Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 857

Chapter 857: 214: Offended someone who shouldn’t have been offended, dog food manufacturer_4

Who would not respectfully address him as Mr. Du?

There really were hardly any who dared to call him ’Sir Du.’

"He’s not that kind of person," Mr. Du firmly negated.

"Tsks, tsks, tsks." Du Jiaojiao watched Mr. Du with a mischievous smile, "So quick to defend her?"

Mr. Du did not explain further, merely saying, "Ever heard of how appearance reflects the heart?"

Determining that Zheng Xianjing would be that kind of person was more fitting.

Ni Yang?

She would disdain engaging in such matters.

Du Jiaojiao nodded, "That’s true too, Yangyang is so beautiful. If she were interested in you, she wouldn’t need to play hard to get. She just has to nod, and you’d have a new concubine in your backyard."

"You’re overthinking it," Mr. Du said indifferently.

Du Jiaojiao agreed, "Indeed, I am overthinking. Like Ni Yang, you can tell she is not one to be confined to the boudoir. How could she possibly content herself with being one of many concubines, competing and becoming jealous of other women?"

Mr. Du silently twirled his Buddha Beads, "Sister, you’re getting further off-topic."

"Yangyang is so beautiful, and you’re not at all moved by her?" Du Jiaojiao retorted.

Mr. Du’s expression remained stoic. "Only a dead man’s heart stays still. Do I look like a dead man to you?"

Du Jiaojiao, lost for words, said, "Ugh! I’m not talking about that kind of being moved! I meant the kind where you like her! You seem so smart usually, how come you turn silly at crucial moments?"

"Forget it, forget it! Speaking to someone heartless like you, you wouldn’t understand even if I explained!"

Mr. Du sat cross-legged on a low stool and began preparing tea.

He was particularly meticulous about brewing tea, which in later eras would be referred to as "tea ceremony."

Du Jiaojiao disliked these overly elaborate habits; so much effort in brewing tea for just a few sips. Elegant but impractical.

Seeing Mr. Du make tea, she muttered "Boring" and turned to leave the living room.

After Du Jiaojiao left the living room, Mr. Du summoned the butler.

"Mr. Du."

Mr. Du continued his tea-making motion, his hands weaving through the teacups as the tea smoke spiraled upwards, casting his facial features into a more majestic and enigmatic silhouette. _{freewebnøvel.com}

"Who was on duty at the gate today?"