The smile on Chen Gensheng's face froze, the flesh on his cheek trembled violently, and he stared at Yu Qizhe in horror.
The expression on Yu Qizhe's face was too calm, as if he knew everything very well. Chen Gensheng's lips moved, but he couldn't say anything to deny or quibble.
The rest of the Chen family was just as frightened as Chen Gensheng. They had buried the old lady's body secretly, and no one saw them that night. How did Yu Qizhe know about it? And how was he so sure of it?
"We are of the same roots, why are we so eager to hurt each other? Uncle Chen, you should know clearly which is more serious, whether you secretly buried your mother or had an affair with a widow."
This is the third sentence Yu Qizhe said.
Just as the first sentence he said after entering the room, there was really no need to sit down at all, because after saying this, Yu Qizhe opened his green oil-paper umbrella and left.
The tall and thin figure walked into the misty rain. Chen Rou bit her lip and without even bothering to hold an umbrella, she quickly chased after him.
Yu Qizhe walked neither fast nor slow, probably because he had grown taller and had longer legs. When Chen Rou caught up with him, he was almost at the door of Yu's house.
"Yu Qizhe, wait a moment." Chen Rou didn't care about the lady and shouted loudly.
Although it was a high-pitched voice, it was deliberately soft and gentle, and not unpleasant to the ear.
The rain wet the loose hair on Chen Rou's forehead, and the wet hair stuck to her forehead, making her almond-shaped eyes look charming and beautiful.
Although Yu Qizhe stopped walking, his eyes did not fall on Chen Rou's face. He asked in a light tone, "What's the matter?"
Just like when he walked into the Chen family just now, he never looked at her from beginning to end. Chen Rou felt sad because of this realization.
She curled up the corners of her lips, her smile was a little bleak, she raised her fair and slender neck, and looked at Yu Qizhe through the rain and fog.
"Why don't you want to marry me?" There was a look of grievance on Chen Rou's delicate face. Her almond-shaped eyes looked straight at Yu Qizhe, revealing her unwillingness.
"Why should I marry you?" Such cold and emotionless words were more chilling than the early autumn rain.
When Yu Jiao was holding an umbrella and about to open the gate, she heard these words coming from outside the door.
The sound of dripping rain could not cover up Yu Qizhe's cold voice, which reminded Yu Jiao of the Yu Qizhe she saw when she just woke up. At that time, he spoke to her in such a cold voice.
Manager Zhou, who came to inform Yu Jiao that the grain she bought from Jiangsu and Zhejiang had arrived, saw Yu Jiao suddenly stop. Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw her making a 'hush' gesture towards him.
This steward Zhou is Liu Ziqi's man. Unlike the aristocratic families like the Annan Marquisate, Liu Ziqi's father, Liu Zheng, is a clean official and his family background is not that rich.
Liu Ziqi has been doing business outside in recent years, and his business is very broad. Gu Yun agreed to help Yu Jiao buy grain from the Suhu River area, but in fact he was following Liu Ziqi's way, and the people he used were naturally Liu Ziqi's subordinates.
Outside the yard, the withered petals of the osmanthus tree in the rain were scattered all over the ground, turning pale yellow, not beautiful at all, and without any fragrance.
Chen Rou felt that her heart was like the scattered petals that had fallen from the osmanthus tree, wrapped in mud, and broken into dust.
The wet dress no longer stretched out, Chen Rou shuddered, her almond-shaped eyes slightly moist, "Are you blaming me because my family rejected your marriage before?"
Tears rolled down her soft cheeks and mixed with the raindrops.
"You have always been in my heart. It was my father's fault in the past. Yu Qizhe, I want to be your wife." Chen Rou walked towards Yu Qizhe in the mud and reached out to grab his sleeve.
Yu Qizhe dodged to the side, and the green umbrella in his hand drew a graceful curve. The rain rolling down the umbrella splashed all over Chen Rou's face, making her feel cold all over.
Chen Rou stood there in a daze, as if she had not expected Yu Qizhe to avoid her like this.
"I already have a wife. If she hears you say that, she will be unhappy." Yu Qizhe frowned and said coldly, "Please respect yourself."
Her clothes were wet and cold, but Chen Rou's heart was even colder.
All the rationality and reserve were thrown out of Chen Rou's mind at this moment. She was unwilling and annoyed by Yu Qizhe's distant and ruthless attitude.
She rushed towards Yu Qizhe regardless of anything, wanting to hug him tightly and tell him how much she loved him.
If it were another man, he might not be able to refuse Chen Rou's embrace at this moment. The wet dress outlined her exquisite curves, her almond eyes were slightly red, and her face was like a lotus with tears in the rain, which made me feel pity for her.
Which man can resist the embrace of a woman like this?
But Yu Qizhe dodged it. Not only did he dodged it, he also held an umbrella in front of Chen Rou.
Perhaps it was because of his cold nature that he had no extra compassion. Apart from his family, there was only one woman in this world who could make him love and care for her.
If Yu Jiao cried, his heart would ache and feel violent. He would hug her, coax her, and want to kiss away every tear of hers.
As for other people, what does it have to do with them?
In Yu Qizhe's opinion, Chen Rou, who was drenched by the rain and acting delicately, did not look good at all, and was no different from a drowned chicken.
But the image of Yu Jiao, who was helping him look for Yaocao in the rain on the mountain that day, was so bright and beautiful in the white rain and fog, with her eyes and eyebrows full of light, and she was clearly engraved in his mind.
"Is Meng Yujiao so good? Is she worthy of your attention?" Chen Rou couldn't hold it in any longer, she burst into tears and asked hoarsely, "How am I not as good as her? In terms of beauty, knowledge, and temperament, she is not as good as me in every aspect! You were not like this before, Brother Zhe, you used to have me in your eyes."
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