Lu Yanqing stopped in his tracks at the door, lowering his long eyelashes, while Zhang Ruyu beside him swallowed hard.
This couple... they're already married, so why are they so popular with suitors?
Why is the market so good?
Lu Yanqing raised his eyes, his gaze as deep as an ancient pool falling on Boss Mo, who was coughing violently.
Mo felt a little guilty, so he quickly lowered his head and shut up.
Mr. Wen, I'm giving you a heads-up.
You just didn't hear it.
Mo thought to himself.
A gentle breeze was blowing.
Zhuang Ru looked at Wen Nan across from him, speechless.
The five people outside each had their own thoughts.
"If I go with you, what position will Young Master Zhuang promise me? The eldest wife of the Zhuang family?" Wen Nan tilted her head slightly, her eyes, like a spring of water, narrowed slightly, curving into crescent shapes.
Zhuang Ru paused.
Wen Nan has been married before, so whether she is a virgin or not is not important.
The crucial point is... Wen Nan has already been married.
How can I be worthy of being his legal wife?
The air seemed to freeze in the walkway outside the cabin.
Mo Laoda exchanged glances with his two underlings beside him.
Could it be that Boss Wen really wants to replace Scholar Lu and go after that Young Master Zhuang inside?
That's incredibly immoral!
Should they still follow Wen Nan?
But Wennan pays money.
The three people pondered.
Lu Yanqing brushed his fingertips over the blank, deep blue sachet tied to his waist.
He lowered his eyes, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye slanted slightly downwards.
Zhang Ruyu, who was standing next to Lu Yanqing, looked at him with sympathy.
He swallowed hard... What... what is all this about?
Lu Yanqing remained steadfast and did not seduce the embroiderer.
Is Wen Nan tempted by money and ready to follow Zhuang Ru?
However… knowing Wen Nan’s personality, Zhang Ruyu felt that things were definitely not that simple.
In the stillness, the sky gradually darkened, revealing a sky full of twinkling stars; tomorrow would be another sunny day.
Zhuang Ru looked up at Wen Nan and said, "I've bought a house outside, with elegant scenery, all furnished to your liking..."
Wen Nan's question is whether Zhuang Ru wants to marry her as his legal wife.
Zhuang Ru's answer.
Wen Nan suddenly chuckled, "Zhuang Ru, do you perhaps have some serious illness?"
"They kept saying that I had been wronged, and that they would take me away and make me divorce Lu Yanqing."
He spoke with genuine feeling.
Wen Nan had already set out all the chopsticks and bowls in front of her.
She tilted her head slightly, a gentle breeze caressing her face. It was almost time; Lu Yanqing would be back soon.
She didn't have time to chat idly with Zhuang Ru.
The meal is ready.
Wen Nanxing's eyes were slightly closed. She crossed her arms and leaned against the kitchen wall.
"But you actually want me to be your mistress?" Wen Nan raised an eyebrow slightly.
Zhuang Ru's face froze for a moment. "Come with me first, and I'll reveal your identity to the public later. Anan?"
Zhuang Ru kept calling him "Anan".
Wen Nan couldn't take it anymore, so she reached out and picked up the broom from the kitchen.
Without turning around, it struck Zhuang Ru, the dust soiling his black brocade robe.
Zhuang Ru hadn't expected Wen Nan to be so rude. Zhuang Ru's attendant shouted, "What are you doing?"
Wen Nan gripped the broom tighter, and the falling broom seemed to carry an invisible force, striking Zhuang Ru's body again and again.
The attendants were also hit.
The attendant pulled Zhuang Ru around in the courtyard.
Zhuang Ru never expected that the rude woman in front of him was actually Wen Nan.
He never expected Wen Nan to actually attack him!
"Advise me to divorce my husband? To divorce you? You wish, you're dreaming." Wen Nan pursed her lips, the mocking curve at the corner of her mouth making no attempt to hide it.
In his panic, Zhuang Ru caught a glimpse of Wen Nan's mocking expression.
He was stunned.
He's now the head of the bookmaker and a rising star in the industry; he came to see Wen Nan with ulterior motives...
If Wen Nan weren't still somewhat useful, why would he lower himself to come and find her?
She's already been married once, and her reputation isn't good. It's already a bargain for Wen Nan to be her mistress!
Zhuang Ru gritted his teeth slightly as he dodged Wen Nan's broom that came flying at him.
“Anan, think it over carefully. If you follow me, I will definitely not let you do these things.” Zhuang Ru’s voice was calm as he stood in front of Wen Nan.
Wen Nan sneered and swung the broom down without hesitation.
The attendants in front of him pulled Zhuang Ru around, trying to dodge them.
“Anan, you weren’t like this before… why are you acting like a shrew now…”
Zhuang Ru's voice was incoherent; he had no idea how pathetic he looked as he dodged and weaved around the courtyard.
It's just like a clown.
"A shrew? I'll show you what a shrew is." Wen Nan's broom landed with pinpoint accuracy on Zhuang Ru's body, each blow hitting its mark.
Zhuang Ru was hit several times, and he let out a muffled groan.
"Let's go." Zhuang Ru said, as if he were an attendant beside him.
Zhuang Ru and his two attendants fled from the courtyard as if escaping. Zhuang Ru's dark brocade robe was covered in dust, and the marks left by the dust were clearly visible.
Zhuang Ru's meticulously combed hair had a few strands fall out, and he was panting heavily from running.
Zhuang Ru looked up and saw Lu Yanqing standing in front of him.
Wennan did not give up.
Zhuang Ru felt disgusted with himself.
She would never let Zhuang Ru go while Lu Yanqing was away!
Wen Nan also ran out of the yard and stood at the door.
Lu Yanqing and Zhang Ruyu stood in front, while Zhuang Ru and his entourage were sandwiched in the middle.
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