Qin smiled mischievously, "Grandmother said that although you are close to our family, your marriage is not hers to decide. Whether they can marry you depends on the ability of their own sons. So, this flower viewing banquet is prepared for you.
"Of course, outsiders don't know about this. We've invited quite a few unmarried girls to come over so you don't feel embarrassed. Just treat this as an ordinary flower-viewing party. If you find someone you like, don't be shy. Just tell me directly and I'll be your matchmaker."
Xue Huan sighed. She didn't expect that even with this pseudonym, she couldn't escape the fate of being urged to get married. If she had known this, she would have used a man's pseudonym.
This way there will be less trouble.
However, the Ye family also had good intentions, so she had nothing to be shy about. She said openly, "Okay, if I really like someone, I will definitely not hide it from my sister-in-law."
Of course, the premise is that you like it.
She felt that with a gem like Pei Ji in front of her, she would not take any ordinary male beauty seriously.
Of course, even if she liked him, she probably wouldn't want to get married. In the ancient environment, marrying one person was equivalent to marrying into a large family. The thought of having to face her parents-in-law, sister-in-law, brother-in-law, and other aunts and uncles after marriage made her scalp tingle.
So, let's keep it as it is now.
The identity of "Xue Huan" is protected by her fake husband Pei Ji, so she doesn't have to face the various complicated family relationships brought by him. The identity of "Zhao Xiaoxian" allows her to move around freely, make money, do business and focus on her career.
If she really meets someone who makes her heart beat, she doesn't mind having a short romance.
There is no more.
Thinking of this, she began to look forward to this "blind date party". There were quite a few handsome young men coming this time, and maybe she could meet one that caught her eye.
Qin went to entertain the guests, and Xue Huan was taken by Ye Fu to join her group of close friends.
"Hey, Sister Zhao, what are you holding in your hand? It's very beautiful. Where did you buy it?" Zhu Miao asked.
Women always have the most sensitive sense of fashion.
Xue Huan took down the bag she was carrying and said, "This is a bag I had custom-made. It can hold small items like a wallet, comb, jewelry, handkerchiefs, etc. Don't underestimate its small size; it can actually hold quite a lot of things."
After she said this, several people gathered around with interest, watching her take out the things in the bag one by one and show them what was inside the bag.
"This bag is so beautiful, I want one too! Sister Zhao, tell me where it is, I'll go buy one too." Ye Fu stared at the bag with sparkling eyes.
Xue Huan hesitated for a moment, "I'm not sure whether that person will sell it or not. How about I find a chance to ask for you?"
Ye Fu and Zhu Miao nodded in unison: "Okay, okay."
Lin Yuzhu stared at a jar of candy in her bag, her eyes clearly filled with greed.
Fang Wenwen pinched her, thinking that she was being so shameful.
Xue Huan was amused and handed the can of candy to Lin Yuzhu, "Eat it."
After sitting and chatting for a while, they stood up and walked around the garden to see the chrysanthemums that were blooming particularly brilliantly.
Xue Huan was attracted by a green chrysanthemum and stopped to admire it.
Whenever she saw something beautiful, she regretted not having a mobile phone to take pictures of the scene.
Precisely because she cannot record them, she now appreciates them more attentively, hoping to preserve these beautiful things in her memory.
Unfortunately, she was watching so well when someone came and disturbed her interest.
"Miss Zhao."
Xue Huan looked over and saw a handsome young man whom she didn't recognize. "Sir, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Miss Zhao, although you are older than me, have no parents, no family to support you, and you are always out and about, hanging out with men, I don't despise you. As long as you can be filial to my parents and take care of the household affairs for me in the future, so that I don't have to worry about anything, I—"
Xue Huan: "Wait, who are you? Do I know you?"
Maybe I forgot to take my medicine before going out this morning.
The man didn't hear the sarcasm in her tone at all. He put his hands behind his back and said proudly, "I am Ye Ziyao, one of the four young masters of Fengchi County. I am a humble person."
Xue Huan said indifferently, "I'm sorry, I never thought of marrying you. Move aside, you're blocking my view."
She originally thought he was good-looking, but who knew he was actually a jerk in the head.
Ye Ziyao's expression suddenly became very interesting. He opened his eyes wide and looked at her in disbelief, as if to say, I don't mind that you are so poor and I am willing to marry you, but you don't want to marry me?
Originally, he looked down on Zhao Xiaoxian, but being ignored by her like this, he suddenly felt a little dissatisfied. "Miss Zhao, may I ask what you are dissatisfied with me?"
“Nowhere is there dissatisfaction.”
Xue Huan wanted to turn around and avoid him. She didn't want to pay any attention to this man who was so self-conscious and thought he was unparalleled in the world.
Who would have thought that Ye Ziyao would actually step forward to stop her and insist on having something to do with her.
Xue Huan clenched her fists and wanted to punch him away, but although she had the ability to do so, it was not easy for her to do such a thing at the Ye family's banquet.
"Mr. Ye insists on asking for clarification. Okay, then I'll ask you a question. If you answer it correctly, I'll tell you. If you don't, please stop pestering me."
Ye Ziyao obviously didn't think she could ask any questions that would stump him, so he immediately agreed, "Okay, go ahead and ask."
Xue Huan: "There was an old man selling buns. He made one penny on the first day, two pennies on the second day, three pennies on the third day, and so on. By the hundredth day, he had made one hundred pennies, or one ounce of silver. How much did he make in total during those hundred days?"
Ye Ziyao's mind was suddenly stuck. One cent on the first day, two cents on the second day, three cents on the third day, a total of six cents, four cents on the fourth day, ten cents, five cents on the fifth day, fifteen cents, the sixth day... the tenth day, ten cents, and so on. How much was the total before that?
At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice like ice and jade clashing rang out: "Five taels and fifty cents."
Xue Huan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man walking out from behind the branches. He was wearing a smoky green robe with a wide sleeves and a double-breasted collar. He was tall and thin, with a light and ethereal temperament, as if he was an immortal who had walked out of a landscape painting.
His face was pale and looked a little sick, as if he had been ill for a long time.
When he came closer, Xue Huan smelled a faint medicinal fragrance coming from him.
Ye Ziyao looked surprised: "Young Master Nan Tang?"
Nan Tang nodded to the two of them, then coughed uncontrollably twice. He turned around and covered his mouth with a handkerchief.
Xue Huan looked at him and felt a sense of familiarity for some reason, but she was sure that she had never seen this young master of Southern Tang before.
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