Cheng Muyun released Liang Shaozun's collar and walked up to Cheng Wenyun. "Wenyun, do you know what you're saying?"
Cheng Wenyun looked at Cheng Muyun and said loudly, "I know, of course I know. I have liked Brother Shaozun since I was a child, and I want to marry him."
Cheng Muyun grabbed Cheng Wenyun's shoulders anxiously, "He's not! He..."
Just as Cheng Muyun was about to reveal the truth, Xu Zhuohua quickly stepped forward and pulled him away.
"I'm sorry, he's drunk and not quite sober."
Cheng Muyun shook off Xu Zhuohua's arm with great force, showing that he was very angry.
"No means no!"
Xu Zhuohua pulled the unsteady Cheng Muyun into her arms, held his head in her hands, and smiled awkwardly, "Haha, he's drunk and talking nonsense. Deputy Director Chen, could you please accompany me to take him back to his room?"
Cheng Muyun struggled, and Xiao Wuxin came to help. Xu Zhuohua covered his mouth, and Cheng Muyun obediently went upstairs.
After putting Cheng Muyun on the bed, Xu Zhuohua called Chen Hede to stop.
"Isn't this Liang Shaozun an imposter? He shouldn't know Cheng Wenyun, so why would he make such a rude request in front of Madam Cheng?"
Chen Hede stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, "Actually, he knows Cheng Wenyun."
"ah?"
Through Chen Hede's explanation, Xu Zhuohua glimpsed a bit of the truth.
The fake Liang Shaozun met Cheng Wenyun at the old man's birthday banquet last time.
At that time, Cheng Wenyun thought he was real.
Later, Liang Shaozun would often find excuses to go to the old man's place and occasionally meet with Cheng Wenyun.
The fake Liang Shaozun's task is to imitate the real Liang Shaozun, otherwise Director Liang might fire him. However, Liang Shaozun is conflicted about imitating someone he doesn't respect.
Cheng Muyun and Chen Hede only used him as a tool, and the Liang family used him as a substitute.
Only Cheng Wenyun treated him differently; she genuinely admired and liked Liang Shaozun.
Cheng Wenyun was like a sunflower, warming Liang Shaozun's cold heart.
It's perfectly normal for a young lady who has been confined to her mansion for years to be naive and fall for a considerate man.
"Wait a minute, what did you just say?" Xu Zhuohua thought she had misheard.
“I said, Miss Cheng has it tough too. She’s been locked up in the house and can only see Liang Shaozun, the only man she sees.”
"Are you saying that Cheng Wenyun has been imprisoned by Old Master Cheng all along?"
Chen Hede looked around and lowered his voice, "This is just my guess."
Xu Zhuohua recalled the scene of Old Master Cheng holding Cheng Wenyun's hand, which further confirmed her suspicions.
However, she couldn't tell Chen Hede her guess, because it concerned Cheng Wenyun's reputation.
"Yes, thank you for today."
Chen Hede stared straight at Xu Zhuohua, his eyes filled with suppressed emotions. He said softly, "Miss Xu, you look beautiful today."
Xu Zhuohua was thinking about Cheng Wenyun and didn't notice Chen Hede's affectionate face. "How could Xi Niangzi not be beautiful? Besides, I am beautiful to begin with."
Chen Hede smiled, clenched his fist in his sleeve, sighed, and patted Xu Zhuohua on the shoulder.
"Watching you get married is just like witnessing my own sister getting married."
Xu Zhuohua finally looked up and met her gaze. She smiled and said, "Then just treat me like your sister. Anyway, I have many brothers, so one more won't make a difference."
Chen Hede curled his lips into a smile, which Xu Zhuohua didn't even realize was bitter: "Fine, call me Big Brother, and I'll protect you for the rest of my life."
"Okay, thank you very much, brother."
Xu Zhuohua saw Chen Hede off. When she went upstairs, she saw many people on the first floor.
With a gossipy mind, Xu Zhuohua stood on the stairs and listened for a while.
Madam Cheng held Cheng Wenyun's hand, and Liang Shaozun sat opposite them, with Cheng Yuguang, whose face was ashen, sitting between them.
Madam Cheng's attitude was quite clear; she probably wanted to grant Cheng Wenyun's wish, as Cheng Wenyun likely took Liang Shaozun seriously.
Anyway, the person who is least willing to accept this right now is Cheng Yuguang.
"Wen Yun has only just turned eighteen. Isn't it a bit premature to talk about these things now?"
Madam Cheng said, "It's getting late. We got married when we were sixteen. Wenjun is eighteen now. Besides, isn't Zhuohua also eighteen this year?"
"That's because Mu Yun is twenty-four and can't delay any longer. How old is Shao Zun? Is he even twenty?"
Liang Shaozun bowed his head respectfully, "Uncle Cheng, I will be twenty-one years old soon."
Madam Cheng clapped her hands and said, "Look, they're three years apart, that's a perfect match."
In a secluded corner where no one paid attention, Xu Zhuohua counted on her fingers: Cheng Muyun, this guy who's an old cow eating young grass, is actually so much older than me.
Cheng Yuguang was still unwilling, saying, "Let Wenjun spend more time with the old man, there's no rush."
Upon hearing this, Xu Zhuohua immediately looked at Cheng Wenyun's expression. She seemed hesitant to speak, unwilling but not daring to express herself.
Based on Chen Hede's words, Xu Zhuohua became even more certain that Cheng Wenyun had definitely been imprisoned by Old Master Cheng.
In the name of filial piety.
Even Madam Cheng was helpless.
Therefore, in order for her daughter to escape the old man's clutches, Madam Cheng argued with the old man in public.
That's why Madam Cheng agreed to Liang Shaozun's proposal to marry Cheng Wenyun.
What exactly did Grandpa Cheng do to make a mother go to such lengths?
Madam Cheng clenched her fists, her back stiffening. "No, Wenjun has been with Old Master Cheng for many years. People have been lining up to propose to her, but the old master just won't agree. Haven't you ever wondered why?"
Cheng Yuguang frowned. "What else could it be? Wenjun has been with the old man since she was a child. It's normal for him to be reluctant to part with her."
Madam Cheng suddenly stood up abruptly. "So you're going to drag her from fifteen to eighteen, from a girl to a woman? Let those suitors wear down the threshold, let others gossip about Wenyun behind her back? You only have one daughter, are you really willing to let her live like this for the rest of her life?"
"Why are we bringing this up again? If Wenjun doesn't like living in the old house, she can always move back to the Cheng Mansion."
Madam Cheng's anger flared even more. "Fine, I've been prepared for this for a long time. Go tell the old man that Wenjun will no longer be going to the old house. See if he agrees."
Cheng Yuguang also stood up, and the two were about to start arguing when Cheng Wenyun stood up.
"Father, Mother, please don't fight over me. I'm going back to the old house tomorrow."
Madam Cheng immediately hugged Cheng Wenjun's shoulders, "No, my good child, I will never let you go back."
Then, Madam Cheng glanced at Cheng Yuguang and looked at Liang Shaozun. "Shaozun, you've been with Wenyun since she was little. I agree. Bring the betrothal gifts to our home tomorrow."
Liang Shaozun nodded quickly.
Cheng Yuguang said, "He is not Liang Shaozun!"
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