The study in Mingsongtang is more than twice as large as that in Huichunyuan.
On both sides of the room are books and paintings on one side and swords, spears, and halberds on the other. The scholarly atmosphere and the solemn and murderous aura form a strange balance in this study.
Song Huan caught a glimpse of the cold weapons on the opposite wall, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly. It was terrible. She felt pressured just by looking at these things.
Pei Yan and Song Huan sat side by side. Not a single change in Song Huan escaped his eyes. Seeing her face turn pale for a moment, his eyes were unclear, but his tone contained a hint of doting, "Huan'er, what's wrong? Are you cold?"
Song Huan's scalp went numb: "..." Boss, could you please not scare me out of the blue?
This guy really tried his best to win over Qin Chengyu, and was even willing to act out a loving scene with her.
However, Song Huan was happy to cooperate. She hadn't completed any of her daily tasks for the day yet. A loving couple would be more helpful in completing her tasks.
Song Huan turned and smiled at Pei Yan, "It's not cold."
The sunlight that squeezed in through the window fell squarely on Song Huan's bright and pretty face. Even her eyes seemed to be hidden in the fragmented light, gentle and moving.
Pei Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a moment of obsession flashed in his eyes.
"It's just that it's a bit cold outside, and I haven't recovered from the cold since I came into the house so suddenly."
As Song Huan spoke, he reached out to hold Pei Yan's left hand which was placed on the table. "Love is real, and some physical contact makes it look like love."
But as soon as her warm hand touched the back of Pei Yan's hand, she wanted to withdraw it...
Holy shit…
Is this guy a human-shaped ice sculpture?
There were two tall copper stoves on both sides of the study. She felt sweating as soon as she stepped into the room. Pei Yan's hands were so cold that it was outrageous!
The soft touch made Pei Yan's body stiffen slightly. He was about to pull his hand away with a cold face, but he heard Qin Chengyu suddenly cough lightly, "Oh my, you young people, an old man like me is almost too embarrassed to look at you."
Upon hearing this, Song Huan quickly withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes, seeming to be shy.
But at this moment, the heat in the room turned two red spots on her cheeks, making her look like a shy little girl.
Pei Yan slowly regained his composure, and looking at Song Huan like this... he couldn't help but hum in his heart: Pretending.
But he still had a faint smile on his face, and his voice was gentle, "Huan'er has always been thin-skinned, Master Qin, please don't tease me."
System: "The capture target "Pei Yan"'s favorability towards you has changed." "Favourability +28."
Song Huan: "...it's still a positive number, no worries."
System: "...Dear, you have such a good attitude."
Song Huan: "Haha, just so-so."
Can you live with a bad attitude?
If she didn't have a good attitude when she met a fickle man like Pei Yan, she would be scared to death by him.
Now that Qin Chengyu is here, no matter whether Pei Yan's favorability towards her increases or decreases, at least she can keep her life.
Seeing the affectionate look between the two, Qin Chengyu smiled even more lovingly, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you newlyweds anymore."
After saying that, he paused and turned to look at Song Huan, "Huan'er, Uncle Qin actually came back to give you a dowry."
"Dowry?" Song Huan raised his eyes, his eyes shining.
To be honest, the Song family was extremely stingy towards the original body...
The dowry she gave to the original body contained nothing of value, and she even embezzled the betrothal gift Pei Yan had sent to the Song family...
Qin Chengyu nodded. "These are some shops and properties that your mother entrusted to Uncle Qin to look after."
"At that time, your maternal grandfather's family suddenly encountered disaster, and your mother was pregnant with you. She had no time to take care of the Shen family's business, so she temporarily handed the Shen family's business to me to help her look after it. At that time, I had just taken over Shangbao Manor and decided to move to the Jiangnan area. I was quite busy and it took me a full year to settle down. A year later, I came to Beijing to hand over the Shen family's business to your mother, but your mother didn't want to take it."
Qin Chengyu couldn't help but sigh when she mentioned this. "Since she didn't want to accept it, I could have helped her keep an eye on it for a few more years. Who would have thought... that after this, it would never be returned to your mother. Ten years ago, before your mother's accident, she sent a letter to Uncle Qin. The letter said that after you get married, Huan'er, all the Shen family's property would be used as your dowry."
Song Huan: “…” Oh my god.
Is she going to get rich overnight?
Qin Chengyu saw Song Huan's stunned look and chuckled. She took out a slightly worn letter from her bosom and said, "This is the last letter your mother sent me. The entire Shen family's fortune is written on it. Take a look, Huan'er."
Song Huan's heartbeat suddenly quickened, throbbing so hard that it almost jumped out of his throat.
She took the envelope with trembling hands.
Both the envelope cover and the letter paper inside were a bit worn, and you could tell at a glance that someone had taken it out and read it frequently.
Song Huan opened the letter and unfolded it, but found that the content of the letter was incoherent and began with a line of words: Qin Xiaoyu, you must remember what I say.
What followed was a detailed list of the Shen family's assets.
Song Huan glanced at Qin Chengyu: "..." A letter only contains a list of property?
Qin Chengyu turned away. "There are some other unimportant things. Your mother loves to speak without restraint, so Uncle Qin has to save some face. Uncle Qin will... not show them to Huan'er."
Song Huan pursed her lips and nodded, "Okay, Uncle Qin, I understand."
Qin Chengyu: "..." Who just said Huan'er was thin-skinned?
But there was only one page of property list, so Song Huan didn't dare to read the letter carefully. If the owner of Shangbao Manor, a man as rich as a country, wanted to embezzle the small amount of money left to her by her mother, she would not come to the capital to look for her.
Song Huan closed the letter as soon as he opened it, saying nonchalantly, "In that case, I won't read this list. Mother believes in Uncle Qin, so I believe in Uncle Qin too."
Pei Yan looked at Song Huan in surprise, and the doubts in his heart began to swirl again. This was not something Song Huan would say.
"Excellent!" Qin Chengyu clapped her hands in admiration. "Huan'er's straightforward nature is just like your mother's!"
Like the young Shen Hui Niang?
This little woman is very cunning, she might not be really straightforward at the moment...
However, since he was able to gain Qin Chengyu's trust, he was worth keeping alive.
Pei Yan smiled with his eyes half closed.
System: "The capture target "Pei Yan"'s favorability towards you has changed." "Favourability +39."
Song Huan: “…” Is it poisonous?
What is increasing the favorability at this time?
Could it be that Pei Yan likes girls who despise money?
Song Huan suddenly felt unhappy.
The author has something to say: Song Huan: I regard money as dirt (not really!).
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