Now, looking at this third concubine, he realized that she hadn't changed much from before. In the past, when the first wife was around, he didn't dare to pay attention to her, and after Yang Liu came along, he paid even less attention to this third concubine.
Third Aunt's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at the two hands clasped tightly together.
She pursed her lips, and the hand that Sang Hongfu was holding tightened its grip on hers.
When was the last time Sang Hongfu held her hand like this?
It seems like it was a long time ago...
Only after Sang Yun and his entourage had gone far away did Sang Hongfu lead his third aunt inside.
...
Meanwhile, at the Yang residence.
Yang Mu'an had dressed up early and stood at the door, peeking out curiously.
Yang Muchen passed by and saw her. He couldn't help but smile and take a few steps forward: "Mu'an, what are you looking at?"
"Ah!" Yang Mu'an was startled by his voice at first, then patted her chest and looked at Yang Muchen with dissatisfaction: "Brother, what are you doing? You scared me to death!"
"Others?" Yang Muchen looked at Yang Muan with a complicated expression.
Yang Mu'an's face instantly turned red. She looked at Yang Muchen and said coquettishly, "Oh! Brother! I'm hungry, let's eat!"
Yang Muchen chuckled and looked at her with a doting expression: "Okay, let's go."
As he spoke, he put his arm around Yang Mu'an's shoulder and led her inside: "Mu'an, are you in such a hurry to leave your brother?"
Yang Mu'an pursed her lips, trying hard to suppress her laughter: "I didn't!"
Yang Muchen: "Yeah, you could hang two baby bags on the corners of your lips."
"Oh dear!" Yang Mu'an stopped in her tracks, stamping her feet anxiously. "Brother, I'm going to get angry if you keep doing this!"
"Alright, alright." Yang Muchen nodded: "Brother won't say anything more."
Just as the two finished their meal, they heard Zhenzhen talking outside.
Yang Mu'an quickly put down the cup in his hand and hid behind the screen.
Yang Muchen chuckled as he looked at her and said to the outside, "Go and invite Brother Sang in."
Before long, a maid led Sang Yun and her entourage in.
Sang Yun was dressed festively today, which was unusual for him. He looked at Yang Muchen and immediately clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply: "Brother Yang."
This time, Yang Muchen didn't return the gift. He looked at Sang Yun and nodded: "Sang Yun."
Yang Mu'an, hiding behind the curtain, listened to their conversation and felt a surge of anxiety.
Sang Yun handed the gift list to Yang Muchen: "Yun has come today mainly to propose to Mu An. This is the gift list, Brother Yang, please take a look."
Yang Muchen didn't even glance at the gift list before setting it aside. He knew Sang Yun's character well and trusted the gift list, but he just wanted to make things difficult for him a little more.
Sang Yun panicked when he saw Yang Muchen put the things aside. He subtly observed Yang Muchen's expression.
Yang Muchen picked up his teacup, looked at Sang Yun, and said, "Brother Sang, please sit down."
Sang Yun then sat down in the chair and watched Yang Muchen drink water sip by sip.
Just as he was about to lose his composure, Yang Muchen put down his cup and said, "I understand Brother Sang's purpose. Although our friendship shouldn't make me do this, Mu'an is someone we've raised with our own hands, and as his older brother, I have to keep an eye on him."
Sang Yun immediately nodded in agreement: "Brother Yang is right."
Yang Muchen felt a surge of secret pleasure seeing Sang Yun like this, realizing what it felt like when his best friend proposed to his sister.
"Hmm." He nodded. "But Mu An has a lot of ideas, so we should still ask for her opinion on this matter."
Yang Mu'an: ? ? ?
He didn't know her opinion?
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