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Chapter 73 Don’t Care

Upon hearing this, Song Qi smiled and said, "That's different."

Song Youan smiled without saying anything. Anyway, she didn't know what was different, but since it was rare for her father to want to do something outside of work, she naturally supported him.

"Go if you want to; it's always a good thing to exercise."

Song Qi nodded and then asked, "Do you want me to get one for you too? The price is quite reasonable."

Song Youan shook her head and refused without even thinking. It wasn't that she didn't like exercising, but Lanting had a gym with the best facilities and environment in Jinghai City. She wouldn't need to spend any extra money to exercise.

Then she took out the car keys and placed them on the table, reminding her father, "Dad, keep the car keys safe, remember to drive it."

Seeing this, Song Qi could only sigh silently. But he had already promised his daughter, and since he was helping a friend, he could only drive it occasionally.

The next day, Yan Fei picked up a Bentley from Lanting to temporarily use as Song Youan's car.

After returning to the villa, she did a quick cleaning, replaced the soil on the purple chrysanthemums with the high-quality potting soil she had just bought at the flower and bird market, and finally took the custom-made high-end afternoon tea tableware that had just been delivered to her home into Dazhao.

This set of tableware was a gift she had promised to give to Zhu Ling, so she specially commissioned a manufacturer to customize a set at a high price. It included two birdcage-shaped dessert stands, as well as a complete set of small ceramic plates, small cups, and gold-plated spoons.

The complete set consists of 32 pieces, all crafted with gold plating and silver inlay. The prints feature a 3D raised, wraparound design that is incredibly lifelike and clearly indicates its high cost, showcasing its luxurious nature.

The gifts Zhu Ling gave her were of great value and held extraordinary significance, and she felt it was only right to reciprocate in any way she could.

Besides, they're friends now.

As Song You'an walked with her belongings to the main entrance of You'an Residence, she looked down and discovered two invitations.

It was obvious that someone had slipped it in through the crack in the door while she was away.

Curious, she crouched down, picked it up, and then opened it to look.

The first invitation was sent by Miss Li Chuyou from the Duke of Su's mansion. She said that she had heard that Song You'an had sold a batch of perfumes in the capital recently. Since she was in the palace at the time and was unable to visit You'an Residence, she wanted to ask if Song You'an had any perfumes left, as she wanted to buy a bottle.

Song Youan put the invitation away. Actually, she had prepared a bottle of perfume for Li Chuyou that day, but Lin Sangqian suddenly visited. Like Li Chuyou, Lin Sangqian was also her benefactor, so she decided to give the perfume she had reserved for Li Chuyou to Lin Sangqian.

It seems that Miss Li Chuyou has returned from the palace.

The second invitation was sent by the Minister's wife. When Song You'an saw the words "Minister's Residence," her body trembled involuntarily. The face that looked exactly like her aunt's appeared before her eyes, always giving her a sense of unreality.

The post had two parts. The first part was nothing special, simply praising the cake sent by Song Youan for its excellent taste and how much the ladies liked it.

The second part is the key point. The Minister's wife wrote down which flavors of cakes several noble ladies in the capital preferred, as a reminder to Song You'an, a young woman who had just arrived in the capital.

Song Youan was somewhat surprised, but it wasn't hard to see that the advice was well-intentioned and useful to her.

If she could subtly win the favor of the ladies, she would leave a very good impression on them and make it easier for her to navigate among the powerful and influential people in the capital.

She went back to the villa, picked out a marine-scented perfume from her unopened collection, and then went out again.

As I approached the entrance to Fuhua Alley, I instinctively looked towards the pawnshop across the street. Unlike before, the pawnshop, which was usually closed, was open for business today, and the area under the eaves was empty; not a single beggar was in sight.

"Young lady, are you going out?"

When the owner of the steamed bun stall saw Song Youan, he went up to greet her.

Song Youan nodded and asked, "Big brother, where did those little beggars go?"

"Hey, the pawnshop has a new manager and they won't let those kids beg here anymore. But don't worry, young lady, they'll still come here every day to collect their steamed buns. They just came this morning."

Song Youan nodded knowingly upon hearing this, but she could also understand the pawnshop owner's actions. Most people wouldn't like a group of beggars loitering in front of their shop; they would find it unlucky.

Without asking any further questions, Song You'an headed towards the Marquis of Fuyang's residence. However, she had only gone a short distance when three little beggars appeared behind her and followed her all the way.

Now that she had just entered the Marquis of Fuyang's mansion, she was even more at ease. The servant who opened the door didn't even announce her arrival. Upon seeing that she was Miss Song from You'an Residence, he directly led her into the mansion and to Zhu Ling's courtyard at the back.

Zhu Ling couldn't hide her joy when she saw Song You'an arrive, and her eyes lit up when she saw the box in Song You'an's hands: "What good stuff is it?"

Song Youan placed the items on the ground and opened them herself, saying, "This is the dessert stand I promised to give to Miss."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling excitedly stepped forward, but when she saw the exquisite little tableware, she couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

As a young lady from a noble family, she had always eaten and used the best things since she was a child, but the craftsmanship of the set of things that Song Youan gave her was something she had never seen before.

All the patterns engraved on it look real; they are three-dimensional.

"Miss Song, how did you make this?" Zhu Ling blurted out instinctively.

Song Youan only explained, "This is a three-dimensional relief carving technique. I won't go into the details of how it's done, Miss, it's very complicated."

Zhu Ling was so enamored with them that she didn't even bother to listen to Song You'an's explanation of the three-dimensional reliefs. She picked up each item and examined it closely, discovering that the end of the small spoon handle was shaped like a three-dimensional golden flower, which was truly exquisite.

"Miss Song, thank you so much, I like it very much."

You could tell from her tone that Zhu Ling's words were very sincere.

Song Youan smiled and said, "No need to thank me. I promised to give you a more exquisite set anyway. Besides, aren't we friends?"

Zhu Ling nodded vigorously, then turned to Cui Zhu and said, "Cui Zhu, prepare to send invitations to the young ladies of each household. Tomorrow I will invite everyone to tea and cake at the mansion."

Cuizhu knew her young mistress well; having acquired such an exquisite and beautiful set, she knew she had to let everyone know immediately.

But she still cautiously reminded her, "Miss, tomorrow is the plum rain season, and the weather may not be very good."

Zhu Ling was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. The Great Zhao Dynasty believed in the theory of weather, which was based on the experience of their ancestors.

But the plum rain season usually lasts for several days, so how long will she have to wait?
No, she can't wait.

"Never mind that, just go and send out the invitations," Zhu Ling said.