"Don't underestimate me. My horsemanship is famous in Shangyang City. I guarantee I'll impress him."

Wen Qihe said angrily when she saw that Cen Xi didn't think highly of her.

"Even if you are a skilled horseman, he will only glance at you a couple of times at most. Why bother, young lady?"

Cen Xi knew Yu Kuang's nature very well; his reaction would definitely be just as she expected.

"Can't you help me think of a solution? If you don't like him, why are you clinging to him?"

Wen Qihe was so badly offended by Cen Xi that she started to speak without thinking.

"Me, clinging to him? Wen Qihe, which eye of yours saw me clinging to him? Don't take your frustration out on me just because you can't get him. I'm innocent, okay?"

Cen Xi felt that if this woman wasn't disciplined for two days, she would start tearing the roof off, so her words were inevitably a bit sharp.

“I… my dear husband, I just couldn’t do anything about Jun Jianchou. Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. I was just being blunt. Um, how did he fall for you? You can tell me that, right? Tell me, and I’ll try to be like you. He should at least react to that.”

Miss Wen Er Cen Xi's face instantly turned cold, so she quickly took her arm and said nice things.

"You can't imitate my style. I'm someone with extraordinary talent. Even if you used ten accelerators, you still couldn't catch up with me, so you shouldn't waste your time. But I do have a good suggestion. Would you like to hear it?"

Cen Xi thought that she herself was full of advantages, which ordinary people could not learn. Therefore, she felt that Wen Qihe's imitation would definitely not succeed. However, after thinking it over, Yu Kuang could not be delayed by her in this life, and Wen Qihe's unconventional personality should be somewhat compatible with Yu Kuang.

So, fearing she might offend Yu Kuang again, she sent her to the Zaowa Kingdom.

"Tch! If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to learn something from you, I, Miss Wen, would never associate with someone as arrogant as you. Tell me, I want to see what tricks you have up your sleeve."

Wen Qihe scoffed at her smug expression, but Jun Jianchou was indeed a tough nut to crack. So she decided to let the woman gloat for a few days, and once she had Jun Jianchou, she would definitely sever all ties with her with a ten-meter-long sword.

"I'm just confident, okay? You have to admit it whether you like it or not. Look at your brother, he's very pragmatic. Anyway, let's not talk about that. Tell me how you hooked up with Jun Jianchou. Jun Jianchou has taken playing games to the extreme. Even if you're incredibly good at horseback riding, he won't even give you a second glance."

"But he's very delicious. If you can improve your cooking skills and pass my test, you'll be one step closer to him."

Cen Xi glanced at her, not angry, and continued talking about Yu Kuang's weaknesses.

"You wouldn't be trying to mess with me, would you? You came up with this idea on purpose?"

Miss Wen looked at Cen Xi with suspicion, feeling that she had ill intentions.

"Look at you, you want my advice but you don't trust me. Well then, I can't help you. Go after him yourself. If you succeed, that's your skill. I'll personally escort you to your wedding. As your ex-husband, I'll definitely prepare a generous dowry to celebrate you winning the heart of your handsome man."

Cen Xi sighed helplessly at the superficiality of her friendship with Miss Wen, then said with a faint expression.

"Then go on. If what you say later makes sense, I'll reluctantly believe you."

Miss Wen looked at Cen Xi, hoping she could come up with something brilliant.

"Fine, considering your brother's efforts to make money for me, I'll let bygones be bygones for your bad attitude. I told you your talent couldn't catch up with mine even if ten horses were at least as good, and you didn't believe me. You could do this: after you've mastered your cooking skills, secretly cook delicious food for him at the teahouses and taverns he frequents, making him curious about you."

"But you should just stay out of the way and let him get used to your food before slowly revealing yourself to him. At that time, you shouldn't show how much you like him. It's best to ignore him. If you do this repeatedly, it will be hard for him not to have feelings for you."

"Men are inherently greedy; they only crave what they can't have. Once you've exposed yourself, stop letting him eat your food. But every time you're in a place where he's, show off your skills again, making him see but not be able to have it. He'll be itching for it. When he can't help but look for you, you've succeeded."

Cen Xi gave her a disdainful look, and then spoke eloquently.

"You're just saying it's like playing hard to get or trying to get someone to back down, as if it's some kind of brilliant strategy."

Wen Qihe rolled her eyes at her and silently memorized every word Cen Xi said.

"Not clever at all. How come you haven't managed to win him over all these years? It would save me the trouble of racking my brains to give you advice."

Cen Xi retorted without hesitation.

"Alright, when it comes to talking, if you're second to none, no one dares to claim first place. I won't argue with you anymore; arguing too much is bad for your health. So, you really don't want to go to the poetry gathering?"

"It's just a bunch of old pedantic scholars commenting on a bunch of young pedantic scholars. What's so interesting about that? I'm not interested. I have no interest in ancient scholars. I'm not going to join in the fun."

Just as Cen Xi finished refusing, Wen Qixi stepped into the courtyard of Miss Wen Er.

"I'm afraid the son-in-law has no choice but to go. His uncle personally sent an invitation. Prime Minister Shen Jinchen heard that another scholar has emerged from our Wen family and said he was very interested in meeting him, so his invitation also arrived at the Wen family along with his uncle's invitation."

Wen Qi carefully handed two booklets to Cen Xi.

"If you're so capable, why can't you help me push it away? You know I'm a woman, is it appropriate for me to go to a place like this where everyone is a man?"

Cen Xi threw the post aside in dissatisfaction.

"Although the poetry gathering is a men's gathering, women can usually be brought along, and families can also participate in the horse races that follow the poetry gathering, so it's not all men."

Wen Qi casually pulled up a wooden chair, sat down, and said.

"You mean I have to go?"

Cen Xi raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Hmm! I know you don't want to go, but the Wen family's reputation cannot be ignored. Please bear with it. My promise will definitely take effect in a year. At that time, wherever you want to go will be none of the Wen family's business."

Wen Qixi knew Cen Xi's temperament, so she spoke in a very gentle tone.

"Fine, why isn't Prime Minister Shen Jinchen going back to the capital to be a good prime minister? What's he doing staying in Shangyang City?"

Cen Xi's eyes were dark and unreadable. She had a feeling that this bastard's refusal to leave must be related to her.

Thinking back to the time she almost slipped and fell, Cen Xixin felt a little flustered. To be honest, she never wanted to see this person again, but she had a secret that she would only find out by pulling down his pants.

so…

She's really having a tough time. I don't know why God had to give her such a difficult situation, the kind where she'd be punished if she didn't finish it.

It's better not to meet. When she has money, she can spend a lot of money to buy his life.

She's met him; what a risk that is for her!

She still hasn't figured out a way to counter his unique acupressure technique.

What if he kidnaps me again? To comply or not to comply, that is the question.