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After the meal, they said their goodbyes to the couple and walked out.
They left the bistro at four in the afternoon.
They were advised to walk straight since the night market would begin at five. They decided to have a look because there were quite a lot of things they could see there.
Henry had never been to a night market before, and he was somewhat intrigued.
When he noticed Zoe’s delighted expression, he got even more interested.
On their way, they enjoyed the beautiful sceneries.
When they saw peopling coming and going by their bicycles, Zoe begged to ride one as well.
As a result, Henry rented one near the highway. As he pushed it out, he realized he didn’t know how to ride a bicycle.
Zoe burst into laughter.
Who would have thought that the multitalented Mr. Han didn’t know how to ride a bicycle?
Henry was a little irritated. He’d been raised in the wealthiest manner possible. He had the best chauffeur in this world whenever he went out, and he’d never ridden a bicycle.
Seeing his dark face, Zoe could only swallow back her laughter.
She then told him to sit in the backseat and while she led from the front, he could just follow from the back.
Henry got onto his seat unwillingly, and Natalia began riding after telling him, “Let’s go.
They rode their bicycles along the street, letting the air brushed on their faces. He was fully immersed in the aroma of her refreshing shampoo.
Henry fell in love with this type of soothing environment, and he felt at peace.
Zoe hadn’t ridden a bicycle since she graduated from her middle school, yet she managed to ride it successfully. She was overjoyed.
And she started singing the song she used to hum when she was cycling to her school.
Her humming was slightly off-key since she was riding with someone behind her and needed extra energy. This had a major impact on her singing.
Regardless, she was born with a good voice, so her humming was acceptable.
Henry paused for a moment before asking,
“What are you humming?”
“Ballade pour Adeline, have you never heard of it before?”
Henry was at a loss for words. Her humming was out of tune, yet she expected him to recognize it..
As he said nothing, she added, “The original name of this song is Ballade pour Adeline, it’s a piece performed by a well-known pianist, and it’s even won prizes…
”
“I know..” He snapped, and his face clouded.
Zoe nodded and shrugged, saying, “I forgot you’re quite good at piano.”
On their bicycle, they soon arrived at the night market Hannah recommended earlier.
The night market had only just begun, and several stalls were still being set up. Zoe directed him to an ice cream store that had had been praised by lots of people online.
While they waited for the stalls to open, they ate ice cream.
The shop played light and pleasant music, and the owner was a Turkish man who entertained customers by doing creative ice-cream performance.
Zoe finished her ice cream while sitting in the shop, bored. She didn’t want to go to the night market right now, so she went to see the performance of the owner.
When the owner noticed her arriving, he asked if she wanted to give it a try.
Zoe hesitated for a while, but eventually accepted the shovel and cone and began creating ice cream with his help.
Before she came here, she already knew how to build a flower on a cake with butter, so it just used the same method but with a different material. Furthermore, the owner was patient, and she figured it out in almost no time.
Zoe purchased the ice cream she had made and delightedly handed it to Archie, saying, “Here, this is for you.”
Henry raised his brow as he examined the oddly-shaped ice cream in front of him. He accepted it but couldn’t help but remark,
“This is so awful, did you make this?”
Zoe nodded and said, “Yes! If you don’t like it, I can have it back.” She stretched out her hand to take the ice cream.
But he won’t give it back. Instead, he ate half of it in one bite, saying, “It’s impolite to take back the things you have given out.”
Zoe broke out laughing as she observed his whining expression while eating the ice cream.
So she let him go this time and carried on walking.
The streetlights were switched on, and the night market had begun.
As previously said by Hannah, the night market was busy with both visitors and residents.
Zoe strolled about with Archie, watching here and there while Archie trailed behind like an attendant, frowning all the way.
Zoe noticed he appeared irritated by the seemingly chaotic and filthy environment, so she left him and dashed to the front.
Henry was concerned about her safety and could only ignore the filthy surroundings and race up to follow her.
“How much does this cost?”
Zoe was squatting in front of a stall, trying on a silver ring, when Archie noticed her.
“Two hundred.”
“Two hundred? It’s pricey.”
“It isn’t too pricey. It’s made of pure silver, it’s not just silver-coated, and the thread wrapped around it was made by hand using temple-blessed thread, ensuring good health and longevity.”Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“Good,”she said with a smile. “I will take two for two hundred, and I’ll pay you straight away.”
“Two hundred? I don’t make a dime at that price!”
“All right, then, I’ll give you twenty more, take it or leave it.”
“Aww, this lady is such a deal hunter, a hundred and twenty apiece, I don’t make much..”
“Come on, let’s do this! You are a good person. Please sell it to me.” As she said, she withdrew her money from her pocket and presented it to the owner.
The owner accepted the money and said, “All right then, I’ll sell it to you because you’re a lovely lady.” He then brought out another ring with the same design and presented it to Zoe.
Zoe turned around and thanked him as if she had gotten some valuable treasure.
When the owner noticed her speedy spending, he
remarked, “Do you want to have a look at these earrings? They are also blessed by the temple.”
Zoe refused with a shake of her head. “No, the rings are fine,” she responded, believing the styles of the earrings were out of date.
She then approached Archie and placed the ring on his middle finger.
Henry frowned and tried to remove it right away, but Natalia stopped him.
“Do not take it off. It has been blessed by the temple for good health and longevity.”
Henry disliked the seller’s sales techniques while also despising Natalia’s intelligence. “Ar you sure you believe that?”
“Of course, why not?”
She strolled to the next stall selling handmade masks, looked at them, and casually stated, “What’s wrong with believing some nice words. Even if they are not real, they are at least a blessing, right?”