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    Chapter 35: Don’t Think About Bribing Me

    The more Song Fuge saw her like this, the more he didn’t want to let her go. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulled her close, and threatened in a low voice, “Are you sure you won’t tell me?”

    Jiang Jiuchu: “I’m sure I won’t tell you.”

    Song Fuge: “Really, really sure you won’t tell me?”

    Jiang Jiuchu: “Yes.”

    Seeing her turn her head, looking like she’d rather die than say, Song Fuge smiled, “Then you were just lying to me.”

    Jiang Jiuchu’s expression froze. Only then did she realize she had misspoke. She had no choice but to make up for it, “I was just thinking about some private matters of a young woman, things that can’t be said.”

    Song Fuge didn’t believe her explanation. His eyes darted around, and he asked, “You wouldn’t be thinking about some handsome young man, would you?”

    “No, how could I?” Jiang Jiuchu was a little surprised. Why would Brother Fu ask that? Did she look like she was lovesick?

    Song Fuge continued to ask, “Then you wouldn’t… be thinking about what kissing feels like, would you?”

    “How could I?” Jiang Jiuchu’s face turned red, and she quickly denied it, thinking, did she really look like she was lovesick just now?

    “Then you wouldn’t be thinking about Brother Fu’s money, would you!” Song Fuge had already combined the previous conversation and made some guesses.

    Jiang Jiuchu was about to blurt out the word “no,” but after hearing Song Fuge’s words clearly, her eyes shook. The words at her lips paused for a moment before she continued, “N-no.”

    After she said that, she didn’t dare to look at Song Fuge. But then she felt that it wasn’t right, so she looked at him again and said,

    “Brother Fu, don’t insult my character. I… I’m not someone who covets wealth.”

    A smile overflowed from Song Fuge’s eyes, and the corners of his mouth also uncontrollably turned upward. The joyous look added a hint of flirtatious air to his whole person.

    “Brother Fu is very rich. It will all be yours in the future. I guarantee you won’t be able to spend it all even with your eyes closed.”

    Jiang Jiuchu swallowed, thinking, how rich would you have to be to not be able to spend it all even with your eyes closed?

    She paused and quickly continued to deny, “I already said, I don’t mean that. Brother Fu, don’t you believe me?”

    “I believe you. I believe whatever Jiuchu says. Brother Fu just wants you to spend all the money. The more you spend, the happier I am.”

    Jiang Jiuchu felt that these words were obviously coaxing her. After all, just a moment ago, he didn’t believe her and kept chasing after her to ask.

    Just as she was about to expose his words, she saw Song Fuge move closer to her again and say,

    “Then, could you, in light of Brother Fu being so generous, also be generous and let Brother Fu kiss you? Brother Fu wants to know what kissing feels like.”

    Jiang Jiuchu looked at the approaching lips and reached out to block them again. The warm lips covered the palm of her hand, burning her whole body, but she didn’t dare to take it away.

    “No, don’t bribe me with money. I already said, I’m not greedy.”

    She really couldn’t take it anymore. How did she not know that Brother Fu was so shameless before? Why did he always want to take liberties with her?

    Didn’t Brother Fu know that these intimate things couldn’t be done before marriage?

    Song Fuge looked at the little girl, who seemed determined to resist, and sighed. He kissed the palm of her hand and then, as if thinking of something, asked uncertainly:

    “Jiuchu is so afraid, could it be that you think you’ll get pregnant from just one kiss?”

    Jiang Jiuchu’s face turned red, she paused, and immediately shouted in annoyance, “Brother Fu!”

    She was really so ashamed and indignant that she didn’t know where to hide, but for a moment she didn’t know what to say.

    After thinking for a long time, she had no choice but to threaten, “If Brother Fu continues like this, I, I won’t… I won’t go out with you anymore.”

    Seeing that Jiang Jiuchu was really angry, Song Fuge had no choice but to retreat awkwardly. There was no way. It seemed that the little girl was determined not to let him taste any sweetness.

    “Okay, if you won’t let me kiss you, then I won’t.” Song Fuge said, glancing at Jiang Jiuchu’s still angry expression, and asked in confusion:

    “You know, I’m not lecherous. Before I met you, even if the most beautiful girls threw themselves into my arms, I didn’t have any intention of getting close to them. Why is it that with Jiuchu, I can’t help myself?”

    “Threw themselves into your arms? Who, who threw themselves into Brother Fu’s arms?” Jiang Jiuchu’s attention was immediately drawn to these words, and the blush on her face faded a lot.

    Song Fuge raised his hand to his lips and coughed, “N-no… no one. I was just making an analogy.”

    “Brother Fu wasn’t just making an analogy just now. Was it one of the singing girls from your Mo Feng Pavilion?”

    Song Fuge was stunned. He didn’t expect the little girl to hit the nail on the head. He suddenly regretted saying that. His original intention was just to tell her that he wasn’t a lecherous person.

    Alas! Miscalculation, miscalculation.

    Understanding Jiang Jiuchu’s temperament and knowing that it was useless to quibble, he had no choice but to tell the truth, “Jiuchu, don’t worry. I didn’t let them touch even a corner of my clothes.”

    “Them?” Jiang Jiuchu adjusted her sitting posture, facing Song Fuge head-on, no longer as evasive as she had been just now.

    “It seems that more than one person has thrown themselves into Brother Fu’s arms! Are they all singing girls from your Mo Feng Pavilion? At your auction last time, I remember there was a girl who didn’t get auctioned off as originally planned. Is it that Brother Fu couldn’t bear to part with her?”

    “What are you talking about? That girl was taken back to someone’s residence by a big shot in private long ago. Those women are no different from men in my eyes. As for them, I don’t even know how to write the words ‘reluctant’?”

    Hearing this, Jiang Jiuchu’s lips slightly curved, but she still continued to ask, “Then does Brother Fu’s Mo Feng Pavilion still have singing girls?”

    “Um… just one for now.” Song Fuge paused, and then added with a strong desire to survive:

    “Jiuchu, don’t worry, they’re all there to play music and entertain the guests of Mo Feng Pavilion. I haven’t even looked at them properly. I don’t even know what they look like specifically. The matters in Mo Feng Pavilion are basically managed by the stewards.”

    Looking at Song Fuge, who was eagerly explaining, Jiang Jiuchu had a feeling of getting back at him and said in a good mood, “Okay, I believe Brother Fu. Let’s play chess then!”

    “Okay.” Song Fuge took out the chessboard from the side and opened it. His eyes darted around, and then he looked at Jiang Jiuchu, “However, if Jiuchu loses, you have to give me some reward. Otherwise, it’s boring for me to keep winning.”

    Jiang Jiuchu felt that these words were uncomfortable no matter how she heard them. Brother Fu was clearly looking down on her, but that was the truth, so she didn’t know what to say. She had no choice but to ask, “What reward?”

    Song Fuge really wanted to say that if he won, she would let him kiss her, but without thinking, he knew the little girl would definitely not agree. There was nothing he could do, so he had to settle for second best, “If Brother Fu wins, how about Jiuchu embroidering a purse for me?”

    “Okay, then what if I win?” Jiang Jiuchu felt that she had learned her lesson from this morning. If she played a few more games, she still had a chance of winning.

    “If you win, Brother Fu will give you another hidden weapon.” Song Fuge felt that the hairpin was still not perfect. After all, if she dressed as a man like she did today, she wouldn’t be able to wear it on her head.

    “Okay, then it’s settled.” Jiang Jiuchu happily took the white pieces. She liked hidden weapons the most.

    Time slowly flowed. The boat sailed on the lake. The gauze curtains of the tea room fluttered in the wind, occasionally revealing the figures of the two. The spring was bright, and the warm sun was gentle. Everything looked peaceful and beautiful.

    But as the boat entered the inner river, this peace was gradually overwhelmed by the bustling noise.

    Something big seemed to have happened in the city. The whole city was under martial law and seemed to be investigating. There were also bursts of horses’ hooves going out of the city.

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