Red City.

Qiao Zhiyi's matter unexpectedly gave the Yang family a huge surprise.

If this happened to anyone else, they would have grabbed a butcher's knife and stormed the door. But the other party was the city lord's mansion of Red City. How could it not be a pleasant surprise for her?

Although she felt sorry for her daughter seeing her so dejected, the other party didn't shirk responsibility. On the contrary, the city lord's wife even personally came to visit with gifts.

Yang naturally didn't know why the city lord's wife was so eager and enthusiastic to come and ask for Qiao Zhiyi's hand in marriage, but the other prominent families knew perfectly well that there was some hidden agenda behind it all.

The fact that Anle was conferred the title of princess in the capital has been announced to the world. People only know that she is involved with the royal family, but the thirteen noble families know that it is not just a superficial relationship with the royal family.

It also concerns Anle's other identity: a goddess.

Although the Feng family's influence couldn't extend into the capital, after Feng Yan had a relationship with An Le's cousin, all thirteen prominent families began to court the Feng family.

The Tang family was the first to be affected.

It was from the Tang family that the Feng family learned just how much the Tang family feared and fawned over Anle, and they also realized that Anle was practically the king of the capital.

Therefore, the Feng family was extremely proactive in their marriage proposal. After An Le and her group spent a month in the capital, the Feng family immediately put the marriage on the agenda upon their return.

Everything was just waiting for Qiao Zhiyi to agree so that the wedding ceremony could proceed smoothly. Madam Yang was overjoyed, eagerly awaiting her daughter's consent so she could get married quickly, fearing that she might change her mind.

Seeing Qiao Zhiyi's current dejected state, she didn't know how to comfort her and could only place her hopes on her niece.

She felt that her little niece could solve the problem with a single move, after all, it was something her niece had orchestrated. Otherwise, why would the Feng family, the dignified city lord's mansion, come to propose marriage? It has to be said that her little niece was resourceful and incredibly quick-witted.

No wonder they made her break off her engagement with this family back then; look, now she's fulfilled her promise.

Sure enough, they found a family even more prestigious than the Duan family.

If she could really marry into the city lord's mansion, she would never have to worry about food or drink for the rest of her life.

“Le Wa Zi, Zhi Yi’s marriage is almost settled, we’re just waiting for her to agree. But we need to find a way to get her to agree. As for Zhi Shu, what do you think we should do? I think that Miss Yan doesn’t seem to have any interest in him anymore. Does that mean the matter is over?”

"It won't get cold, I have my own way." Anle smiled mischievously at Madam Yang. Seeing that smile, Madam Yang felt relieved. Well, it seems that Lewazi has some good ideas again.

"If you don't go and persuade Zhiyi now, that child is stubborn and loves to get stuck on things. Once she's in a bad situation, you can't pull her back."

Anle paused for a moment and blinked.

"Didn't Young Master Feng come to see Cousin Zhiyi? I'll sneak over and peek to see how it's going." She thought it should work out; she had put a lot of effort into getting things done with Feng Yan.

In order to get what she contributed, Feng Yan would definitely try to persuade his cousin Zhiyi to marry him.

"Okay, then you should go right away."

Anle was urged by Madam Yang to go to Qiao Zhiyi's room. Before she even entered the room, she had just stepped outside when she seemed to hear a faint sound coming from inside.

Anle's eyes darted around, and she crouched down outside the window, while the dog eavesdropped softly.

“That day, neither of us meant it. Although it was an accident, I did put my heart into it.” Feng Yan’s words seemed to make Qiao Zhiyi’s eyelids twitch, but she didn’t react in any particular way.

Seeing that Qiao Zhiyi was unmoved, he thought of the benefits Anle had promised him: if he could persuade Qiao Zhiyi to marry him, he would give him the right to operate in Jincheng.

There's an auction house set up in the castle on the Linghe Commercial Street in Jincheng. He wanted to get a portion of the operating rights there, but with the Feng family's capabilities, it was absolutely impossible. However, Anle said she could give him a ten-year operating right. He didn't believe it at first, but when Anle took out the operating documents, he was shocked.

Although he didn't know how the child had managed it, the business document was genuine; he could see it clearly. It was a document unique to the Jincheng government and could not be faked.

If the reason for obtaining the ten-year management rights is to marry Qiao Zhiyi, then it's worth it.

Besides, even without the ten-year management rights, he had already planned to marry this woman anyway, since she would be his.

This operating right was just something I did incidentally; why not take it if it's free?

Anle was aware of this as well. Although Feng Yanren seemed rather unlikable and appeared to be a cold-hearted person, he was not an irresponsible one. Therefore, the ten-year management rights were essentially a gift to him.

Consider it a wedding gift for them.

Now it's up to him.

Feng Yan did indeed move Qiao Zhiyi as expected. Even An Le hadn't anticipated this move, as he could clearly hear the sounds inside the video, even though he couldn't see the screen.

“Miss Zhiyi, why don’t you marry me once? If I ever betray you, you can simply divorce me with a letter of divorce.” As he spoke, Feng Yan took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Qiao Zhiyi. The letter was blank except for Feng Yan’s name and seal in one corner.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Zhiyi initially remained still. But as she processed the words, she abruptly raised her head, staring at Feng Yan in astonishment. The disappointment and confusion in her eyes transformed into utter astonishment, and her voice trembled with surprise.

"W-what?" She couldn't have heard wrong, could she? Divorce?

She divorced him herself?

What kind of absurd thing is this?!

Feng Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and handed the paper book in his hand to Qiao Zhiyi. "You heard me right, and I didn't say anything wrong. Keep this safe. You'll find it useful someday."

Qiao Zhiyi lowered her eyes, staring blankly at the paper book in her hand. After a long while, she slightly raised the corner of her mouth and gave a barely audible reply, "Mm."

Anle, who was eavesdropping outside the window, was also dumbfounded. "Hey, he knows this kind of game. Could this kid have also traveled to another world?"

She had serious doubts...

**

On the wedding day of Feng Yan and Qiao Zhiyi——

"Is it appropriate for me to come to your older cousin's wedding? I'm not even that familiar with her." At Yan Qingxue's wedding banquet, she drank a glass of fruit wine. Although she spoke very politely, she was quite unreserved when it came to eating and drinking.

Anle rolled her eyes. "You're already here and you're saying this now? Who would believe this nonsense?" Hmph, keep pretending. You'll be out of it in a minute. She didn't invite her over to freeload. She had ulterior motives and ill intentions.