The dates were sent by Helian Duo. Cheng Xiran thought they looked good and ate a few. "It's better to have something than nothing. By the way, go and find me a nice dress. I'm going to meet that Su Yunxiu tomorrow."
Zhuque looked at Cheng Xiran in puzzlement and asked, "Why does Miss still want to see her? If others see this, won't they start gossiping that Miss is clinging to the prince and the real mistress has come to confront her?"
"I'm upright. If I'm scared off by their words, that's when I'll really become the subject of gossip." Cheng Xiran had a few dates in her mouth, and her words were a bit slurred.
Zhuque thought about it and realized she was right. After all, there were countless rumors about her own miss. As long as they had a clear conscience, they shouldn't care what others said.
The next day, Cheng Xiran got up very early and waited in the newspaper office. She wanted to see what Su Yunxiu wanted to say to her.
Before long, a luxurious carriage stopped at the entrance of the newspaper office. A pair of fair hands lifted the curtain. The maid waiting by the carriage stepped forward to help her, and then a young woman slowly got out of the carriage and looked towards the newspaper office.
Zhuque, who was guarding the door of the newspaper office, saw the token of the "Regent Prince" hanging on the carriage and rushed back to inform Cheng Xiran in a flash.
Seeing that the person had come, Cheng Xiran had to put on a show. When Zhuque ushered the person in, Cheng Xiran couldn't help but doubt her appearance.
Her eyes were as gentle as flowing water. The pink dress made her cheeks look slightly flushed, showing her youth and charm. Her fair complexion and beautiful appearance, as well as her delicate and graceful figure, all attracted the passers - by.
Even Cheng Xiran was deeply attracted. How could there be such a beautiful woman? No wonder Helian Duo had hidden her in the mansion and not let others know.
"Miss, she's waiting at the door. Should we invite her in?" Zhuque asked in a low voice.
The voice brought Cheng Xiran back to her senses. She nodded slightly and said, "Take her to the room on the second floor. Remember to ask the shopkeeper to close the door downstairs. We won't open for business today."
Zhuque responded and went out to greet the guest. Su Yunxiu outside saw someone coming out. She hid the annoyance in her eyes and put on a smile as she stepped forward. "I wonder if the young lady is willing to see me?"
"Yes." Zhuque nodded. "Miss Su has a special status. My miss has specially arranged for Miss Su to go to the second floor. But please make it quick."
With that, Zhuque turned around and left. Su Yunxiu behind her put away her smile and looked at Zhuque's back with a gloomy face. She thought to herself, even a low - level maid dares to show me a cold shoulder. There's plenty of time. Your days of arrogance are almost over.
The meeting room on the second floor was specially arranged by Cheng Xiran. Since some things written in "Anecdotes of the Capital" would surely cause unnecessary trouble, and the people involved would come to find her, there must be a private place to meet guests.
A sandalwood incense was lit on the table in the hall. Wisps of blue smoke rose and circled around the beams. At that moment, a faint fragrance of a young woman wafted into her nose. Cheng Xiran turned to look at the door and saw a young woman walking in slowly.
Su Yunxiu waved her hand at the maid behind her and walked into the hall alone. Seeing Cheng Xiran, she smiled slightly and sat on the stool beside the square table. "I've long heard that the young lady has excellent writing skills. I'm here today to ask a favor of the young lady."
Cheng Xiran poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her. She asked, "Just say what you want. I don't like beating around the bush, and my time is precious, so please hurry up."