He intimately pulled Shen Hongmei upstairs. Yan Shuhua couldn't follow and could only watch anxiously, because as soon as she showed any intention of following, someone would stop her.

She intuitively knew that Shen Hongmei was no match for Yan Zhenhua, and would definitely be coaxed into selling them all out by his few words! An hour later, Shen Hongmei came downstairs, her face flushed, like a shy girl. As soon as she came downstairs, she came to Yan Shuhua's side: "Shuhua, your father still remembers you."

She paused for a moment, and after making sure no one was eavesdropping, she pulled Yan Shuhua over mysteriously and whispered in her ear, "I just got the chance to marry him, and I immediately thought of you. Don't blame your father, okay?"

Yan Shuhua glanced at Shen Hongmei and asked in a heavy voice, "There must be more than this, right?"

Shen Hongmei twirled her fingers and said, "I just gave up my position as his wife. Shuhua, Mom is already so old, and I have let go of love affairs a long time ago. What I care most about now is that you can marry into a good family."

It was still uncertain whether she could marry into a good family. He didn't believe that such a big bargain would be waiting for her to pick up. Yan Shuhua sighed and said, "Let's wait for a while. We have to make sure whether what Yan Zhenhua said is true."

"You kid, he is your father." Shen Hongmei muttered, but at least she didn't curse him out loud.

Yan Shuhua glanced at Shen Hongmei with amusement. Shen Hongmei was paying more attention to what she said. If Yan Zhenhua's real role was to be discussed, this was probably the only one.

The two of them were urged to go to bed before they could even talk to each other.

In the middle of the night, Yan Shuhua got up to go to the bathroom. As soon as he walked to the door, Yan Zhenhua's voice came from outside: "Cui Man, don't be angry. I swear I didn't touch Shen Hongmei today. You know that my taste has been spoiled by you. How could I be interested in her?"

Liu Cuiman snorted, "Who knows whether what you said is true or not? You two have been in the study for more than an hour. I won't say anything if you want to relive your youth. Do I look like such a fool?"

"Cui Man, I know you know when to advance and when to retreat, but don't you think about Shen Hongmei? She's older than my mom. How could I be interested in her? Okay, go back to bed."

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true, didn't you see it?"

"Humph, I'll forgive you this time, but next time you better remember not to stay with her for more than half an hour!"

Scumbag! Yan Shuhua secretly complained after hearing the two people's flirting, but fortunately her mother didn't hear it, otherwise she would be heartbroken.

She stood up, but accidentally bumped into someone behind her. She turned around suddenly and asked, "Mom, when did you come?" She was listening so attentively in the corner that she didn't notice when Shen Hongmei followed.

In the darkness of the night, tears flashed in the corners of Shen Hongmei's eyes. She whispered, "Mom is going to the toilet. Don't follow me."

Yan Shuhua sighed inwardly. It seemed that she had heard it. But it was better this way. It was better to suffer a short pain than a long one. She just hoped that her mother could figure it out sooner.

Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, Yan's father called Yan Shuhua and said, "Shuhua, Dad has hired an etiquette teacher for you. You must study hard. When you are good at it, Dad will take you to the Xiao family to finalize the marriage."

Yan Shuhua changed into the clothes prepared by Yan Zhenhua. Although he looked a little thin, his temperament was not bad at all, and he did not look like someone who was raised in the countryside at all.

She nodded and sat down at the dining table first. Yan Qingxue came downstairs when she was halfway through breakfast. She yawned and sat down. Soon someone brought breakfast in front of her.

Just then, Yan Zhenhua walked in with a woman dressed in traditional clothes. The woman was talking to Yan Zhenhua and kept looking towards the dining table.

After Yan Shuhua and Yan Qingxue had finished eating, the woman came over and said to Yan Qingxue: "Come with me. I will teach you good manners in half a month."

Yan Qingxue: “…”

Yan Shuhua's mouth twitched slightly. She never thought that the etiquette teacher would recognize the wrong person. But it was not wrong. After all, she was taught etiquette by a top aristocratic emcee.

Yan Qingxue felt a little embarrassed, she glared at Yan Zhenhua with a dark face.

Yan Zhenhua also rushed over: "Teacher, you are wrong, I want you to teach her."

"She?" The teacher looked at Yan Shuhua and blurted out, "But her etiquette is impeccable. She doesn't need me to teach her at all."

Yan Qingxue's expression became even uglier. "What do you mean? Am I not as good as a country girl?"

The whole family was silent. Yan Shuhua showed a hurt look at the right moment. She pushed away the chair and left the table without saying a word.

Seeing this, Yan Zhenhua glared at Yan Qingxue fiercely, and hurriedly caught up with Yan Shuhua to comfort her.

Yan Shuhua said no, but her face didn't mean that at all. She said with a sad face, "I think you should let your sister marry him. Your sister is right. How can I, a country girl, be worthy of him?"

Yan Zhenhua was anxious: "How could that be? Don't listen to that damn girl's nonsense! Since you don't need to learn etiquette, then don't learn it. You stay at home and take good care of yourself for the next half month. Dad will take you to settle your marriage in half a month."

Yan Shuhua still wanted to refuse, because looking at Yan Zhenhua's eager look, she was sure that this marriage was definitely not a good deal, but before she could continue, Shen Hongmei came over in a hurry, she pulled Yan Shuhua up without even looking at Yan Zhenhua, and took Yan Shuhua upstairs directly.

The mother and daughter entered the room, and Shen Hongmei immediately began to pack her luggage: "Shuhua, let's go back now, we won't stay here anymore!"

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yan Shuhua looked at Shen Hongmei worriedly: "Did someone bully you?"

Shen Hongmei started crying. She opened her mouth but didn't curse him in the end. However, her tone was still bad: "That damned Yan Zhenhua, how can he give you a good marriage? He is clearly pushing you into the fire pit! The man you are engaged to is not bad, but he is paralyzed. If you marry him, you will be a widow!"

Yan Shuhua showed an expression of "as expected". She held down Shen Hongmei who was busy packing up and asked in a deep voice, "Mom, how did you know? Is this news accurate?"