Old Master Hou ultimately didn’t let Gu Yan foot the bill; instead, he drew a silver coin from his pouch, accidentally pulling out a pipa knot made from a red string along with it.
Gu Yan quickly picked up the knot. It looked rather worn and faded around the edges.
It was hard to imagine such an accessory inside the purse of such a stalwart man.
"Was it a gift from a special lady friend?" Gu Yan asked.
It was clearly something gifted by a woman. But it surely wasn’t the old Madam from his residence. They were only a nominal couple. He wouldn’t be carrying something she gave him.
"Cough, no, don’t talk nonsense," Old Master Hou put the pipa knot back into his pouch.
Gu Yan didn’t buy it, and asked curiously, "I can’t believe, you have a secret admirer too? Where is she now?"
She definitely wasn’t in the residence—the old Matron of the residence had been dealt with by the old Madam Hou long ago.
Old Master Hou had kept his feelings to himself all these years, holding a lot of misery inside him. To be honest, he did feel like divulging a little.
After a pause, he said, "It belongs to a friend of mine. He left it at my place. I meant to return it."
A friend?
What a familiar start to a story!
Gu Yan, who had read all of Old Master Ji’s love stories, understood perfectly well what was going on.
He raised an eyebrow in amusement: "Where is your friend’s ladylove now?"
Old Master Hou sighed, "She... has become a nun."
"Why would she become a nun?" asked Gu Yan.
"Her husband passed away... circumstances forced her." He paused, "However, perhaps...she only wanted to meet my friend once more in her lifetime."
Who could tell, the old man is quite charming to the ladies.
Gu Yan didn’t probe the reasons of her inability to act freely. Instead, he focused on the latter remark. Pondering, he continued, "It seems that this woman harbored deep feelings for your friend."
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