Quick Wear: The Scheming Female Supporting Role is Beautiful and Seductive

Chapter 441: Charming Sick Beauty VS Miaojiang Boy (27)

Shen Zhaowan left the house on time, bringing only a maid named Lan Hua with her.

As soon as I went out, I saw the prince and his entourage.

He seemed to have been waiting for a long time, looking around, and suddenly saw Shen Zhaowan appear. He was stunned for a moment before he grinned.

"Sir, Miss Seven is out, she's out."

Young Master Wang took a few steps forward and bowed slightly, "My name is Wang Mao, hello, Miss Seven."

"Shen Zhaowan."

Shen Zhaowan smiled and gave her name lightly.

Wang Mao was not ugly. He was a head taller than Shen Zhaowan. He was wearing a white robe and looked like an elegant scholar. He was thin and it seemed that he was not as healthy as Shen Zhaowan.

The area under his eyes is dark, his lips are pale, and his eyebrows and eyes are quite delicate.

Prince Wang's attendant: "Miss Seven, my master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Shen Zhaowan glanced at him. She came according to the time on the invitation, not late.

She was surprised, as if she had just said it casually: "When I just stood in front of the door, I almost recognized the wrong person. It was hard to tell the master from the servant."

"But just now, Young Master Wang also introduced himself, which solved my confusion. Young Master Wang's entourage seems to be unusual, but what is the origin of it?"

After he finished speaking, Suo Cong looked at his own master fearfully and admitted his mistakes repeatedly.

"Sir, I was wrong."

Then he slapped himself.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Wang Mao's brows, but he quickly adjusted his expression and continued to smile in a suave manner.

"Miss Qi, calm down. Maybe it's a misunderstanding. He has been with me for many years. He just said a few more words because he was worried that Miss Qi might be delayed by something."

Shen Zhaowan smiled and said, "Of course I believe it. I just said it casually. You don't have to be so anxious."

"Why did you hit yourself?"

Shen Zhaowan's tone was gentle and innocent, with a hint of confusion on her face, and no one could tell that she said it on purpose.

Prince Wang: "Miss Seven, please."

Shen Zhaowan raised her eyes and gestured, "My carriage is ready too."

Of course she couldn't ride in the same car with him.

After she said that, she smiled and turned around and got into another one.

Wang Mao, who was left behind, was stunned for a moment, his eyes half-closed.

She is so incredibly beautiful that I really can't get angry at her.

Then he got into the car as if nothing had happened. His followers wanted to protest, but then they thought it hurt and held back.

The carriages moved one after the other towards the south of the city.

There were more and more pedestrians on the road, and the speed slowed down. After more than half an hour, they finally arrived at the destination.

The south of the city is indeed much more lively today. Fresh flowers are placed in the shops and roadsides along the street. Even the corner towers are filled with flowers of various colors. The whole street is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

It feels like being in another world.

Shen Zhaowan pulled aside the curtains with one hand and caught a glimpse of the magnificent scene outside, which also improved her mood.

Passing by the carriage were pedestrians selling flowers in bamboo baskets.

Every face was filled with happy smiles.

The carriage stopped at a place, and Shen Zhaowan got off the carriage with the help of Lanhua.

The skirt is large and beautiful, swaying with every step, making people fascinated.

Wang Mao lost his mind for a moment, and after Shen Zhaowan came down, he took the initiative to ask, "Seventh Miss, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Then let's go shopping first. Miss Seven, take a look and see if there's anything you like. After the flower selection contest is over, I'll arrange a private room for you to rest for a while, okay?"

There was nothing impeccable about Wang Mao's arrangement. Shen Zhaowan didn't care. Her face sank for a moment and she nodded implicitly.

Wang Mao was obviously very happy and immediately moved closer.

"If we walk along this street, we will soon reach Baihuafang. Their competition is going on. We can walk over there first. If Miss Seven wants to watch the competition, we can also go there directly."

"I also asked someone to reserve a seat for me."

Shen Zhaowan felt that it was unnecessary. "No, let's just leave it like this. I thought it's not too late to go to Baihuafang while walking and looking."

"Then listen to Miss Seven."

Shen Zhaowan walked slowly and gracefully. Along the way, there were many flowers she had never seen before. She specially asked her maid to buy a booklet, which recorded in detail all the flowers displayed in the south of the city today, and also included relevant paintings.

It was interesting to watch all the time, and I think it lessened her aversion to this trip.

Not to mention other things, there were two or three times in the middle when Wang Mao tried to shorten the polite distance between the two of them. He took the opportunity to explain to her and moved closer. Fortunately, not only did she react quickly, but Lanhua was also paying attention all the time.

The voice in my ear was irritating because not a single word he said was right.

Shen Zhaowan let him do what he wanted and didn't immediately give him any embarrassment. She just treated him as if he was talking to himself.

She then saw another way to play: the large books sold in bookstores. She could collect petals of various flowers along the way, store them, and press them between the books.

Wang Mao interrupted: "Miss Qi, let me pay."

"The orchid has already been paid, so don't worry, Prince."

Wang Mao himself felt a little frustrated. Although Shen Zhaowan was not cold and hostile to him along the way, and was even very graceful and gentle, he felt very distant from her and they rarely talked.

But Wang Mao changed his mind and thought, after all, it was their first meeting, so she might be shy. But if they had the chance to meet a few more times in the future, it would definitely be different. Besides, he was going to marry her in the future.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn’t seem like a big deal.

Then a confident smile appeared on his face again.

"Miss Qi, I see there are some poetry pairs ahead, would you like to go take a look?"

Shen Zhaowan looked forward and saw a shop surrounded by people.

There seemed to be too many people, and she felt that it was not necessary to go.

Before she could refuse, Wang Mao shook his head and said, "Miss Qi, I will definitely win a lantern for you."

After saying this, he walked forward with confident and determined steps.

Seeing this, Lanhua found an opportunity to whisper in Shen Zhaowan's ear: "Miss, why do I feel that this person is not reliable..."

Shen Zhaowan thought, besides being unreliable, he was also a little stupid.

On the other side, Wang Mao initially planned to buy all of them with money, but since it broke the rules, the store owner was unwilling.

This event has been held so many times that the principles will naturally not be broken easily. Besides, who doesn’t have some money?

Wang Mao had no choice but to join the poetry competition. If he won a round, he would get to choose a lantern.

The shop owner is a craftsman, and each lantern is different, no matter if it is a carved or painted animal or something else, they are all lifelike.

Shen Zhaowan really liked it after seeing it.

Lanhua found a suitable seat for her to sit down and watch the game.

At the same time, Qi Shaoling on the other side also came to the south of the city helplessly.

He looked unhappy. He was only one step away from catching the person he was tracking, but his master suddenly lost the chase for some reason and now used this as an excuse to bring him here.

He no longer wanted to catch anyone now. He just wanted to go back quickly because Wanwan was still waiting for him.

(In the next world, if I have time, maybe maybe... just maybe, I will write

Innocent little white flower VS thin-muscled school bully? )