Thinking of this, Qin Ye's enthusiasm instantly died down, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him, and he lost all mood:

"never mind."

A cold voice: "Don't waste your energy on these unnecessary things."

He threw the orange back into the fruit bowl, picked up the account book on the table, and began to look through it.

The atmosphere in the room was vaguely not right.

Zhang Fei looked at Feng Ran, Feng Ran looked at Zhang Quezi, and Zhang Quezi looked at Jing Yi. The four of them communicated silently with their eyes.

Zhang Fei: Miss, what's wrong?

Feng Ran: What else can I do besides men's affairs?

Zhang Quezi: Could it be that Prince Chen bullied the young lady?

Jing Yi looked at her cold profile, as if she was indifferent to everything, but he knew that even though she was angry, she was still thinking about King Chen.

They seemed to be having a conflict.

This was a rare opportunity for him to break in.

But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't bear to speak.

He can’t…

He can't do that.

Pursing his lips, he swallowed, reorganized his words, and said, "Miss, when people get along with each other, it is a process of constant quarreling, adjustment, fighting, adapting to each other, and finally seeking common ground while reserving differences. It is normal to have some small fights during this period."

No one can live smoothly until old age.

Never.

"Since you have made your choice, believe in it. No matter when, you must be firm in your vision and believe in yourself."

Believe in King Chen.

"Jing Yi, you..." Feng Ran's peach blossom eyes were filled with surprise.

They all knew that the old sect master passed the Ice Art to Qin Ye as a future daughter-in-law...

If Qin Ye had not married, she would definitely become Jing Yi's wife.

But now Jing Yi not only suppressed the matter and did not tell Qin Ye, but also tried to match Qin Ye with King Chen.

"Miss, believe in yourself." Jing Yi looked at Qin Ye with a serious look, "Since you have chosen him, mutual trust is the basis of getting along with each other."

Don't doubt it.

In a relationship, doubt is the beginning of disintegration.

Qin Ye raised his eyes and looked back at Jing Yi.

His words touched her.

Trust... We should indeed trust each other, but women are sentimental and worried by nature, and she can't help but think about it.

Jing Yi's words pointed out a clear path for her.

Just go back and ask him about the Miao woman. What good will it get from imagining about it here?

right!

Come back now!

Qin Ye, who had figured it out, suddenly became cheerful. He closed the account book and stood up.

"Thank you, Jing Yi."

She knew what to do.

"Do we still need to investigate Concubine Xiao's matter?"

"want!"

After Qin Ye finished speaking, he left the clinic and went back.

Jing Yi was about to investigate the matter, but Feng Ran grabbed his hand and led him back to the stool:

"I can see that you like the young lady."

Zhang Quezi put his hands in his sleeves, raised his eyelids lazily, and snorted, "I calculated before, you and the young lady are very compatible in your birth dates. If you two are together, you will be well-off, and your life will be very comfortable."

Zhang Fei poked his head over curiously:

"Hey, Jing Yi, why don't you tell the young lady that the old sect master is your father?"

If we say this, won’t we have a chance?

Upon hearing this, Jing Yi just smiled and shook his head.

No matter whether she was the daughter-in-law chosen by my father before he died, or whether their birth dates were compatible, no matter whether they would live in harmony or grow old together, when I met her, she was already the Princess of Chen.

A gentleman will not steal someone's wife.

Who says you have to get what you like?