Chapter 67 She's going to call him and complain.
The following morning, at the Zhao family's house.
The old lady got up very early and even asked Aunt Ruan to style her hair into a youthful bun, making her look refreshed and energetic.
Several of the younger members of the Zhao family also returned early.
Xie Yunfan instructed the servants to prepare tea and snacks, and then selected several valuable pieces of jewelry, which were carefully packed into exquisite velvet gift boxes.
Knowing that little girls like pretty things, she specially added some handmade decorative flowers to the gift box.
An intricately carved wool carpet was laid at the entrance to welcome distinguished guests. The garden had been renovated, and the ornamental fish in the fountain pool were precious species that had been delivered overnight.
Zhao Yueling felt that this family was making a big fuss and was making too much of a fuss. She couldn't help but complain, "With my fifth brother's personality, he might not even bring the person back for you to mess around with. It's all just busywork."
The old lady glared at her angrily, "I think you've been spending too much time with men, and you're becoming more and more tactless with your words."
Can this be called busywork?
If Zong Lan really brings the person back, then this level of trouble is nothing.
Xie Yunfan glanced at Zhao Yueling, who was still half asleep, and said gently, "Your grandmother called Zong Lan yesterday, saying she wanted to see that Miss Shen, and your fifth brother didn't refuse."
But no clear answer was given.
Zhao Yueling yawned and didn't bother to say anything more.
Just then, a maid came running in to report that Assistant Chang had arrived.
Chang An, dressed in a navy blue suit, strode into the main hall of the old house, carrying his black briefcase.
Xie Yunfan frowned and asked, "Where's Zong Lan? Isn't he coming back today?"
Chang An nodded respectfully, "Madam, Madam, the master asked me to convey a message that he has been quite busy lately and will be going to the United States on a business trip next week, so he will not be bringing him back for the time being."
"The gentleman also instructed that during his business trip, please do not disturb Miss Shen and the Shen family, and do not cause him any trouble."
At this point, Chang An added on his own, "The gentleman only managed to coax the person back to peace last night."
Hearing these words, Old Mrs. Zhao was displeased.
She slammed her cane heavily on the ground in anger, shouting, "Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
"Are they not even letting us look?"
“That’s not it,” Chang An said with a smile, opening his briefcase. “The gentleman asked me to bring two photos of Miss Shen. You can see that the photos are the same.”
Grandma Zhao: "..."
Zhao Yueling couldn't help but laugh out loud, "This is really my fifth brother's style of doing things."
She waved her hand, "Oh well, I've already met your sister-in-law, so I won't look at the photos with you."
Xie Yunfan smiled helplessly.
After Chang An left, she gently comforted the old lady, "This girl looks young, and I guess she's not mentally prepared. Besides, you know Zong Lan's personality. We can't force her."
The old lady snorted coldly before finally taking a closer look at the photo.
When I saw the little girl's face in the photo, I was stunned.
A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she turned to Aunt Ruan, saying, "Isn't this the girl we met at Fuze Temple last time?"
They only seek wealth, not marriage.
Aunt Ruan came closer, took a look, and nodded with a smile, "Yes, it's that girl. You said Fifth Master might like her, and it turns out you were right."
The old lady felt a little better after that.
At least, she had seen the real person.
Xie Yunfan is virtuous and considerate.
She hesitated for a moment, then asked the old lady, "What do you say about the Rong family?"
Grandma Zhao handed the photo to Aunt Ruan, frowned and sighed, "It is indeed a pity."
“That child is outstanding in both appearance and ability. I thought she could be of help to you in the future. But since Zong Lan has someone he likes, then let’s prioritize the one he likes.”
"After all, he has liked very few things in the past thirty years."
Xie Yunfan nodded in agreement, "Zaiyi is a good girl. For so many years, she has silently liked Zonglan without ever crossing the line."
"In the end, they were not meant to be, but you should still find an opportunity to persuade her."
We can't keep being so stubborn; we need to plan for the future.
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In the end, Shen Jingni did not agree to go to the United States with Zhao Zonglan.
The day Zhao Zonglan left, she was busy with that order with Song Jin.
Having finally obtained the Song brocade, she naturally needed someone to oversee the core processes, from pattern making and cutting to sewing and decoration. If anything went wrong, she would be furious.
After a busy morning, Shen Jingni received a call from Wen Shuyi, inviting her to visit Fenghua Palace.
Several of Zhao Zonglan's friends were present.
Song Qiyu kept saying he wanted to play mahjong again, but he'd been too busy lately and hadn't played in a long time.
Since Xie Chengsui was beaten by Zhao Zonglan last time, he naturally didn't dare to talk to Shen Jingni at close range.
So much so that when they played mahjong, Tang Shu would always take his place.
Wen Shuyi wasn't very good at it, so Song Yanting volunteered to help her win her favor.
Shen Jingni wasn't very good at playing cards; compared to Xie Chengsui and the others, she was really like a novice.
Of the group, only Song Yanting was willing to go easy on them; the other two men seemed clueless and just went on a rampage.
Actually, they had some ulterior motives involved.
Having always lost to Zhao Zonglan in the past, now that they've found someone easy to bully, they naturally want to get their revenge.
It wasn't about the money from the game; it was just a competitive spirit.
Tang Shu held a card in his hand and joked with a smile, "Sister-in-law, it seems your luck isn't so good today."
Song Qiyu took the cigarette from his assistant, held it between his fingers, and said, "Sister-in-law, don't listen to his nonsense. Your luck is still pretty good, it's just that your performance was... a little unsatisfactory."
Shen Jingni: "..."
That's even worse than saying she has bad luck.
Song Yanting felt that these two were hopeless.
He adjusted his glasses and gently reminded her, "Miss Shen probably doesn't play often. After Zong Lan comes back, we can play a few more rounds, and she'll definitely get the hang of it."
Those two, however, were oblivious to the hints.
These words are meaningless.
It ended with Shen Jingni suffering a huge loss.
She felt aggrieved.
But if you're not as skilled as others, you can only force a smile.
It's not that I'm heartbroken about the money, it's just that the feeling of constantly losing is awful.
Shen Jingni wants to win.
If Zhao Zonglan were here, she definitely wouldn't have lost so badly.
It's really uncomfortable to have no one to back you up.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, after leaving Fenghua Palace, Shen Jingni inexplicably missed Zhao Zonglan.
She was going to call him and complain.
To complain bitterly.
Waaaaah... They're bullying me.
But the time difference between California and China is sixteen hours in winter, so it's 1 a.m. there.
They should be resting.
She was very sensible and chose not to bother him.
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