washing his feet. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she blurted out, "No, my name is Hua Wuduo. Although I am your maid, I am not Fang Ruoxi. Ever since you broke off your engagement with the Fang family, you have been longing for Miss Fang day and night. I, as your maid, was afraid that you would be consumed by longing, so I pretended to be her to ease your pain of unrequited love. You won't believe me, look!"
Hua Wuduo suddenly removed her mask, revealing her stunningly beautiful face. The rough Erhu stared, drooling, and cursed Tang Ye as despicable. Hua Wuduo laughed wildly, beaming with triumph. Suddenly, she awoke, wiping the drool from her cheek, and realized it was all a dream…
The next day, Hua Wuduo indeed heard the news of Da Hu's sudden death. That night, Tang Ye was still sitting on the roof playing the flute as if nothing had happened, and as Hua Wuduo listened, he felt particularly cold.
Another day passed. Early in the morning, still somewhat groggy, Hua Wuduo carried Tang Ye's wash water and groggily headed towards Tang Ye's room. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. It must have been the innkeeper's waiter bringing breakfast. Hua Wuduo, yawning, opened the courtyard gate for the waiter while carrying the wash water with one hand. The moment he opened the door, he was surprised to see someone else besides the waiter who had brought the food. Instantly, all his sleepiness vanished, and he was filled with boundless energy.
The man, with his hair tied up in a jade crown, dressed in white robes and a blue belt with a jade pendant, appeared calm and elegant, yet his imposing aura became apparent with a single glance. He seemed to be passing by, but upon hearing the door open, he turned and looked in the same direction. His eyes held a naturally ambiguous, almost mocking smile. He was an extremely elegant and noble young man, but to Hua Wuduo, it was as if she had seen a ghost that very morning. Startled, she forgot she was still holding a washbasin in one hand, and it clattered to the ground, startling her and soaking her embroidered shoes and skirt.
The servant who brought the food was also startled. Seeing her ghost-like expression, he followed her gaze to the young man in white. Whether he was talking to Hua Wuduo or to himself, he muttered to himself, "Isn't this Young Master Song who just moved into the South Courtyard this morning? He seems quite normal."
At this moment, Tang Ye pushed open the door, appearing perfectly normal, though his complexion was different from the previous two days. He glanced up at the disheveled Hua Wuduo at the door, then followed her gaze to Song Zixing outside.
Song Zixing also saw Tang Ye.
Just then, a loud bang was heard as Hua Wuduo slammed the door shut, blocking Song Zixing's view from outside.
It really hurts a bit.
This startled the food deliveryman.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door. Hua Wuduo's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at the waiter, who was also looking at her. Hua Wuduo gestured for the waiter to open the door, but the waiter said he couldn't go because he was carrying breakfast. Hua Wuduo glared at him, and the waiter turned to go inside to set the table, but Hua Wuduo grabbed him by the back of his collar and snatched the tray from his hands. The waiter, having no excuse, had no choice but to open the door. Perhaps influenced by Hua Wuduo's expression, the waiter also looked apprehensive. The door finally opened, and Hua Wuduo glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw a clean-cut man standing outside. Seeing that it wasn't Song Zixing, her worries immediately vanished. Before the waiter could even ask a question, she placed the tray back in his hands, waved for him to come inside and set the table, and went to greet the man at the door, saying, "What brings you here?"
The man smiled at Hua Wusuo and asked, "May I ask if this is where Tang Ye, Young Master Tang, lives?"
Hua Wuduo replied, "That's right."
Tang Ye was in the courtyard. Hua Wuduo glanced at him and, seeing that he had no intention of dealing with this person, asked, "What business do you have with my young master?"
Upon hearing this, the man hurriedly said, "I am the second steward of the Li family in Luoyang. My surname is Zhang. I have come here on the orders of the Third Young Master to deliver a letter to Young Master Tang." After speaking, he took out an exquisite letter from his pocket and respectfully handed it over, saying, "I hope that you, young lady, can personally deliver this letter to Young Master Tang."
Hua Wuduo smiled and accepted it, saying, "Okay."
The man bowed and said, "Thank you, young lady. I will not disturb you any longer and will take my leave now."
Hua Wuduo said, "I won't see you off any further, please."
The man left, and Hua Wuduo closed the courtyard gate. By this time, the waiter had already set out breakfast, and Tang Ye had already sat down to eat. The waiter stepped back outside to wait, and Hua Wuduo, without waiting for Tang Ye to see it first, opened the invitation himself and read: "She sincerely invites Young Master Tang and Miss Fang to a romantic gathering in the south of the city tonight at 7 PM."
The romantic scenery of Luoyang is renowned throughout the city, making it a popular gathering place for refined and elegant scholars. Here you'll find fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful, multi-talented women.
On a romantic night, with stained-glass lanterns, sheer curtains, and the subtle scents of wine, flowers, and beautiful women, the air was filled with the sounds of singing, music, and string instruments. Being there, one couldn't help but feel a little languid, tinged with a decadent air. Hua Wuduo sat under the veranda, gazing up at the moon, its appearance half-hidden by the overcast sky. A gentle breeze lifted the sheer curtain behind her, brushing against her cheek. She thought to herself, "I didn't expect Li She to hold a banquet in such a place. He's certainly a free spirit." It was a pity that despite the beautiful scenery, fine wine, and delicious food, she felt no appetite. If only she had known Song Zixing would be there… Thinking this, she subconsciously glanced at Song Zixing beside her, sighing inwardly, "If I had known he would be here, I shouldn't have deliberately skipped a bowl of rice at noon! I've just let myself go hungry."
Not only that, Chu Tianxiu and Xu Qingcheng, the young lady of the Qingcheng Sect, were also invited tonight. Ever since Tang Ye and she entered one after the other, Hua Wuduo felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at by these two. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering if she really looked that strange since she didn't have horns on her head. The two of them were really focused on her, so much so that she didn't notice and stepped on Tang Ye's heel while walking quickly. Tang Ye gave her a very impolite and cold glare. Fortunately, Tang Ye was wearing boots tonight, otherwise, if she had stepped on his shoes in public, he might have turned around and given her a crazy laugh... (Hua Wuduo was most wary of this poison).
Li She's invitation meant a top-notch venue and the best food, which certainly didn't disappoint Hua Wuduo. Unfortunately, sitting next to her was the annoying Song Zixing, across from her was Xu Qingcheng, who seemed to want to kill her with her eyes, and Chu Tianxiu, who occasionally scrutinized her with disdain. Hua Wuduo felt full after barely eating. The other two women were manageable, but Song Zixing was a different story. She had intended to focus on the food and ignore him, but his subtle glances were impossible to ignore. Every time Hua Wuduo looked up at him, he would glance back at her. Each time, Hua Wuduo would give him a sharp sneer, but each time he would only smile slightly. The more he did this, the more Hua Wuduo hated him, and the more she hated him, the more he acted this way. Hua Wuduo hadn't even considered concealing her identity this time, perhaps already knowing that Song Zixing had recognized her.
During the meal, Xu Qingcheng's resentment towards Tang Ye and her hatred towards Hua Wuduo were completely ignored. Tang Ye's actions were intentional, while Hua Wuduo was too busy exchanging glances with Song Zixing to pay any attention to Xu Qingcheng's unfounded jealousy.
Chu Tianxiu maintained an arrogant demeanor throughout, only occasionally glancing at Tang Ye with a slight change in expression. Her gaze shifted again when she looked at Song Zixing, and when she saw Hua Wuduo, she displayed a subtle disdain. Li She found all of this quite amusing, especially noticing the exchange of glances between Fang Ruoxi and Song Zixing, a deeper meaning appearing in his eyes.
During the meal, Song Zixing, ignoring the strange looks from everyone, ambiguously picked up a piece of green vegetable from the soup bowl and put it into the bowl in front of Hua Wuduo, saying in a gentle and refined manner, "Eat more, you are too thin."
Hua Wuduo glanced at the greens in the bowl, and without saying a word, disdainfully picked them up with his chopsticks and threw them out of the bowl. The greens spun one and a half times in the air, and then landed very accurately on the edge of Song Zixing's rice bowl, half inside and half hanging outside.
Song Zixing smiled and, without any hesitation, picked up the greens and ate them slowly and carefully in front of everyone. Then he picked up a piece of chopsticks from the soup and put it back into Hua Wuduo's bowl, saying in a gentle and refined manner, "You need to use two chopsticks together to pick up the vegetables."
Upon hearing this, Hua Wuduo's breath hitched, and then, in front of all the young masters and ladies, he made a retching gesture without any politeness.
Seeing this, Song Zixing smiled even more gently.
Tang Ye, however, remained indifferent to this.
Chu Tianxiu and Xu Qingcheng had different expressions, but Li She's gaze was deep and unfathomable when he saw Hua Wuduo's expression.
During the banquet, Chu Tianxiu showed off his piano skills and boldly invited Tang Ye to play a duet with him. Chu Tianxiu's audacity was so great that Hua Wuduo wanted to prostrate himself before him, no, he was completely impressed, but unfortunately, he only received Tang Ye's cold rejection.