Song Lan's behavior surprised Guan Surong a little.

Logically speaking, Madam Guan wasn't Song Jing's biological sister, so naturally she wasn't his cousin. The matter of relatives interacting with each other wasn't a big deal, and Song Lan should have explained it anyway, but now he was covering it up.

Although Guan Surong felt a bit strange, she was secretly happy. If outsiders thought she was the general's niece, she would be much more respectable when she went out. If she had this identity, she would be even more powerful, and it would be much easier for her to act in the Bishui Hall.

The three of them went to Bishuitang. Lu Zijun and Guan Surong entered together. Zhen Yueqing, who was sitting inside, saw Guan Surong beside Lu Zijun and laughed out loud, "Lu Zijun, it's really unexpected that a daughter of an official is willing to accompany you. Which girl have you deceived again?"

Lu Zijun glanced at Zhen Yueqing and grinned at her, "What do you know? This is the general's niece. You should be polite to her."

Zhen Yueqing squinted her lips and chuckled softly, "What's the use of a niece? She's not my biological daughter. If she were, I would still give her some face."

Lu Zijun was not going to listen to such words. She was about to stand up to explain for Guan Surong, but Guan Surong grabbed her and said, "Sister Zijun, there is no need to defend me like this. I am not the biological daughter of the family. I am just an outsider living here."

Just as the two were arguing, Song Lan stood up and said to Guan Surong, "What nonsense are you talking about? Father loves his sister very much. He treats her like his own daughter."

Song Lan said this, looking up at Zhen Yueqing meaningfully, with a fake smile on his face, "Miss Zhen, haven't you been taught a lesson enough last time? How dare you gossip about our family?"

Seeing Song Lan helping Guan Surong so much, Zhen Yueqing didn't dare to say anything. She lowered her head and timidly began to tinker with the book box she brought.

However, Yan Yuzhi, who was sitting in the back, heard the conversation of the people in front. Now looking at Guan Surong, she was wearing a lilac dress, and the plain hairpins on her head also set her off very well. For a moment, she looked much more beautiful than all the girls in the Bishui Hall.

Yan Yuzhi had other thoughts. If Guan Surong was the daughter of the general's mansion, she would never dare to take action. Now, she was happy that Guan Surong was not the daughter of the general's mansion, but a niece. This was the best thing for the Yan family.

The classes at Bishuitang only lasted two hours, and after the class was over, everyone had to pack up and go back home. Guan Surong was tidying up the book box in her hand, and she looked at the faces of all the men in Bishuitang intentionally or unintentionally.

After looking around, he soon found Yan Yuzhi sitting at the very back. Yan Yuzhi might have looked a little inferior in other aspects, but his appearance was unmatched in the entire Bishui Hall.

In order to help Yan Yuzhi marry the daughter of a high-ranking official, the Yan family pays great attention to his current dress and appearance. He wears very luxurious clothes, and people who don't know him would really think he is the son of a high-ranking official in the capital.

Guan Surong was just thinking about asking the maid who followed her to find out, but before she even left the house, Yan Yuzhi passed by the table next to her and accidentally knocked over a few sheets of rice paper on the table.

Guan Surong hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but Yan Yuzhi also bent down and picked up the rice paper on the ground. He smiled lightly at Guan Surong and said in a light and pleasant voice, "Miss, I really didn't mean it. Please forgive me."

"It's okay." Guan Surong took the rice paper, her face flushed and she didn't dare to look up.

Guan Surong remembered that Madam Guan at home had said that the people in Bishuitang were all the wives of officials of the fourth rank and above. Thinking of this, Guan Surong thought that the man in front of her was also the son of a high-ranking official in the capital.

But Guan Surong missed one thing. Bishuitang must be a special existence just like her.

Seeing that Guan Surong's reactions were different from the other women, Yan Yuzhi knew that this girl was probably deceived by her appearance. If he pressed the issue, he would definitely find an opportunity. However, further contact was needed.

Thinking of this, Yan Yuzhi was considering how to make the next progress with Guan Surong. He didn't expect that when Guan Surong was carrying the book box and passed by him, she dropped a handkerchief at his feet.

Seeing this, Yan Yuzhi hurriedly picked up the handkerchief and put it in his arms.

This close-fitting handkerchief is extremely important to women, and now it has fallen at her feet... Yan Yuzhi showed an understanding smile on his face and strode out of the Bishui Hall.

On the return carriage, Guan Surong finally couldn't help but ask Song Lan about Yan Yuzhi, and whispered, "Cousin, do you know who the man sitting in the last row is from?"

Song Lan raised his head to look at Guan Surong and asked in a low voice, "Why are you asking this, cousin?"

"It's nothing. I just saw that he never listened to what the teacher said and only cared about sleeping. I thought he must be a child from a wealthy family, so I felt a little envious." Guan Surong lowered her head and clenched her fingers in a hesitant manner.

"He is indeed a child from a wealthy family, much better than ours." After Song Lan said this, he lowered his head and stopped talking, letting Guan Surong think about it in her heart.

This actually aroused Guan Surong's desire to win. If Yan Yuzhi's power was greater than that of the general's mansion, what a high official position he would have to hold.

Song Lan was right. The Yan family was a prominent family in the capital, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were the richest. In terms of wealth, they were naturally much better off than the General's Mansion.

The two returned to the general's mansion with their own thoughts. Guan Surong was now thinking about how to have further contact with Yan Yuzhi.

With this in mind, Guan Surong whispered to Lu Zijun next morning when Yan Yuzhi approached, "Sister Zijun, do you know any streets in the capital that sell jewelry? I've only just arrived and haven't had a good look around yet."

After hearing what Guan Surong said, Lu Zijun didn't put on too much defense. She just smiled at Guan Surong and said, "Nan'anfang is naturally the busiest street in the capital right now. If you want to go shopping and buy some jewelry, that's the right place to go."

Guan Surong had a faint smile on her face and said to Lu Zijun, "Thank you, Sister Zijun. I'll just wait and see tomorrow."

Yan Yuzhi gradually walked away from her side, but Guan Surong was very sure that Yan Yuzhi must have heard what she said just now. So, she just waited for their encounter tomorrow.