Seeing Meng Xun leave, Zhao Wan breathed a sigh of relief. Let's go. You don't have to come here again. She doesn't want to marry into the Meng family. She

doesn't want his atonement either.

A girl from the Zhao family doesn't have to be tied to a boy from the Meng family. She can raise the child by herself, and there's no need for this atonement.

Zhao Wan closed the door, stroked her belly gently, and walked back to the house slowly.

The next day, at 9:00 p.m.

The sun was bright and the sun was blazing.

At the gate of the Zhao family.

The old man of the Zhao family walked out of the gate, ready to take a carriage to the shop to take care of business.

As soon as he opened the curtain, a "thump" sound suddenly came from behind him.

Looking back, he saw Meng Xun kneeling on the ground, holding a brown-red wooden box in his hands. He said sincerely and loudly:

"I am here to pay my respects to Master Zhao. This box contains ten thousand taels of silver notes, which is my betrothal gift for proposing marriage today. I am willing to atone for my brother's sins and make up for all the losses of the Zhao family. I sincerely ask you to put aside the past grudges and marry Wanwan to me. I will treat her well in the future."

Master Zhao stood still, his eyes lingered on the brown-red wooden box for a moment, then moved down to Meng Xun's resolute cheek.

He said in a sullen voice, "You want me to put aside our past grudges for a mere 12,000 taels of silver? You Meng family are too contemptuous. I, the fourth son of the Zhao family, do not need the 12,000 taels of silver. Please go back, second young master." After

the old man of the Zhao family finished speaking with a sullen face, he got on the carriage and drove away.

The carriage had gone far away, but Meng Xun was still kneeling on the ground with his back straight.

The sun rose higher and higher above his head, and the sunlight became more and more dazzling. At noon, the scorching sunlight made it impossible to open one's eyes, and a layer of hot sweat flowed on the man's handsome face.

There were more and more pedestrians on the street. Passers-by talked a lot, pointing at Meng Xun who was kneeling on the ground and whispering.

Meng Xun held the box in both hands, not caring about the surprised looks of others.

Time passed slowly, the sun was setting, and the number of pedestrians gradually decreased.

Meng Xun knelt at the gate of the Zhao family for a whole day. He did not get up to eat. His cheeks were a little red from the sun, but his lips were pale and dry, and he looked almost bloodless.

When Chunyue passed by, she saw Meng Xun kneeling on the ground again.

She ran back to tell her mistress. After hearing this, Zhao Wan's eyes flickered slightly, her long eyelashes trembled twice, and her face did not seem to fluctuate much.

"Oh."

She responded lightly, and then she stopped talking.

After two quarters of an hour, while Chunyue was busy, Zhao Wan sneaked out. She walked to the gate, hid behind the door, and looked at the man kneeling on the ground through the crack of the door.

Seeing the man's dry lips and red face from the sun, the girl couldn't help but clench her two hands hanging at her side.

She thought he would not come again after he left last night.

Who knew he would come and kneel for a whole day today.

She had heard from Chunyue that Meng Xun prepared ten thousand taels of silver today to propose marriage as compensation, but her father ignored him.

If it were her, she would not want to pay attention to him.

He said he would atone for his brother's sins and make up for their Zhao family.

It sounded as if Zhao Wan couldn't find another man and couldn't get married, so she needed their Meng family to send another son-in-law to replace her.

Who cares about their Meng family's compensation?

If she wanted, she would definitely find a good husband in Anyang City.

Zhao Wan tightened her sleeves and secretly peeked at Meng Xun. Gradually, the sky darkened, and the man kneeling on the ground finally stood up.

Meng Xun went back with the brown-red wooden box. Zhao Wan looked at his receding back for a while before going back into the house.

The next day, Meng Xun came again.

He knelt at the door of the Zhao family early in the morning.

Today, he brought 50,000 taels of silver as a betrothal gift, and when the old man of the Zhao family left, he mentioned the marriage again.

Although the betrothal gift increased by 40,000 taels, the old man of the Zhao family still rejected Meng Xun with a cold face.

As a famous and wealthy businessman in Anyang City, he naturally would not be interested in the 40,000 taels.

From now on, all the wealth of the Zhao family belonged to Zhao Wan alone, and these 40,000 taels were like a drop in the bucket.

Mr. Zhao left angrily, and Meng Xun knelt at the gate of the Zhao family, holding a brown-red wooden box, just like he did yesterday.

The sunlight became more and more brilliant and dazzling. Meng Xun knelt from morning to night, and his eyes were dark from the sun. Looking at the objects in front of him, his vision was blurred.

At one o'clock in the morning, the sky was originally clear, but it suddenly changed. Dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, and heavy rain fell.

Meng Xun was exposed to the sun for a day, and was drenched by heavy rain.

His body was hot and cold. In less than half an hour, he began to feel cold and sneezed constantly.

With a "bang", Meng Xun, who was seeing black in front of his eyes, fell into the rain.

Chunyue, who was passing by, saw Meng Xun falling in the rain, and hurried back to tell Zhao Wan: "Miss, Miss, the second young master has fainted."

Chunyue's shouting reached Zhao Wan's ears before she entered the house.

Zhao Wan was holding a jar of sour plums in her hand. She had just opened the lid, and when she heard the news, her mind went blank and the sour plum jar in her hand fell to the ground.

With a "bang", the sour plum jar broke into pieces, and the plums inside rolled all over the ground.

Zhao Wan was stunned for a long time, then immediately turned around and walked out.

Chunyue followed closely and shouted from behind: "Miss, Miss, be careful, it's raining, I'll hold an umbrella for you."