I insist

Chapter 315: I care a lot

Yu Huailin was only thinking of himself and hadn't considered Song Miqiu's thoughts.

“Miqiu, I can tell anyone if you want. As for Liu Xiaoyue and Liuli, I will absolutely have nothing to do with them in the future.” Yu Huailin’s serious expression made Song Miqiu chuckle.

It had been a long time since I'd seen Song Miqiu smile. His smile was as beautiful as the sunset clouds. That was all he wanted.

The two were no longer awkward with each other along the way. Although they didn't speak, they grew closer and closer, their shadows stretching long in the setting sun.

"Don't make me do this kind of thing again." Song Miqiu rubbed her legs. It was romantic, she could enjoy the scenery along the way, but her legs couldn't take it.

"I won't do that next time." Yu Huailin squatted down, wanting to massage Song Miqiu, but Song Miqiu quickly withdrew her leg, afraid that others would misunderstand.

The two finally arrived at the market. The market was brightly lit at night, and the vendors were all smiles. The fragrant rice cakes on both sides made Song Miqiu's stomach rumble uncontrollably.

Yu Huailin quickly took the silver and bought two pieces of pastry, which Song Miqiu wolfed down.

"It tastes so good!"

Yu Huailin watched Song Miqiu eat with satisfaction, and handed over a piece from his own hand. Song Miqiu ate the Pikachu without any hesitation.

"You only think food tastes good when you're hungry!"

"Young master, aren't you ruining my reputation? This is my old business, don't you dare slander me just to please someone you like!" the vendor said discontentedly.

Yu Huailin wasn't angry at all. Instead, he said, "The boss is a nice person. Give me more. It looks delicious to me too. I misspoke."

The vendor looked at the young man with some surprise, then became happy and hurriedly packed the pastries, saying happily as he did so, "I knew it! I've been doing this for over ten years, and I have tons of repeat customers."

"Here, have some more for your wife. Eat more." The vendor was beaming with joy.

Song Miqiu was also surprised that Huailin was so polite and easy to talk to the vendors.

"Are you crazy? Why did you buy so much?" Song Miqiu whispered in Yu Huailin's ear.

Yu Huailin also whispered in Song Miqiu's ear, his warm breath making Song Miqiu feel embarrassed.

"Because this vendor has good taste; he just said he likes you."

Song Miqiu's face immediately turned bright red.

This street vendor has been doing business for decades, and on this bustling street, you can't be too good at judging people.

"It's not that I have good taste, it's just that you're the only one in my eyes, young master." The vendor was grateful to Yu Huailin for making money so he could go home to his wife and children sooner.

Feeling embarrassed by what was said, Song Miqiu ran over with the pastries in Yu Huailin's hand.

Yu Huailin also smiled warmly: "Thank you, boss."

"You're welcome, go after them!" The vendor rubbed his hands together, preparing the food.

Yu Huailin caught up with Song Miqiu, and the two walked side by side for a long time. The lanterns beside them were also particularly beautiful.

"Miqiu, are you still hungry? If you are, I'll go buy you something to eat now!"

"No, I'm already full. If I keep eating, I'll throw up."

As they walked, they came to a gold shop. Song Miqiu thought that she needed a hairpin and decided to go in and take a look.

Yu Huailin saw through Song Miqiu's thoughts and pulled Song Miqiu inside.

The shopkeeper was quick to welcome the guests as soon as he saw them arrive.

"Sir, you're here again!" The shopkeeper's face was beaming with joy, he could hardly stop smiling. This wealthy customer had bought quite a lot of things here last time.

"Bring out your finest hairpins," Yu Huailin instructed the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper quickly went inside to get some nicer styles.

Yu Huailin looked around. There were peonies, but they were too mature and not suitable. There were peach blossoms, but they were too flamboyant. Yu Huailin shook his head.

Yu Huailin took a jade plum blossom hairpin, which was not bad, but it was not suitable for Mi Qiu.

Yu Huailin gestured around on Song Miqiu's head, but couldn't find a suitable one.

"How about this one!" Song Miqiu picked up a hairpin inlaid with a magnolia flower.

“This is good, it suits you.” Yu Huailin nodded beautifully.

"I'll take this one." Yu Huailin tossed out a silver ingot.

The shopkeeper was about to say that Song Miqiu was too old to be in a good position, but when he saw the silver in his hand, he couldn't stop smiling.

The two were so engrossed in their own lovemaking that they didn't even notice Liuli staring at them with a fierce look.

Liuli was both envious and jealous. She envied Yu Huailin for spoiling her so much, but she couldn't understand why it wasn't her, Liuli. What was she lacking? In terms of looks and charm, he was no less than Song Miqiu.

The shopkeeper put the remaining hairpins back into the inner room.

"Imperial Physician Song, you're here too. Liuli apologizes to you for what happened last time." Liuli walked over gracefully, touching the hair by her ear, looking somewhat shy, her every move exuding charm.

Yu Huailin and Song Miqiu turned their heads at the same time. Seeing Liuli, they both wanted to keep their distance, so they pretended not to have heard and prepared to go back.

Liuli quickly ran in front of the two people and put on a pitiful look.

"Imperial Physician Song, last time it was all because of Liuli. I was being naive and said some hurtful things to you. I'm here to apologize to you." Liuli pretended to be sincere.

Song Miqiu realized that Liuli was not only a green tea bitch, but a high-level one.

If it were the two of them, Liuli would never have said such a thing. It was only because Yu Huailin was there that she tried to gain his sympathy.

"No need, I don't need your apology." Song Miqiu didn't have any good feelings towards Liuli.

"Young Master Yu, won't you forgive me either? My godfather misses you terribly." Liuli said, tears streaming down her face.

"How do you control your tears so well? You can cry whenever you want." Song Miqiu didn't even want to look at her. She was playing the sympathy card again.

"You don't need to apologize to me, and don't mention the old eunuch in front of me. You're not worthy." Yu Huailin's words were very harsh.

"Young Master Yu, do you really hate me that much?"

"That's right, I really hate the only person I like, Song Miqiu. I advise you to give up your little schemes."

Song Miqiu was very satisfied this time. If she had known his answer would be like this, she wouldn't have been so sulking for so long.

“But she is not a good match for you.” Liuli blurted out her thoughts again.

I'm not worthy, I won't film it. Song Miqiu was really getting angry at Liuli for being so love-obsessed.

"I ask you not to interfere in my affairs," Young Master Yu said impatiently.

Song Miqiu knew very well that to deal with someone like this, you had to make her see the truth clearly.

"Oh dear, why am I so dizzy?" Song Miqiu rubbed her head, pretending to faint.

Yu Huailin supported Song Miqiu's waist with a concerned expression: "Miqiu, are you alright? Let's go home quickly, I'll find a doctor to take a look at you."