After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

The young master subconsciously halted Zang Ya, but immediately realized something was off. He looked at Zang Ya with a hint of fear in his eyes but bravely said, “This young master just watched you catch fish very quickly. I wonder if you have any secrets; could you give me some advice?”

As soon as these words left his mouth, not only were the onlookers curious, but even the old stall owner looked toward Zang Ya, eager to hear his response.

Under everyone’s eager gaze, Zang Ya frowned slightly and then said, with a hint of doubt in his tone, “There is no secret. It’s not something you can achieve just by watching, you have to try it yourself.”

Zang Ya’s words were extremely sincere, and the expression on his face didn’t change much.

Hearing Zang Ya casually state his success, the man next to him, who had broken several paper scoops without catching anything, fell silent.

An Yun listened to Zang Ya’s words, which were not showing off but simply stating the facts. Thinking of his own broken attempts, he felt a pang of heartache for some reason.

After hearing Zang Ya’s explanation, the man still didn’t believe it. His expression changed slightly, and he asked, “Young master, are you telling the truth?”

Zang Ya responded, “Otherwise? Isn’t it a very simple thing to catch fish by clearly seeing its position, controlling the strength of the paper scoop with your hands, and finally catching the fish with quick eyes and swift hands?”

As the man listened, he recalled how Zang Ya had caught the fish earlier; the paper scoop had risen quickly, and Zang Ya’s movements were particularly neat, with no hesitation at all.

This was enough to show that what Zang Ya said was true. He genuinely believed that catching fish was quite simple.

For a moment, the young man felt mixed emotions and didn’t know what to say.

Seeing that the man had nothing further to say, Zang Ya lifted his foot, preparing to leave again.

However, this time, they were stopped once more. The person who blocked them was Zhou Ge’er.

Zhou Ge’er was still unwilling to give up. He had been watching Zang Ya intently and felt that compared to the rumours or the Zang Ya he could only admire from afar, the Zang Ya standing in front of him was simply exceptional.

In particular, Zang Ya’s concentrated expression and deft movements while trying to catch fish had touched Zhou Ge’er’s heart.

Zhou Ge’er felt that such a powerful, affectionate, and dedicated young master was someone he could stay for the rest of his life. If he didn’t marry someone like Zang Ya, he would never be happy in this life.

As for the person next to Zang Ya, Zhou Ge’er considered him to be petty in every gesture. He thought he was probably not a serious person, perhaps just a bed-warming tool by Zang Ya’s side.

In this case, Zhou Ge’er believed that as the future madam of the Zang family, he should be generous and not care about him. At worst, he could wait until he married Zang Ya and then find a secluded corner for the shuanger to spend time in, not treating him particularly harshly.

Zhou Ge’er thought maybe Zang Ya had treated him coldly just now because he hadn’t seen him clearly and didn’t know anything about him, leading to his unreasonable behaviour.

Wasn’t this all written in the books? Besides the initial love at first sight, there was also the happy ending of lovers.

Zhou Ge’er decided to give himself and Zang Ya another chance to alleviate the embarrassment from before. Maybe this time, Zang Ya would notice him. After all, he was also one of the top shuangers in the city.

Because of this thought, Zhou Ge’er plucked up the courage to stop in front of Zang Ya.

After stopping him, Zhou Ge’er showed his best demeanour and tried to calm himself. “Young Master Zang, I was the one who offended you just now. It’s just that I also like the fish here, but I’m clumsy and can’t catch any. I wonder if you could help me catch some?”

As he spoke, Zhou Ge’er tried his best to smile at Zang Ya, aiming to show off his charm.

To be fair, Zhou Ge’er was quite good-looking, especially dressed up as he was.

An Yun stood there, observing him. He thought that Zhou Ge’er resembled the charming fox spirit from storybooks—charming but not overly feminine, and indeed quite attractive.

However, An Yun also noticed that Zhou Ge’er kept pestering them, then he must have a crush on Zang Ya.

Remembering how many people had stared at Zang Ya while he was shooting arrows, even praising him afterward, An Yun’s mood became more complicated. He hadn’t expected Zang Ya to gain so many admirers during this trip.

The people around them were also becoming livelier. This era wasn’t particularly harsh on women and shuangers, and since it was also the Qiqiao Festival—a day when lovers could meet and date—everyone felt more unrestrained and less concerned.

Some people even started cheering quietly, urging Zang Ya to agree.

However, Zang Ya stood still. After a moment, he said impatiently, “You brought so many attendants here. If you like it, let them fish for you. Do you really expect to use me when you can’t do it yourself? Who gave you the courage?”

When he spoke the last sentence, Zang Ya’s tone took on a threatening edge.

The crowd, which had been lively, fell silent the moment Zang Ya finished speaking.

Even Zhou Ge’er, who had been full of confidence just moments before, opened his mouth, looking at Zang Ya in disbelief, as if he had never expected such a response.

An Yun felt that if Zang Ya didn’t have his current status, he might never be able to find a wife in his life.

Seeing that Zhou Ge’er didn’t respond, Zang Ya felt bored and immediately took An Yun’s hand, pulling him away.

An Yun was pulled away before he could react. When he came to his senses and turned around, he saw Zhou Ge’er, who had been limp just moments ago, seemingly coming to his senses. He looked at Zang Ya in disbelief and then glared at An Yun fiercely, obviously filled with hatred.

An Yun: “…”

An Yun only felt that he was innocent, and had done nothing, so why did he hate him so fiercely?