Zhu Yuanting, who was standing by watching the commotion with great interest, rarely saw Yu Zhizhi speak so eloquently.
So refined.
And that last sentence—he couldn’t understand it at all.
Driven by curiosity, Zhu Yuanting asked with a cheeky grin, “Why are the flowers so red?”
Yu Zhizhi revealed a mysterious smile. “I advise you not to be so curious!”
Zhang Lei immediately flared up. “Tell him now! Otherwise, the silver you owe me for flipping the table yesterday will be doubled!”
Ignoring him, Yu Zhizhi looked at Zhu Yuanting and asked, “Do you really want to know?”
This Zhu Yuanting was no better than Zhang Lei—he had said plenty of bad things about the original host before.
This time, she would teach him a lesson on the original host’s behalf.
Zhu Yuanting nodded. “Of course! Tell me quickly!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Zhizhi punched him.
She had practiced Sanda in modern times—this punch landed squarely on Zhu Yuanting’s nose, fast, precise, and ruthless.
“Ouch!”
“My nose hurts!”
Zhu Yuanting clutched his nose and suddenly felt a warm gush. “Mother! Blood! I’ve got a nosebleed!”
Yu Zhizhi put on a fake smile. “Now do you know why the flowers are so red?”
The happiest person at that moment was none other than He Yang.
Boss is so cool!
Zhang Lei stared at the scene before him, his eyes wide as copper bells and his mouth forming a big “O.”
Since when did Yu Zhizhi become this formidable? That set of moves just now was simply masterful!
Coming back to his senses, Zhang Lei immediately started cursing, “Yu Zhizhi, you despicable villain! We came to demand compensation, and you dare hit your creditor? Do you have any respect for the law?!”
He Yang quickly stepped forward to defend her. “You people are ridiculous. Clearly it’s your own fault, yet you blame others.”
“My boss already kindly warned him. He refused to listen and insisted on asking for trouble. Don’t you know what ‘curiosity killed the cat’ means?”
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanting quickly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe the blood from his nose. But his curiosity was completely reignited, and he couldn’t help asking:
“What does ‘curiosity killed the cat’ mean?”
Zhang Lei couldn’t bear to watch anymore.
He shouldn’t have brought this pig-headed teammate to demand compensation.
“Zhu Yuanting, if you don’t want your other nostril to bleed, shut your mouth right now.”
Then he walked up to Yu Zhizhi, glaring at her fiercely. “Since the Prime Minister’s residence refuses to compensate us, we’ll take the three hundred taels from you instead. Are you paying or not?”
Yu Zhizhi thought for a moment, then calmly replied, “Have you forgotten? Yesterday you deliberately provoked me, which made me flip the dining table in anger.”
“So both sides are at fault. It’s fair for each to bear half the responsibility. Therefore, I will only give you one hundred and fifty taels as compensation.”
Hearing this, Zhang Lei’s face instantly darkened. He glared at Yu Zhizhi and said through gritted teeth, “No!”
Yu Zhizhi sneered, the corner of her lips curling into a sly smile.
She slowly leaned closer to Zhang Lei and whispered in his ear, “No? In that case, don’t blame me for talking too much.”
“Don’t forget, the soup you ordered yesterday had deer antler added to it. You should know deer antler is a precious tonic—very effective for boosting virility and strengthening the kidneys.”
“If this news gets out—that the dignified Young Master Zhang has problems in that area—it won’t look very good, will it?”
Zhang Lei’s expression turned ugly. He cursed himself inwardly. He never expected Yu Zhizhi to corner him like this.
At that moment, he realized he couldn’t compete with her at all.
“Fine! Give me the one hundred and fifty taels!”
Yu Zhizhi looked at him smugly, as if she had expected him to give in.
But He Yang couldn’t help asking, “Boss, do you really have one hundred and fifty taels?”
Yu Zhizhi blinked playfully at him and giggled. “No! Do you? Lend it to me—I’ll pay you back later. This time I’ll definitely keep my word.”
He Yang shook his head helplessly and sighed. “Fine. Who told you you’re my boss?”
Yu Zhizhi asked Uncle He to bring paper and brush. She wrote two notes, and after both parties signed and pressed their fingerprints, she handed the silver and one of the notes to Zhang Lei.
“I don’t have that much time to play with you in the future. I advise you not to provoke me again!”
After saying that, Yu Zhizhi pulled He Yang into the Yun residence, leaving Zhang Lei and Zhu Yuanting standing there in confusion.
Even though she was the one who had provoked them most of the time.
Losing one hundred and fifty taels in an instant made Yu Zhizhi feel like her heart was bleeding—it hurt badly!
The system hadn’t even assigned her any tasks yet, and she was already deeply in debt. What bad luck! But there was no helping it—the mess left behind by the original host had to be cleaned up by her.
So far, she had only dealt with one mess.
There was another urgent one—she had to apologize to the Sixth Prince on behalf of the original host.
Before the Sixth Prince came looking for her, she decided to apologize first. After all, her current status was different from before—she couldn’t afford to offend powerful nobles, let alone someone as lofty as the Sixth Prince.
A verbal apology alone was clearly not enough. She felt she needed to show sincerity through action.
So Yu Zhizhi planned to personally cook a meal to entertain the Sixth Prince.
She believed that as long as he ate well and happily, if he was pleased, it would benefit both him and her.
Additionally, she planned to make a special dish, but she needed silver to buy ingredients or customize a special pot.
Sadly, her current assets were negative one hundred and fifty taels.
So Yu Zhizhi turned her gaze toward the “big easy target” walking ahead of her and called out, “Yangyang~”
Even she couldn’t stand how soft her voice sounded.
Oh no!
Whenever Boss called him so gently, it never meant anything good.
He Yang covered his ears, pretending not to hear.
Yu Zhizhi walked up to him. “Yangyang~ lend me another fifty taels.”
“I promise this is the last time.”
He knew it!
In the end, He Yang obediently took out fifty taels and handed it to her, then reminded her pitifully:
“Boss, you must spend this fifty taels carefully!”
Before, she spent money even more recklessly than he did. Now that she was no longer the true daughter of the Prime Minister’s residence, he was afraid she would still spend like before—completely uncontrollably.
Yu Zhizhi assured him, “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely spend this money wisely.”
After saying that, she put the silver into her pouch and then curiously asked, “Why did you bring so much silver out today?”
If others saw, they might think he was planning to elope with her!
Fortunately, he had brought so much money.
Otherwise, it would have been troublesome.
She could have shamelessly asked Uncle He for money, but she didn’t want to. She would rather borrow than ask her biological parents for money on her first day back at the Yun residence.
If she had the ability to earn, she would never live off her parents like the original host did.