Chen Siyuan was the legitimate daughter of a merchant family. After marrying a household slave, she poured all her efforts into helping him become a minister. In return, her husband and her paterna...
Seeing that Qiao Yuchen was only drinking and didn't seem to want to eat, he asked, "Why aren't you eating?"
"You're full just watching you eat?"
The old women and maids around them lowered their heads even further.
"Are you saying I have bad table manners, or that you can't swallow food?" Chen Siyuan deliberately misinterpreted the situation.
After all, they are just business partners, and they shouldn't say things that could lead to ambiguity or misunderstanding.
Qiao Yuchen tilted his head back and downed the wine in his glass. "If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do."
Chen Siyuan was no ordinary woman; she didn't feel embarrassed by a man's words. She simply ate to her heart's content, finishing almost everything. Touching her round belly, she said, "It's very well made; it would be a shame not to eat it."
"Hehe—" Qiao Yuchen laughed.
She was already good-looking, but now her smile is even more heartwarming.
This time, Chen Siyuan glanced at the maids beside her; their faces were all red.
What a terrible thing!
He's so good-looking, and his smile is so captivating. How many innocent women will he corrupt?
Just then, Qiao Yuchen spoke up, "Let's retreat!"
The maids and servants quickly got to work, and after cleaning up, they all left one by one.
The bridal chamber was empty except for the two of them. Chen Siyuan composed herself and looked at Qiao Yuchen with a serious expression. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
Qiao Yuchen reacted quickly, and said with a hint of apology, "Are you angry?"
"I'm not that angry, I'm just concerned about the fact that you tricked me into marriage..."