There are two new things in Beijing recently.
First, Shen Yanzhou, a dandy from the richest man's family, beat up his young master again - because the other party laughed at him for "having nothing but money." Shen Yanzhou pushed the person to the ground and said with a smile: "Isn't it enough to have money? Do you have it?"
The second is the daughter of the Su family from the south of the Yangtze River. She disliked all the products in the largest rouge shop in the capital. In the end, she only bought the cheapest box of osmanthus oil, which cost the shopkeeper three smiling faces. The ladies commented that she was "really capable of doing it." She heard this and turned around with a sweet smile: "You can't do it even if you want to."
Two people with the lowest reputation in the capital met at a poetry meeting - to be precise, Shen Yanzhou was sleeping in a tree, and Su Tang was scolding the maid under the tree that the grapes handed to her were not sweet enough.
Shen Yanzhou was woken up and wanted to get angry, but when he looked down, there was a little girl standing under the tree, peeling grape skins angrily, her cheeks bulging like a hamster. Su Tang looked up and saw a man lying on the tree. He was startled, and then looked at him critically: "Your clothes are wrinkled."
Shen Yanzhou smiled, jumped down, snatched the peeled grape from her hand and threw it into his mouth: "It's quite sweet. You do a lot."
Su Tang glared at him: "Who are you?"
"Your future... Enemy."
From that day on, people in the capital found themselves unable to understand. The dandy Shen Yanzhou, who was looked down upon by no one, started to work as a follower behind Su Tang; the extremely picky and domineering Su Tang was actually willing to draw small flowers on Shen Yanzhou's cricket jar.
The noble ladies said: "Su Tang is too overbearing, how can Shen Yanzhou bear it?"
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