Shen Yan's heart trembled.

This is Jiang Tian's estate; she is the rightful owner, and no one will speak on Shen Yan's side.

Knowing he could no longer hide, Shen Yan had no choice but to reveal himself and respectfully bow to Jiang Tian.

His face was flushed red with shame, and the young man, who was already fair-skinned and had red lips, now looked as beautiful as a peach blossom.

"I... I heard people cheering over here, so I couldn't help but come over to see. I apologize for disturbing you."

Shen Yan's heart was pounding; it felt as if Jiang Tian's arrow had pierced his heart.

He didn't even have the courage to look at Jiang Tian anymore.

At this moment, the other servants who were watching also looked over.

The group of servants who had been abandoned by Shen Yan immediately knelt down.

The head maid bowed to Jiang Tian and begged for forgiveness: "Madam, it was my fault for failing to keep an eye on the young master. Please punish me."

Shen Yan quickly looked at Jiang Tian: "It's all my fault. I came here on my own. It has nothing to do with anyone else."

Jiang Tian glanced at Shen Yan expressionlessly, paused for a moment, and then said, "The young master is lively and energetic, so he should be fine. If there's nothing else, you should go back quickly and not let your family worry."

Shen Yan slowly exhaled, his attitude much more serious this time: "Yes, I will go back now."

After arriving at the Duke's mansion by carriage, the guards dropped Shen Yan off and left.

Shen Yan's personal attendant was still somewhat displeased: "They are far too rude. Why don't they go and pay their respects to the Duke and his wife?"

Shen Yan glared at him angrily: "I was the one who asked someone to bandage my wounds, and I even did something offensive. If you can't tell right from wrong, then don't follow me."

The servant was terrified and dared not say anything more.

After returning home, Shen Yan told his mother what had happened and then said to the Duchess, "Madam Jinrong doesn't like to see outsiders. I barged into her estate and caused her quite a bit of trouble. You should send someone to deliver some gifts to her."

Knowing that her son was a reckless fellow, the Duchess of Zhenguo was slightly relieved to see that his wound was not deep. She glared at him, gave him a few words of reprimand, and then sent someone to prepare gifts.

For some reason, Shen Yan followed his mother to choose gifts for others.

Lady Zhenguo thought her son had finally become more sensible, and her feelings for Jiang Tian improved somewhat.

While choosing a gift with his mother, Shen Yan couldn't help but ask, "Why has that lady always been so cold to me? Today I asked her for help, and she helped me, but she was still indifferent to me, without a trace of warmth. She was always so friendly and welcoming to you."

The Duchess of Zhenguo was both amused and exasperated: "You're eighteen already, how can you still act like a fool? No matter what, Lady Jinrong is a widow. If she gets too close to other men, there will always be some gossip."

"It's understandable that she's cold towards you, but she shouldn't be annoyed. If she really dislikes you, it's because you're too eccentric and unpleasant to others."

He remained silent, speechless.

He didn't believe Jiang Tian was avoiding suspicion.

He could sense that this woman genuinely disliked him.

Since he couldn't get an answer from his mother, Shen Yan had no choice but to give up for the time being.

Seeing Shen Yan's dejected state, the Duchess of Zhenguo felt a sense of amusement.

Her son was a true prodigy, exceptionally intelligent and quick to grasp concepts.

Apart from his father, none of his elders would say a harsh word to him.

That's how his temper was spoiled.