Chapter 69

She was thinking to herself, "This heartless and rotten Wen family has wronged our young lady for so many years. They are all so wicked!" And the Qi family, they look glamorous, but it's all just a facade. If our young lady marries into that family and suffers any injustice, who will she turn to for support?

The Wen family is a heartless place that devours people without spitting out the bones. They don't even care about a young lady's life, so why would they care if she's wronged?!

......

The tea beside her was getting cold. Zhuang Yan rested her chin on her hand and said indignantly, "It seems that the Qi family is too heartless and ungrateful to abandon their business like this! It's all thanks to Young Master Song..."

Wen Shu remained noncommittal.

Zhuang Yan nudged her elbow and said with dissatisfaction, "You're about to get married, and Qi Chengxuan doesn't care about you at all. Does he still consider you his fiancée?"

Wen Shu was leaning against the wooden chair, holding a nearly finished copy of the Acupuncture Classic in her hands, when Zhuang Yan suddenly nudged her with her elbow and brought her back to her senses.

Although Qi Chengxuan did not save her, he did not harm her either.

Pei Lingjun was the one who caused her to be targeted by bandits.

Now it's her who's frightened, but all the good reputation has fallen on Pei Lingjun, which is truly laughable.

"The less the Qi family intervenes, the less this matter has become a big deal, which is good for both of us."

Zhuang Yan pouted and muttered, "Only you would still try to think of others even now."

"However..." Zhuang Yan changed the subject, suddenly becoming happy, "A few days ago, Mr. Song's friend asked me about many things..."

Wen Shu's eyes snapped up from the book, her expression instantly becoming alert. "What did he want to ask you?"

Zhuang Yan smiled shyly, "What else could it be? Just wanting to know what Fourth Sister Wen likes, and what kind of people she's interested in..."

Wen Shu's temple throbbed, and she slammed the acupuncture classic book shut. Looking at Zhuang Yan's innocent and harmless smile, she was speechless for a moment. "What did you say?"

Zhu Zijin had come to the right person to ask Zhuang Yan about her affairs. Not to mention that the two had known each other since childhood and had been friends for more than ten years, Zhuang Yan knew her food, drink and preferences better than anyone else, even if they didn't share their innermost thoughts.

"I'll just tell you the truth! I said you like Shengji's salted cakes. Shengji's salted fruit shop is a hot commodity in Anyang. It sells out every day before evening. People line up to buy the fruit from one end to the other. If he really wants to give it to you, he'll have to be patient."

Wen Shu's head throbbed with pain. She remembered how Pei Lingjun had suddenly sent her a bag of Shengji salted cakes that day, said some things that could be misunderstood, and happened to be seen by her mother and Wenji.

She hasn't settled this score with him yet!

"Ladies, what are you whispering about?"

Inside the main room, with the door wide open, a young man entered at some point, greeting them with a smile. In the huge courtyard, no one stopped him; he was simply let in without any restraint!

Zhuang Yan suddenly smiled, revealing two small dimples, and waved to him from afar, saying, "Wishing you well, young master!"

Wen Shu: ? ? ?

Watching Zhuang Yan and Zhu Zijin greet each other, she wondered to herself, what had she missed? When did they become so close?

"How did you get in?" Hanxiang was about to offer Zhu Zijin a cup of tea, but Wenshu stopped her.

Zhu Zijin is that scoundrel's nephew; he doesn't deserve to drink the tea in her courtyard.