[So he wasn't going to kiss her after all.]
The weather was quite nice today, and the temperature was no longer so sweltering.
Unfortunately, it started to rain just as evening approached.
Sitting before her vanity, Su Zhenzhen looked at her fully made-up face and felt her lip rouge was a bit too heavy.
She took a handkerchief, dampened it with a little water, and gently wiped it across her lips, removing a layer of the overly vibrant color.
Was the rouge on her cheeks a little too heavy as well?
Su Zhenzhen scrutinized herself in the mirror, finding a new flaw the longer she looked.
She simply wiped off the makeup she had just applied, turned up the lamp, and started all over again.
Su Zhenzhen realized her makeup skills were truly lacking.
She only knew how to apply a basic layer of powder and rouge, and a bit of lip color. She was, however, quite adept at making various skincare and beauty products.
After some thought, Su Zhenzhen decided to go out and pay a professional to do her makeup.
But first, she should change her clothes.
Su Zhenzhen's gaze turned to the dress hanging on the wooden stand.
It was a light pink Hangzhou silk jacket, its collar and cuffs embroidered with intertwining osmanthus patterns, perfectly fitting for the current osmanthus season in September.
Su Zhenzhen changed into the dress, twirled once before the mirror, and then pushed open the window to look at Lu Hexu's room diagonally across from hers.
The door was tightly shut, with only a thin layer of gauze over the window, through which his seated silhouette could be faintly seen.
Umbrella in hand, Su Zhenzhen headed out first.
She had asked Wei Heng to deliver a message to Lu Hexu, arranging to meet him at the Baoxiang Restaurant.
There was still a full two hours before their meeting time; she had more than enough time.
Holding her umbrella, Su Zhenzhen made her way to the largest cosmetics shop in Yangzhou City.
The proprietress here was an excellent businesswoman. Not only did she sell cosmetics, but she also hired women skilled in applying makeup, known as makeup maids, to offer free makeup trials for customers.
Because their skills were so exceptional, business was always booming.
Later on, they added a paid, by-appointment makeup service.
It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the busiest time for business.
Su Zhenzhen arrived early, and it just so happened that one of the makeup maids was available.
Su Zhenzhen discussed the details with the makeup maid, then sat quietly at the vanity to wait.
The makeup area here was partitioned with curtains to protect privacy. Each cubicle contained a vanity, with one makeup maid serving one customer.
A good makeup maid was hard to find, even for a thousand pieces of gold; it was said they could work miracles.
"Where is my lady going after her makeup is done?"
The makeup maid began to ask about her needs.
Su Zhenzhen's face was reflected in the mirror on the vanity. A faint blush appeared on her cheeks. "I'm going to have dinner with my husband."
The makeup maid smiled. "A date, then."
She gently tilted Su Zhenzhen's face up to examine it closely, then praised, "My lady is naturally beautiful. Heavy makeup would actually detract from your colors and mask your charm. Let me try applying a light, delicate layer first. What do you think?"
That was exactly what Su Zhenzhen had in mind.
She nodded, and the makeup maid began to apply her makeup.
Compared to Su Zhenzhen's own attempt at makeup, the "light layer" the maid spoke of actually consisted of four or five meticulously applied layers. Yet, it was imperceptible, perfectly concealing the slightest imperfections on her skin while looking incredibly natural.
Su Zhenzhen even noticed that the makeup maid custom-blended the colors of the rouge, powder, and lip color right there on the spot.
"Every customer's skin tone is different. Custom-blending the colors on the spot better suits the customer's needs."
Noticing Su Zhenzhen's gaze, the makeup maid explained, then dabbed the freshly blended lip color onto the back of her own hand to show her. "What do you think, my lady?"
The lip rouge was a light nectar-pink with a hint of pale tangerine. It wasn't overly striking, but once applied to the lips, it would beautifully elevate her entire complexion.
Su Zhenzhen was very satisfied.
With that, the makeup maid proceeded to apply the makeup.
The cheek rouge was also blended into a tangerine hue, carrying a faint scent of osmanthus. Once applied to her face, it didn't look heavy or caked on; instead, it seemed as if a layer of autumn osmanthus pollen had gently fallen upon her, making her naturally fair skin look even more radiant, translucent, and vibrant.
"I will have someone come over to do your hair, my lady."
"Alright."
Compared to makeup maids, the hair-combing maids were even more renowned in ancient times. They were usually experienced older women who were not only masters of complex hairstyles like the coiled dragon chignon or the peony updo, but also knew exactly how to match hairstyles with clothing and occasions.
The hair-combing maid styled her hair into a simple, elegant low rounded chignon with clean lines. It didn't obscure the tangerine rouge on her cheeks and perfectly complemented her elegant attire. Finally, she tucked a sprig of fresh osmanthus into her hair, so that as Su Zhenzhen walked, she could catch the faint, natural fragrance of the blossoms.
This cosmetics shop offered a comprehensive service. By the time Su Zhenzhen walked out, she was completely styled. There was a mirror by the door for passing customers to use.
As it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, many lanterns hung at the entrance of the shop, illuminating the area brightly.
Holding her umbrella, Su Zhenzhen paused in front of the mirror.
The lantern light cascaded across her cheeks, and the tangerine rouge seemed to flow with the shifting light and shadows, like morning dew resting on her face, making her eyes and brows look even more clear and bright.
Su Zhenzhen reached down to smooth out the wrinkles her dress had gathered while she was sitting, then opened her umbrella and stepped out.
The fine rain of Yangzhou fell densely, like a showerhead persistently spraying a sticky, misty drizzle.
Su Zhenzhen carefully avoided the puddles. Glancing at the sky, she first headed toward the nearby canal.
A boatman was there, punting a small boat, waiting for her.
Su Zhenzhen handed him some silver coins and ducked into the boat's canopy. She emerged a moment later, agreed on a time with the boatman, and then made her way toward the Baoxiang Restaurant.
Baoxiang Restaurant was the premier dining establishment in Yangzhou City.
It consisted of five buildings, each three stories high, adorned with crimson railings and jade-like masonry. They were connected by flying bridges, with illuminated and shadowed corridors seamlessly linking them.
Su Zhenzhen had been there once before; it was very much like a modern shopping mall.
She still remembered when she and Lu Hexu had a date at the Moon-Plucking Tower during the Mid-Autumn Festival five years ago. Thinking back on it now, it was hard to believe so many years had already passed.
Despite the light rain, there were still many people out strolling, and numerous stalls had been set up.
Along both banks of the canal, colorful awnings stretched on endlessly, and the lantern light made it as bright as day. The sweet aroma of osmanthus and sugar cakes drifted through the alleys and streets.
"Freshly baked osmanthus cakes!"
Passing by a narrow alley, Su Zhenzhen saw someone selling osmanthus cakes.
It was a local family living in the alley who had set up a small stall right at their doorstep. This way, they didn't have to pay rent, nor did they need to worry about hiring extra help.
"My lady, would you like to buy an osmanthus cake? Our cakes are different from the rest; the pastry crust is made with lard and honey."
Ordinary families wouldn't use lard for flakiness or honey for moisture; they usually just steamed them with pure rice flour.
Su Zhenzhen guessed that because they didn't have to pay rent, they could afford to use better ingredients.
"Alright, I'll take one."
"Coming right up!"
The vendor made it fresh for her on the spot.
Osmanthus blossoms picked that morning were drained of their bitter juices, then mixed with fine white sugar, cooked glutinous rice flour, and a touch of honey to create the filling. The outer layer was a flaky pastry dough kneaded from lard and flour, rolled out as thin as a cicada's wing. After wrapping the filling, it was pressed into a delicate round cake, sprinkled with a few white sesame seeds, and placed in the oven to slow-roast.
A few minutes later, the osmanthus cake was perfectly baked. It possessed a pale golden hue with slightly crisp, toasted edges, lacking the heavy, cloying sweetness of a traditional mooncake.
The vendor wrapped it in a lotus leaf and handed it to Su Zhenzhen.
She asked the vendor to pack them separately, then carried the osmanthus cakes and an umbrella in one hand, holding her own piece of osmanthus cake in the other, taking a bite while it was still hot.
Freshly baked osmanthus cakes were the most delicious, with a crispy crust and a dense, sweet, and refreshing osmanthus filling.
Su Zhenzhen originally wanted to take another bite but saw her lipstick mark on the cake.
Ah, oops, she forgot about her makeup.
Carrying the cakes and the umbrella, Su Zhenzhen walked out of the alley. Passing by a small stall selling mirrors, she lowered her head to check her lipstick.
It didn't look ruined, so there was no need to go back and touch up her makeup.
No longer acting like a glutton, Su Zhenzhen put the two cakes together, held up her umbrella, and continued toward Baoxiang Restaurant.
The weather was hot, so by the time she reached Baoxiang Restaurant, the osmanthus cakes should still be warm.
The rain suddenly grew heavier, and Su Zhenzhen held up her umbrella, stepping aside to take shelter.
A carriage rumbled past her, splashing a flurry of muddy water.
Su Zhenzhen barely dodged it. When she looked up, she saw a wooden signboard of a shop not far ahead. Probably having been exposed to the wind and sun for too long, it was showing signs of crumbling.
Just as Su Zhenzhen was about to speak, the signboard suddenly crashed down.
Today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there were many pedestrians on the road.
The signboard was about two meters long and half a meter wide. The heavy wood fell from the second floor, directly hitting several passersby.
The surroundings instantly fell into a panic.
Blood mixed with rainwater trickled down.
The cries of children and the screams of women mixed together.
"Is there a doctor? Save my child..."
About seven or eight people were hit.
Among them, the most seriously injured was a child.
Su Zhenzhen immediately pushed through the crowd. "I am a doctor, please make way."
The crowd immediately tried their best to step aside and clear a path.
Although Su Zhenzhen specialized in internal medicine, her former senior brother studied surgery and often asked her to come over and help.
Perhaps inheriting her father's genes, Su Zhenzhen had somewhat of a talent in all aspects of traditional Chinese medicine.
As the rain intensified, the makeup Su Zhenzhen had paid for was completely washed away, and the date outfit she had carefully prepared was soaked through.
Not only that, because she was kneeling on the ground to provide first aid, the blood from the injured also stained her dress.
"Don't shake him," Su Zhenzhen stopped the mother from picking up the child and shaking him.
The child was lying flat on the ground, and Su Zhenzhen examined him carefully.
"Head trauma... Can you hear me speaking?"
Su Zhenzhen turned her head and saw the mother crying her heart out beside her. "What is his name?"
"Guibao," the woman spoke between sobs.
Su Zhenzhen lowered her head to call the child, "Guibao? Can you hear me? Guibao?"
"Yes..." the child spoke with difficulty, blood seeping from his head.
"Does Guibao like osmanthus cakes? Or sesame cakes? Do you like malt sugar? Which one is your mother?"
"Like, I like sesame cakes... Mother, Mother..."
"Mother is here, Mother is here."
Someone came over to hold an umbrella for her. Su Zhenzhen asked someone to get a clean handkerchief to stop the child's bleeding, then placed three fingers on his neck to check his pulse.
His pulse was normal.
Su Zhenzhen reached out to pry open the child's eyes. Although his gaze was a bit unfocused, his pupils were not dilated.
Su Zhenzhen had also observed earlier that no sharp wood had pierced the wound on his head.
"Do you want to throw up?"
The child shook his head.
"Don't move."
Su Zhenzhen held the child steady, feeling the handkerchief she was pressing against his head gradually getting wet.
She tore a piece of fabric from her own dress and continued to apply pressure. Once the bleeding finally stopped, she used a triangular bandage to apply a pressure dressing to the child's wound.
The child lay on the ground, holding onto Su Zhenzhen's hand the whole time.
Su Zhenzhen knelt until her knees were numb, her ears filled with the mother's tearful words of gratitude.
"It doesn't look serious, it should just be a slight graze." After treating the child, Su Zhenzhen went to check on the others.
Some had broken arms, and some had broken legs.
Su Zhenzhen examined and treated them one by one. By the time she finished with everyone, nearly two hours had passed.
She was late.
Su Zhenzhen stood up and stumbled slightly.
She had knelt for too long, and her legs were numb.
The owner of the fallen signboard had been standing by the whole time. Seeing Su Zhenzhen stand up, he quickly invited her inside to sit. "Thank you, my lady, thank you so much."
"No need, I have something to do." Su Zhenzhen was in a hurry to see Lu Hexu.
She looked down at her dress, then found a nearby stream to wash the blood off her hands.
A light drizzle fell by the river. By the light of the fruit and flower lanterns hanging nearby, Su Zhenzhen saw that the makeup on her face was completely ruined.
Su Zhenzhen: ...
Su Zhenzhen sighed and looked down at her dress again.
It was filthy; anyone who didn't know better would think she had just come back from digging in the mountains.
Even the osmanthus flower she had carefully pinned in her hair was lost somewhere.
After washing her hands, Su Zhenzhen stood up and headed toward Baoxiang Restaurant.
There were too many people for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was congested everywhere.
Su Zhenzhen was squeezed by the crowd and couldn't move at all.
She was already very late.
Feeling anxious, Su Zhenzhen stood on her tiptoes to look ahead. She could see the signboard of Baoxiang Restaurant but couldn't get through.
Su Zhenzhen glanced at a small alley nearby. She squeezed sideways out of the crowd and entered the alley.
As expected, there were far fewer people in the alley. Su Zhenzhen wanted to take a detour through the alley to Baoxiang Restaurant.
Baoxiang Restaurant was clearly just ahead, but the alley twisted and turned, and she couldn't find her way out.
Su Zhenzhen had already expended a lot of energy saving people earlier, and now she was exhausted.
She leaned against the wall to catch her breath.
When she looked up, she saw a vermilion persimmon lantern hanging on the alley wall.
A copper bell was tied to the tassels below, emitting a crisp sound when the wind blew gently.
Su Zhenzhen stood on her tiptoes, pulled the bell down, and shook it in her hand.
The more she shook it, the louder the sound became.
Someone walked past ahead. Su Zhenzhen tilted her head to look and saw an old woman.
She had shaken one over.
"Granny, do you know how to get to Baoxiang Restaurant?"
"Over there."
"Thank you."
Su Zhenzhen rallied her spirits, hung the bell at her waist, and walked in the direction the old woman had pointed. Then she found herself walking further and further astray, until eventually, she could barely even hear the voices of the people on the street.
Su Zhenzhen: ...Granny... if you don't know, don't just point anywhere.
Su Zhenzhen looked up and saw the faint colors of dawn appearing on the horizon.
Looking dejected, she squatted down and wrapped her arms tightly around herself.
The rain in Yangzhou had stopped, and the sun slowly peeked out from the clouds.
A pair of legs appeared in front of Su Zhenzhen.
She looked up, her gaze following the legs upward, and saw Lu Hexu, who was equally drenched.
The man stood before her. His tense expression finally relaxed the moment he saw her, but then his gaze moved down, and his expression changed drastically when he saw the bloodstains on her skirt.
"Are you hurt?"
"It's not my blood," Su Zhenzhen shook her head. "I saved some people, and then I got lost..."
Su Zhenzhen felt that today had been an absolute disaster.
Lu Hexu breathed a sigh of relief. He held Su Zhenzhen's hand and pulled her up from the ground. "As long as you're okay."
"Why are you here? I thought you would go back early if you couldn't wait for me."
Lu Hexu pursed his lips. "I wouldn't."
He squeezed Su Zhenzhen's hand tightly. "I wouldn't leave without you."
Su Zhenzhen tilted her head slightly, looking at Lu Hexu who had just spoken. A silent worry lingered between his brows.
The man's palm was damp. As he held her hand, his warmth spread through his palm to hers.
"Were you worried about me?" Su Zhenzhen asked softly.
Lu Hexu looked down at her. "I looked for you all night."
He had even deployed the shadow guards and the Brocade Guards.
Su Zhenzhen naturally didn't know this. She had been trapped in this blasted alleyway, as if stuck in a bizarre maze.
Su Zhenzhen couldn't help but smile.
The exhaustion of the entire night was suddenly wiped away by the morning light.
He had been worried about her and searched for her all night.
She quietly hooked her fingertips around Lu Hexu's fingers.
[I like you.]
[I like you.]
[Like.]
The man's footsteps paused, and he looked down at her.
Su Zhenzhen looked up at Lu Hexu.
[I love you.]
The morning light fell on the woman's face, coating her crystal-clear, fair skin in a beautiful layer of light and shadow.
Lu Hexu stared at Su Zhenzhen. The woman's lips hadn't moved; only her bright, sparkling eyes were looking at him.
The two walked out of the alley hand in hand, and sure enough, Baoxiang Restaurant was right ahead.
The sky was already bright. They hadn't been able to enjoy the beautiful scenery of last night's Mid-Autumn Festival.
Su Zhenzhen sighed, and then heard her stomach let out a rumbling sound.
Ah, the osmanthus cakes.
Su Zhenzhen took out the osmanthus cakes she had tucked in her embrace. They were already soaked and bloated by the rainwater and could no longer be eaten.
What a pity.
She broke the osmanthus cakes in her hand and threw them into the river.
Let the fish eat them.
A school of fish swarmed over and devoured the two pieces of osmanthus cake in an instant.
"I originally bought these osmanthus cakes for you."
"The morning tea at Ermei Pavilion should be open by now."
Right, Yangzhou's morning tea was also very famous.
Skin wrapping water in the morning, water wrapping skin at night.
Both Su Zhenzhen and Lu Hexu's clothes were wet, so they went back first to change.
Watching Lu Hexu return to his room, Su Zhenzhen quietly went to find Wei Heng.
Seeing Su Zhenzhen's appearance, Wei Heng was momentarily rendered speechless before saying, "It's good that you're alright. His Majesty was worried sick. He even sent out the shadow guards."
He actually deployed the shadow guards?
Su Zhenzhen felt a sweet warmth in her heart.
"Godfather, I need to trouble you with something."
When Su Zhenzhen returned to her room and saw herself in the vanity mirror, she finally realized how terrible she looked right now.
Good heavens, thank goodness she hadn't confessed her feelings to Lu Hexu back there.
Otherwise, it definitely would have become an unforgettable nightmare for the rest of her life.
Perhaps an unforgettable nightmare for Lu Hexu, too.
A blood-stained skirt, messy hair—she looked exactly like a part-time NPC crawling out of a haunted house, the kind with dark circles under her eyes from staying up all night.
Su Zhenzhen hurried to do some emergency damage control on herself.
She applied a face mask, took a bath, rubbed on some lotion, and put on rouge to cover the dark circles under her eyes. Only then did she barely feel like she resembled a human being.
Su Zhenzhen opened the door and saw Lu Hexu standing there, waiting for her.
The man had changed his clothes. His hair was slightly damp, half-draped over his shoulders. The sunlight fell gently upon him, faintly highlighting the black cursed marks on his neck.
Bathed in the sunlight, the cursed marks seemed to have shed their twisted and bizarre nature, looking calm and soft.
Lu Hexu was looking down, playing with Sushan.
The weather was hot, and Sushan had shed some fur, making the whole cat look a size smaller.
She knew Sushan was just fluffy, not fat.
Who on earth kept saying her cat was fat?
Seeing Su Zhenzhen come out, Sushan charged toward her.
The impact, like a little cannonball, forced Su Zhenzhen to stumble back several steps.
Alright, you are actually fat.
Su Zhenzhen picked up Sushan, placed it in the room, and then fetched some dried fish for it to eat.
After eating the dried fish, Sushan crawled under her bed to sleep.
"All done."
Su Zhenzhen walked out the door and met Lu Hexu's gaze.
Her face was reflected in the man's dark pupils.
Then, he reached out his hand.
His fingertips touched her cheek.
In truth, they had shared even more intimate contact in the past, but for some reason, Su Zhenzhen's heart was pounding wildly this time.
A purely physical impulse simply could not compare to a psychological one.
[She felt like her heart was going to leap out of her chest.]
"Cat hair."
Lu Hexu picked a stray cat hair off her face.
[So he wasn't going to kiss her after all.]
Su Zhenzhen: ...
Su Zhenzhen nodded, lowered her head, and walked ahead.
Ermei Pavilion wasn't far from the residence. Su Zhenzhen chose a seat by the window.
The wooden window facing the river was wide open, and the morning breeze drifted in, carrying moisture and the fragrance of tea. A pot of tea was already set on the table; it was Yangzhou's famous Luyangchun tea.
Lu Hexu raised his hand and poured two bowls for himself and Su Zhenzhen.
The tea was pale, and its flavor wasn't particularly strong, but it was fresh and refreshing on the palate, with a sweet aftertaste.
After they had some tea, the dishes began to arrive.
The first dish served was scalded shredded tofu. Large blocks of white tofu were sliced as thin as paper, then cut into hair-like threads. After being blanched in boiling water, they were shaped into a small cone, drizzled with sesame soy sauce, and sprinkled with a few dried shrimp, dried bamboo shoots, and diced pickled mustard tubers.
Next came the dim sum Su Zhenzhen had ordered: jade shumai, crab roe soup dumplings, and a plate of crystal pork.
Su Zhenzhen hadn't eaten anything since yesterday evening and was long famished.
She picked up a jade shumai with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth; it was filled with a refreshing, bright green shepherd's purse filling.
Lu Hexu sat opposite Su Zhenzhen, merely drinking his tea.
From last night until now, he hadn't eaten either.
The hunger in his stomach had been entirely replaced by a burning anxiety. Even now, he still felt a lingering panic and a tremor in his hands.
They had clearly agreed to eat at Baoxiang Restaurant, but when the time came, she was nowhere to be seen.
Wei Heng had tried to comfort him, saying, "Your Majesty, girls tend to take a little longer when heading out."
But she had clearly left the house before him.
He had seen it.
Lu Hexu waited for one hour, then two hours, and Su Zhenzhen still hadn't arrived.
Baoxiang Restaurant went from being packed with crowds to completely empty.
Lu Hexu couldn't help but think of that day five years ago.
He had returned to the small courtyard, only to find no one there.
"Wei Heng, deploy the shadow guards and the Brocade Guards."
Lu Hexu finished the last sip of tea in his bowl and stood up to leave Baoxiang Restaurant.
Outside the building, a light drizzle was falling. Lu Hexu didn't carry an umbrella; he walked out onto the street, letting the rain soak him.
The lantern light was hazy, and laughter and cheerful voices echoed everywhere.
Only Lu Hexu wore a cold expression, radiating an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance.
Wei Heng followed the man from a distance. "Your Majesty, could Miss Su have run into trouble?"
Lu Hexu's expression changed drastically, and he quickened his pace.
Suddenly, as he passed the entrance to an alley, he heard the chime of a silver bell.
Many lanterns on the street had bells hanging from them, but for some reason, Lu Hexu cared only about this particular ringing.
He turned and walked into the alley.
The bell chimed intermittently, and every time Lu Hexu thought he was about to find it, the sound would gradually drift further away.
The alley was deep, twisting, and complex, as difficult to navigate as a maze.
Finally, as the sky began to brighten, Lu Hexu found that figure crouching on the ground.
He felt his body relax in an instant.
And it wasn't until this moment that Lu Hexu realized he had been in a state of extreme tension the entire time.
The woman picked up the jade shumai in front of her and ate them, one bite for each, clearly famished.
Su Zhenzhen ate two shumai before suddenly realizing that her table manners might not be very graceful.
But wouldn't it seem too deliberate if she started acting all delicate and pretentious now?
She held her chopsticks, poking at the third shumai she had just picked up.
"Want a bite?"
Lu Hexu slightly parted his lips.
Using her own chopsticks, Su Zhenzhen fed him a bite of the shumai.
After their morning dim sum, Su Zhenzhen arranged for them to go boating on the lake.
Even though yesterday's date had been a complete disaster, today's date and her confession simply had to go smoothly!
She had actually booked the boat the day before.
"Miss, we agreed on yesterday. Why did you only show up today?" the boatman asked.
"I got held up by something," Su Zhenzhen replied, taking out double the amount of silver and handing it over.
Naturally, the sight of the silver immediately smoothed over the boatman's grievances.
Su Zhenzhen glanced at Lu Hexu. Lifting the curtain of the boat's cabin with one hand, she looked a little unnatural as she said, "The sun is too harsh. You go in first."
Lu Hexu ducked his head and stepped into the cabin.
Inside, numerous delicate little lanterns were hanging, shaped like lotuses, moons, rabbits, and mooncakes.
The cabin wasn't very large. In the center sat a small table, covered in a layer of rose petals, with honey tea placed to the side.
Lu Hexu sat down. Su Zhenzhen waited at the entrance for a brief moment before finally lifting the curtain to follow him inside.
The moment she stepped in, she saw Lu Hexu sitting by the table. The rose petals she had so painstakingly arranged into the shape of a heart had already been sprinkled into his honey tea, and he had eaten half of them.
Su Zhenzhen: ...I am going to kill you.
