Lan Tingche stopped folding clothes, pondered for a moment, and then said...
“Long’er has been accustomed to fine clothes and good looks since she was young. She likes to work outside, so I will be her support. Among the men that Long’er can come into contact with, I am definitely the most suitable for her…”
"But in storybooks, don't all those rich young ladies fall in love with... fall in love with scholars who have nothing?"
Lan Tingche chuckled twice upon hearing this.
"They're foolish, but how could Long'er be foolish?"
"Take silver as an example. If a man were to plead poverty with her, our Miss Huo could kick him eighteen thousand miles away."
Just then, a sound came from outside the window. Lan Tingche gestured for Lan Yi to hide, then opened the window, and a slightly flushed, drunken face peeked in.
"Brother Tingche."
"How did you get so drunk?"
The man poured Huo Xiaolong a cup of tea and wanted to open the door to let her in to rest, but the girl refused and reached out from the window to take the tea.
"I'm so happy."
"As long as our Long'er is happy, that's all that matters. But she shouldn't drink so much in the future."
Tingche's voice is pleasant to listen to, deep yet not serious, gentle and soft, which Huo Xiaolong loves.
The girl then took off her outer robe and placed it by the window, saying with a pitiful expression...
"The Shu brocade my mother made for me is ruined. I accidentally scratched it on the way back. Brother Tingche, can you sew it up for me? Otherwise I'll get scolded again tomorrow."
Looking at that pleading and aggrieved face, how could Lan Tingche disagree? So he nodded, pulled the clothes inside, then pushed open the door and watched the girl enter the room.
"Master," Lan Yi called out as she emerged from behind the screen.
"You see, this is what habit is. Feelings take time, there's no rush."
Lan Yi's biggest fear is that all her efforts will be in vain, and that she will end up seeing her beloved marry and have children with someone else. That feeling is not pleasant.
But for Lan Tingche, indifference and lack of action were even more unacceptable. Now, Long'er was used to him, used to his presence, and used to him making clothes for her.
Time will tell, the key is how to get past the Huo family father and son.
Oh, and those awful brothers-in-law too.
Thinking of this, Qinggui's composure faded, and he became quite agitated.
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