Song Hongshen glanced at Song Wanwan and thought to himself, he went out of the city to train troops yesterday and even injured his foot. Why didn't his sister ask him about it?
But in front of Qin Yuan, he naturally wouldn't ask.
Seeing Song Wanwan come in, Qin Yuan stood up and looked at her with burning eyes.
"I...my hand is much better now. It's not a problem."
Young Master Qin San, who had been able to handle the situation with ease before, was now hesitating and clutching his clothes with both hands, looking at a loss.
Song Wanwan looked at Qin Yuan in confusion, "The Third Young Master wants to see me, is there something wrong?"
Qin Yuan looked past Song Wanwan and looked at Song Hongshen.
Song Hongshen noticed Qin Yuan's gaze and knew what he meant. However, he didn't look at him, nor did he get up and leave.
Song Wanwan turned around and said, “Third brother, why don’t you wait for me at the door?”
Song Hongshen didn't move for a long time. Finally, he looked at his sister again, got up and went to the door.
But he didn't walk far, instead he leaned against the door frame.
The two people in the room could even turn their heads and see the corners of his clothes fluttering.
Qin Yuan knew that it was already against etiquette for him to meet Song Wanwan privately. If he said anything more, it would be even more against the rules.
He pretended that Song Hongshen was not there and took out an exquisite gilded enamel box from his arms.
After opening it, he took out a hairpin with plum blossom patterns made of oriental pearls and handed it to Song Wanwan.
"Didn't you lose the hairpin you had earlier? I made another one. Do you think it suits your taste?"
"If there's anything I'm not satisfied with, I'll take it back and change it."
Song Wanwan took it and looked at it. The beads used to make the plum blossoms were as big as rice grains, and they were top-quality beads produced in the East China Sea.
The gem inlaid in the middle is of high quality and is not an ordinary item.
"You did it?" she asked in surprise.
Qin Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, I didn't give it to the master below."
"I'm the owner of Fanjinlou. Making jewelry is not a problem for me."
If she wants, he will make all her jewelry by hand in the future.
Song Wanwan didn't think there was any private transaction. She just thought that Qin Yuan felt that he had implicated her, so he compensated her with a hairpin.
She took it and handed it to the maid Gu Zhi behind her, saying, "It's such a small matter, the Third Young Master came in person, just send someone to deliver it."
Qin Yuan knew that if he didn’t say it, he would have no chance, so he looked at Song Wanwan seriously and said, “Actually, I came here with Third Uncle Shen today. Third Uncle Shen is in the front hall, helping me propose marriage to the Song family.”
Song Wanwan was stunned for a moment, pondering Qin Yuan's words in her mind.
Propose marriage to the Song family? She is the only daughter in the Song family.
Thinking of this, Song Wanwan looked at Qin Yuan in shock. He just told her directly that he was here to propose marriage?
Seeing her disbelief, Qin Yuan continued, "I came here to ask you a question. Are you willing to marry me?"
"In the Qin family, you can climb a tree if you want, or go up to a house if you want."
"I'm not the Qin family's legitimate son, so I can't grant you the honor of a royal decree, but I can let you live the life you want."
"If you don't want to live in the Qin family, we can live separately."
"If you want to go out and see the outside world, I will take you with me when I go out to do things."
"The misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the yellow sand in the north of the Great Wall, we can go and see them if you want."
Qin Yuan spoke in a hurried tone, fearing that Song Wanwan would refuse before she finished listening.
He thought about these all night and repeated them in his mind several times before he said them out loud.
He just wanted to tell Song Wanwan that he was sincere to her.
Song Wanwan felt like something was stabbed in the heart.
If Qin Yuan talked about fine clothes, delicious food, silk and satin, she might not even raise her eyelids.
But every word he just said fell right into her heart.
At this time, Song Hongshen, who was leaning outside, frowned. Why did Qin Yuan's words sound like he was trying to abduct his sister?
He turned his head and glanced inside the room, clearly seeing a glimmer of light in Song Wanwan's eyes. Obviously, Qin Yuan's words touched her heart.
After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he just looked at Song Wanwan, cautiously and with a bit of shyness that was rare for a man.
Song Wanwan inexplicably recalled the scene when Qin Yuan cried out in pain that day. After thinking for a while, she asked him, "What did my father say?"
Qin Yuan replied, "The Marquis of Loyalty seems to be concerned about my previous broken engagement, so he's still considering it."
"I think this is something that will concern you for the rest of your life, so I came to ask you."
Song Wanwan thought for a moment, then said, "You go back first. I need to think about this matter. When I think it through, I'll let my father go to the Qin family to report. It won't take long."
Qin Yuan's face lit up with joy when she heard that. She agreed to think about it and didn't refuse directly.
Song Hongshen was also a little surprised. He looked at Song Wanwan meaningfully, then left with Qin Yuan.
After the two left, Song Wanwan took out the hairpin from the gilt enamel box again and looked at it carefully.
Then he handed it to Gu Zhi and said, "Put it on for me and see if it fits."
After Song Hongshen brought Qin Yuan back to the hall, he whispered a few words into Song Zan's ear.
Song Zan's eyes widened in surprise. He thought his daughter would just kick the person out.
Since his daughter said she wanted to think about it, he didn't want to say anything too final.
He said to Shen Zhixiu, "You are right. There is indeed nothing wrong with the Qin family and this Third Young Master. However, marriage is a matter of fate."
"I still need to discuss this matter with my wife before I can give you an answer."
Shen Zhixiu smiled and said, "Of course. This matter can't be decided hastily. You should discuss it carefully among yourselves, and we also need to see what Wanwan means."
Afterwards, Song Hongshen sent Shen Zhixiu and Qin Yuan out.
After leaving the Song family, the two went their separate ways and returned home.
Shen Zhixiu was still thinking about Su Qingyu, so he hurried back to the Shen family.
When I entered the room, I saw Su Qingyu sleeping soundly on the small couch, with Zhenzhu guarding her.
After sending Zhenzhu out, he walked to the desk and sat down, continuing to handle government affairs quietly.
It was already evening when Su Qingyu woke up. She opened her eyes hard and then closed them again.
After a long while, she opened her eyes again and found that she was resting her head on Shen Zhixiu's legs. She looked up into his warm eyes and asked lazily, "Are you back?"
"Why did you suddenly leave the house? Is there something wrong?"
While asking questions, Su Qingyu moved her body and buried her face in Shen Zhixiu's lower abdomen, with one arm around his waist.
The hot breath from her breath suddenly made his lower abdomen burn. He touched her cheek helplessly and dotingly, saying, "I went to the Song family. Qin Yuan wanted to marry Song Wanwan and asked me to act as a matchmaker."
Su Qingyu was still dazed, but she immediately woke up after hearing this. However, she did not stand up. Instead, she looked up and asked, "The Third Young Master of the Qin Family?"
She recalled the last time she met Qin Yuan at the Fanjin Building. This Third Young Master was handsome and impeccable in his words and deeds. Whether it was his family background, status, appearance, or upbringing, he was a perfect match for Song Wanwan.
But Shen Zhixiu didn't want to talk to her about Qin Yuan. He took the lazy cat-like person into his arms and bent down to kiss her beautiful red lips.
“Qingqing…”
Su Qingyu was afraid that he would be impulsive, so she said coquettishly, "Don't make trouble, the month is still young."
Shen Zhixiu held the man tightly.
"I don't do anything, just...satisfy my cravings."
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