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Transmigrated into Substitute Bride Fu Lang Chapter 32.2

Chapter 32.2: 商量

Negotiation (Discussion) 

 

Only after Zhao Jing obediently left with her maid did Mother Zhao sneered softly and murmur, “It seems that I had underestimated my daughter, she actually has not learnt nothing from the Old Madam.”

 

The housekeeper on the floor looked up at Mother Zhao with an expression of desire to speak, but in the end he did not dare to make a sound.

 

Instead, Mother Zhao glanced at him gently and said coldly, “I know what you have in mind, but this is not a trivial matter. Let Jing Er try first, and then you can go if she fails. If you dare to act presumptuously or without permission, don’t blame me for settling the new scores and old ones together.”

 

His heart was exposed, the butler’s whole body stiffened as he knelt down on the flood , gave a salute, and said softly, “Yes, I know.”

 

Mother Zhao waved her hand and told him to go down, waiting until only she and her personal maid were left in the room, only then she stared at the flower arrangement beside her and laughed softly, sneering, “Do you think this daughter of mine is really stupid, or is she faking it?”

 

Hearing her words, the elderly woman lowered her head and whispered, “Young Lady is just too kind.”

 

Mother Zhao snorted and did not answer.

 

Chen Xing got up from her nap and changed back into clean clothes before heading towards Gu Lang’s study, where the teaching duties had taken place over the past few days, and today was naturally no exception.

 

Chen Xing’s progress was fast, so fast that Gu Lang was amazed, and Gu Lang, who had already praised Chen Xing, would even praise him more whenever he found the opportunity.

 

At first, Chen Xing blushed at the compliment and came up with excuses he had learned a long time ago, he then asked Gu Lang not to praise him like that all the time. Unfortunately, this had little effect, and even after Gu Lang had praised him in a different way, Chen Xing began to swell up a little.

 

This day too, thinking that he would be praised by Gu Lang again, Chen Xing’s face could not help but appear a bright smile, and even his steps to Gu Lang’s study were a little bit lighter, and he even took on a little bit of leap or jump for joy. 

 

Waiting until he arrived at Gu Lang’s study room, Chen Xing saw Gu Lang standing in front of the table at a glance. Looking at the man who looked so good looking in a simple green coat, Chen Xing couldn’t help but call out his name, “Gu Lang.”

 

Hearing Chen Xing’s movement, Gu Lang twisted his head to look in the direction of the doorway and gave him a light smile, that handsome face still carried the same gentleness as always, “You’re here.”

 

Chen Xing looked at his appearance and the smile on his face became bigger and bigger. He didn’t know why he was so happy about it, but as soon as he saw Gu Lang like this, he felt happy!

 

Chen Xing jumped and came in front of Gu Lang, looking at him as he smiled and said, “Why are you coming here so early today?”

 

It was still half an hour before their appointment time, so Gu Lang should still be resting by now.

 

Gu Lang, however, looked at him before looking down at the table again.

 

Chen Xing followed his line of sight downwards, only to see that a long sand box had been placed on the tabletop at some point, with a shallow layer of fine sand inside. He glanced at the object, then looked up at Gu Lang and asked with some surprise, “This is?”

 

Gu Lang smiled up at him and said softly, “Haven’t you always had trouble putting your hands on white paper? I then went and requested the carpenter to make this sandbox, but this fine sand was not very good to find, so it took some time. Now that it’s done, you can practice on it first, and then write on the paper when you’re skilled, so you won’t be over cautious.”

 

Chen Xing did not expect that Gu Lang would not only see that he was afraid of wasting, but also afraid that he would be over-cautious. By maintaining his composure; staying calm and collected, Chen Xing also prepared something for him. At this moment his emotions were a little complicated, and the expression on his face when he looked at Gu Lang was a little more touching.

 

Gu Lang looked at the look in his eyes, reached out and gently rubbed his head, and said in a warm voice, “Okay, don’t just look at me, it’s time for you to try this thing out.”

 

Chen Xing blushed a little and pulled Gu Lang’s hand that was rubbing his head, muttering in a low voice, “I know already so you don’t treat me like a child all the time, I’m already an adult.”

 

“Okay.” Gu Lang coaxed him with good-natured gentleness, but only he knew whether he had listened or not.

 

This sound instead made Chen Xing’s face turn redder and redder, he moved his gaze away from looking at Gu Lang and stopped looking at him, picked up the branch Gu Lang had prepared for him to act as a pen and started practicing the words he had learnt in the past few days on that sand table.

 

As soon as he touched the branch, Chen Xing let out a giggle. He stared at the ordinary-looking branch and felt that the feel of it was not quite the same as those branches he had touched before, instead of feeling like the texture of a tree, it felt like the texture of some kind of jade.