Chapter 98: Was it you who didn't split the score on your own?

In the living room, a maid came over and asked, "Madam, is dinner ready?"

The second wife glanced at the time and saw it was six o'clock. She invited everyone to the dining room, but after they were seated, Zhaojing was nowhere to be seen.

Just as he was about to send a servant to look for him, he caught a glimpse of him walking in from outside.

It's rare to see everyone together like this, except on holidays.

After the blessing, begin eating.

There was a nice dish of chestnut tofu on the table, and Tan You scooped a spoonful and put it in Zao Yi's bowl.

What was a perfectly ordinary action was interpreted differently by others, especially the Second Madam, who needed a clear answer at this moment: "Tan You, do you like—"

"I like it!" Tan You interrupted his mother before she could finish speaking.

These two words caused quite a stir at the dinner table, with everyone except Tan Zhaojing and the other party involved looking over.

Unlike the others, the old man's expression was indifferent, neither satisfied nor dissatisfied.

Tan Zhengli glanced subtly at his fearless nephew, then looked at his silent, downcast older nephew.

He smiled silently.

A question mark slowly popped into Tan Jiani's mind: What is Tan You doing?

Taking advantage of the situation?

Mingxian frowned deeply, a deep line forming between her brows. If her daughter hadn't had a past with Zhaojing, she would have been happy to see this, but not now.

Zhao, the steward near the station, broke out in a cold sweat. What were these young masters of the boss up to?

Madam Tan was taken aback by her son's decisiveness today. The two children were stunned for a second before asking, "What about Zaoyi? Does she like our Tan You?"

Tan Youlai answered this question by saying, "Whether you like it or not, it won't stop you from booking the hotel at some time."

Madam Tan: "???"

Tan Jiani: "???"

Butler Zhao silently wiped away his sweat.

Madam Tan was somewhat agitated. "So soon? Aren't you going to choose a date?"

Tan You calmly retorted, "Do you need to choose a date to adopt a goddaughter?"

Madam Tan: "??? Not engaged?"

She glared at him excitedly, "Tan You, you're messing with me, aren't you!"

Tan You looked at his mother calmly, "What did I do to you? I like Zao Yi. I've said it before, and I treat her the same way I treat Jia Ni. It's you who insisted on pairing them up. What could I do?"

Madam Tan: "..."

So it turns out she was in the wrong.

Mingxian's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally settled down.

Tan Jiani was relieved; she was terrified of dramatic events happening around her.

Madam Tan was depressed, but she could only give up. She looked at the well-behaved girl with a slight annoyance, thinking it was a pity that she couldn't be her daughter-in-law.

I casually asked, "Does Zaoyi have a boy she likes?"

If I hadn't spent time with that brat, I might have developed feelings for him.

Lin Zaoyi had anticipated that her second aunt would ask this question, and she remained calm, replying, "No."

There is no best.

The old man suddenly interrupted, "You're going to marry out of the Tan family in the future, so we can't be careless about your marriage."

Since we've come to this point, let's ask.

Looking at the eldest son's family, he asked, "Have you met Chairman Xu's grandson? What did you think of him?"

Tan Youshi was annoyed that his grandfather always interfered in his marriages, and his brother was one thing, but he even had designs on Zaoyi.

He chimed in, "They're all having affairs with their own sisters-in-law, what do you think?"

The old man choked, "You hid under someone's bed?"

Tan Youang said, "If you don't believe me, just ask any servant in the Xu family."

The old man rolled his eyes at him and continued, "What about that boy from the Duan family? Zhao Jing is close to Duan Lin, so his character should be fine."

"His character is fine, but—"

This time, it was Tan Jiani who spoke up, "Duan Lin never looks at his tiles when he plays mahjong."

Old man:

I don't quite understand, "And then what?"

Tan Jiani calmly joked, "Everyone says he doesn't look at the cards because he's not quick-witted. If you were to date someone so stupid, communication would definitely be difficult."

The old man: "..."

He was too lazy to argue, and then mentioned another child from a prestigious family. The girl eagerly interrupted, "This one won't do either."

Before her grandfather could explode, Tan Jiani immediately said, "He has a girlfriend. I saw him shopping with her last month."

After a half-second pause, he said, "Grandpa, you wouldn't do something so immoral as to break up a marriage, would you?"

The old man's lips twitched. How could he not understand that this girl was indirectly insulting him? He glared at her and was about to retort when Zhengli spoke up, "Jia Ni, how dare you speak to your grandfather like that? Your grandfather will only grant your wishes."

To grant a wish?

It depends on the situation.

When the old man refused to buy it, he turned his gaze to his grandson and deliberately said, "Zhaojing, I heard from Sa'er that you two have been getting along well lately."

Upon hearing this question, a brief silence fell over the dinner table.

The person in the know had a huge question mark in their mind.

Tan Jiani was not only puzzled, but even impulsively wanted to call and ask what was going on. She then realized that Sister Chen Sa was trying to distract her grandfather.

Lin Zaoyi had to admit that her heart was stirred and she wanted to look at that person, but just before she raised her head, she realized something and her half-raised eyelids drooped down again.

Chen Sa is helping her.

Tan Zhaojing glanced at the person diagonally opposite, keeping his head down the whole time; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was just a background figure.

That's true, how can you expect her to have a conscience?

She subtly withdrew her gaze, then looked at the old man and asked, "Are you sure Chen Sa is talking about me?"

The old man frowned, his face showing displeasure. "I'm not deaf yet."

Tan Zhaojing turned to look at his uncle.

Tan Zhengli: "?"

The fire started somewhat suddenly.

The old man clicked his tongue. "Why are you looking at your uncle all the time?"

Tan Jiani played the good guy again, "Grandpa, Sister Chen Sa and Brother are not a good match. She also has someone she likes. Please don't make any random pairings."

Grandpa immediately gave him a sidelong glance, "How do you know?"

Uncharacteristically fearless, she tilted her chin up slightly and said, "Yes, she told me herself."

She looked at her uncle who had raised her, said nothing, and only blinked.

Tan Zhengli: "..."

The old man frowned, clearly displeased. "Then forget it. I won't force you. Zhaojing, make sure you have time free next weekend."

Lin Zaoyi's slow chewing motion froze for a moment, then she casually shoveled a mouthful of rice into her mouth again.

A piece of her favorite sweet and sour pork appeared in her bowl. She turned her head, and her mother said gently, "If you have something to do, you can go first."

She gave me a reassuring smile, "I'll go back with you after we finish eating."

At the head of the table, the old man, not receiving a reply, darkened his expression. "Zhaojing, speak."

"What did you say?" A dark glint flashed in Tan Zhaojing's eyes. "I told you before that I would no longer go on blind dates."

The old man said, "Then let's just settle it!"

The tone was an unquestionable rebuttal, yet some people insist on challenging authority.

"It will naturally ripen when the time is right."

The old man: "..."

This is outrageous!

******

After dinner, Tan Zhengli called Zhaojing to the backyard.

"They really broke up?"

Tan Zhaojing's face remained calm in the night, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "No."

Tan Zhengli chuckled: "Is it you who didn't split it up unilaterally?"

Tan Zhaojing turned his gaze away expressionlessly, "Instead of mocking me, you should worry about yourself."

Tan Zhengli: "What? Are you referring to Chen Sa?"

Not entirely.

"Um?"

Tan Zhaojing: "Your grandfather has been looking for a husband for you recently."

Tan Zhengli scoffed, "He really has too much salt in his mouth and is just bored."

Footsteps approached, and the two turned around. The figure seemed to be fleeing. Tan Zhengli called out, "Zaoyi."

Lin Zaoyi had no choice but to stop. She had just come out for a walk and happened to pass by. She turned around and smiled gently, "Uncle, Brother Zhaojing."

Tan Zhaojing did not respond.

Tan Zhengli glanced at his nephew, not understanding what made him so proud, and looked at the girl, saying, "You go ahead and shop, I have something to do."

As she spoke, she lifted her foot and brushed past her, and Lin Zaoyi's "no need" died in her throat.