Lin Songyan considered for a moment, then reluctantly said, "Let me ask Miss Zhizhi what she thinks privately first."
Master Lin said, "You're only concerned about the Qiao family. When you were diagnosed with your condition, you wanted the Sun family to be the ones to suffer the loss. Now that you're with the Qiao family, you're hesitant and reluctant to let go."
"Everyone has their own selfish motives. If the Sun family is willing, why should I wrong Miss Zhizhi? But I will keep it from the Sun family and act first and inform them later. No matter what, I want Miss Zhizhi to know the truth, otherwise how can I bear it?"
Lin Songyan knew that the more shameless the story was told, the more credible it would become.
He's like someone struggling in water, desperately trying to grab onto a straw. After all, infertility and the loss of offspring are a double blow to a man, both physically and mentally. It's understandable that he's behaving differently than before.
On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Qiao Zhizhi's class opened for the first time since the holiday.
Because many people are still celebrating the Lunar New Year, especially in the high-ranking areas where the festivities will continue until after the Lantern Festival, only about one-fifth of the students showed up.
The young ladies and gentlemen kept glancing at a certain figure, either whispering among themselves or giving strange looks.
Sympathetic, contemptuous, regretful, sarcastic—
Lin Songyan sat in the first row, his back straight as a pine tree, his temperament cool and refined. He didn't care about the gazes of others at all.
After several classes were over, everyone dispersed, but Lin Songyan stayed behind.
The classroom was silent. The two looked at each other and remained silent for a moment.
"I have something to say," Lin Songyan said.
"Hmm, let's go to the back garden." The painting academy is next to a small garden, which is decorated quite elegantly, and students often go there to stroll around.
Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, covering the ground with a thin layer of snow, leaving two lines of footprints in their wake.
Lin Songyan had prepared an umbrella and held it over Qiao Zhizhi's head; half of his body was covered in snowflakes.
“My story has been circulating everywhere these days, you must have heard about it too,” he said.
"Did you release the information?" Qiao Zhizhi asked, making sure no one was around.
Lin Songyan raised an eyebrow: "Father insists on arranging a marriage between the family and the Sun family, so I have no choice but to resort to this tactic."
"Now that the Sun family has retreated, if you are willing, this is our opportunity."
He looked at her, his eyes deep and intense, revealing all his feelings.
Now that his family has given their approval, he can confidently and boldly pursue the person he loves.
Qiao Zhizhi said, "Even if this is your play, the Sun family is unwilling, so it fell to me. It seems that the Lin family is settling for second best. If I agree, will the Lin family look down on me?"
“That’s easy. Father said that the betrothal gifts will be doubled, and the other standards will be raised one level. We will welcome you into the family according to the etiquette for a county princess.”
Qiao Zhizhi said, "If I want to paint and enter the Lin family, I'm afraid I won't have much energy to manage the inner quarters."
"Don't worry, as long as you train capable people, they can help you share the burden of the inner quarters without letting power fall into the hands of the eldest and second sons. Your parents feel guilty towards you and will never make things difficult for you in this regard. On the contrary, they will make more arrangements for you."
"If that's not enough, I'll be there too."
Qiao Zhizhi felt a warm feeling in her heart. She noticed that his face had become thinner and his figure was more frail, and his cloak was loose on his body.
"Thank you for your hard work these days."
If her feelings were even slightly genuine, seeing him so reckless, even risking his reputation and enduring ridicule, all just to spend his life with her, was a stark reminder of his true intentions.
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