How should I put this?
Tang Chuxia's attention was pulled back, and she was very curious about what Zheng Duoqing had done to elicit such a comment from Gu Nanzhi.
What does it mean to say that only by having bad luck for eight lifetimes would someone marry Zheng Duoqing?
In Gu Nanzhi's story, Zheng Duoqing had indeed been extremely busy these past few days, but what really caught her attention was the sheer number of Zheng Duoqing's "peach blossoms."
"Let me put it this way," she explained, "all those women coming to buy things from Zheng Duoqing, they all, more or less, have a thing for him. The married ones flirt openly, and the single ones discreetly cop a feel, as if there's some treasure on Zheng Duoqing's body, thinking a single touch will send them soaring to the heavens!"
Gu Nanzhi got more and more agitated as she spoke.
Tang Chuxia timely handed her a cup of water, and even after drinking it, Gu Nanzhi continued to complain.
