Chapter 92 - Tears Of Love (1/2)

…Seeing that Ye Xiaoxian was being cold towards him he was somewhat surprised, so he asked, “What makes you unhappy today, miss?”

“Young Master Zhang, you’re here to eat food so you might as well just order your dishes and don’t have to worry about the rest of my business,” said Ye Xiaoxian.

However, Young Master Zhang thought that Ye Xiaoxian was playing hard to get and trying to attract his attention by treating him coldly. He involuntarily chuckled. “Miss, do you blame me for coming a bit too late? If so, I’ll come earlier tomorrow. By the way, can I go to the kitchen, I’d like to have a word with you privately.”

“Just say it here!” Ye Xiaoxian was already sick of what Young Master Zhang had said so far.

“It is not…very convenient here.” Young Master Zhang grinned.

“If it’s not convenient, maybe you don’t have to say it at all. I’m busy in the kitchen so I have to go back now. Excuse me.” Ye Xiaoxian said.

To someone like Young Master Zhang, since she had already ripped him off twice, that should be enough. If she ripped him off every time she saw him she would be a bit too dishonest and also, she did not have much energy to socialize with him.

Young Master Zhang wanted to hook up with Ye Xiaoxian but he felt too self-conscious to say it directly as there were so many people eating there. He intended to keep it low key, since it was an affair after all.

After Ye Xiaoxian went back to the kitchen, Young Master Zhang started coming up with plans.

He had already done the first two moves and the last one was to let Ye Xiaoxian understand what he felt towards her. He pondered for a while, hurriedly asking Fatty to borrow a pen and a paper from the counter and then scribbled a sentence: I wonder how well I have impressed you, miss. From Young Master Zhang, respectfully.

After he’d finished he asked Li Hongmei to come over again and to pa.s.s this note to Ye Xiaoxian.

Right after Li Hongmei went into the kitchen she said furiously, “Young Master Zhang has really gone too far. Little Ye, you have to think of a strong move to make him have no more illusions about you and to never come here to find you.”

Ye Xiaoxian unfolded the note and also considered how to reply.

Li Hongmei asked again, “By the way, have you cooked Scholar Wong’s dishes? He ordered a stir fried seasonal vegetables and a sweet and sour ribs.”

“Is Scholar Wong also here?” asked Ye Xiaoxian.

“Yes, he’s at the booth upstairs,” said Li Hongmei.

“Ma, can you go and ask Scholar Wong not to leave after he finishes eating as I have something to talk to him about,” said Ye Xiaoxian.

“You want to talk to him? Is it something about Baofeng?” asked Li Hongmei.

“Or anything else?” Ye Xiaoxian smiled, feeling that Li Hongmei was a bit too sensitive.

Li Hongmei also smiled. “Ah, I didn’t mean anything. I’m just afraid that…that Baoshan will be jealous.”

Ye Xiaoxian smiled slightly, asking a pen and paper from the counter and, after another thought, she wrote down two poetic verses:-

Before leaving the courtyard, thy forehead hath already reached the painting hall;

A drop of lovesick tears from last year hath not yet reached your chin for now.

…Li Hongmei took the note and gave it to Young Master Zhang and then went upstairs to find Scholar Wong.