Chapter 13, doesn't this suit our sharp-tongued Young Master Yan quite well?
Ji Tanyuan wore a dark blue silk satin fitted long dress to the banquet, which perfectly showcased her waist and hip proportions.
Her hair was styled in an updo, and the jewelry around her neck was jadeite and gemstones, as were her bracelets—all of them imperial green with excellent translucency.
She turned around in front of the full-length mirror, then leaned closer to look at her makeup. Her eyelashes were clearly defined and looked beautiful.
The eyeshadow wasn't heavy, but it had a subtle shimmer—perfect. Her face already has a lot of definition, so she didn't need to wear heavy contouring or highlighting. That's why her makeup wasn't heavy, but it was still very pretty.
Ji Tanyuan's voice was gentle and sweet, with a touch of the charming sweetness of the Jiangnan water towns, "Zhong Yan, I envy you so much."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yan lifted his eyelids and said, "Are you envious that I married such a beautiful wife like you?"
Ji Tanyuan hummed in agreement, "We still have a tacit understanding, don't we?"
Zhong Yan stood up, bent down and kissed her forehead, "You're very lucky to have married someone as handsome as me."
So, these two narcissists actually found common ground on this matter.
Ji Tanyuan's clothes and accessories were all quite valuable.
Therefore, when the Zhong family confidants saw it, they were really shocked. This was too extravagant. Did Ji Tanyuan not know what kind of family she had married into? How could the Zhong family, which was so low-key, allow their daughter-in-law to be so wasteful?
The bracelet on her wrist was priceless, with excellent clarity. The jewelry around her neck was once a non-sale exhibit at an auction house, but now she was wearing it.
The news reached the Zhong family within two hours. Zhong Fangqi looked at his wife with a deep expression:
"Do you think I've been tricked by our youngest son? He's had his eye on Tan Yuan for a long time, yet he's allowed her to wear such ostentatious jewelry."
Would he really call his daughter-in-law to take it off? He's not that cautious or timid; he just can't stand this kind of behavior.
Zhou Yanyu glanced at him and said, "He probably doesn't dislike her. If Tan Yuan were less attractive, your son probably wouldn't be interested."
"Of course, if your son were also a little ugly, Tan Yuan probably wouldn't be so willing."
Zhong Fangqi disagreed with this statement, saying, "You're wrong. Even if our son isn't good-looking, he can still find a wife. Do you think looks are more attractive than power? As for family background, even if our son had a face full of pockmarks, he could still find a wife. Do you think their marriage was based on mutual affection?"
Zhou Yanyu took it seriously and realized that the man couldn't understand human speech, even an elderly person like Secretary Zhong.
"I said he can't get married? Of course I know that power is good. I meant that your son's marriage is so harmonious because he's handsome, not because it's a marriage of convenience."
"Otherwise, who could tolerate him with his bad habits? He's got a sharp tongue, just like you."
Zhong Fangqi was surprised to be scolded. "Zhou Yanyu, you are completely hurting innocent people. What does this have to do with me? Why don't you say that his handsomeness is inherited from me?"
Shameless! Zhou Yanyu didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she walked to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and lay down on the bed.
"sleep!"
Zhong Fangqi looked at his wife, who was lying with her back to him, and said, "Explain yourself clearly."
In response, Zhou Yanyu pulled the blanket over her head.
At that time, in the banquet hall
Ji Tanyuan was holding Zhong Yan's hand and talking to someone. The couple were loving, handsome and beautiful, a perfect match, and the two were undoubtedly the stars of the banquet.
Ji Tanyuan's features are gentle and kind, yet also possess a touch of arrogant nobility; this perfect balance of distance and closeness is just right.
"You know, the young ladies from Shanghai are so elegant and sophisticated. They're perfectly at ease being wives of wealthy men. Although they seem approachable, there's always a hint of meanness and aloofness in their bones," someone joked in the crowd.
"Doesn't this suit our sharp-tongued Young Master Yan perfectly?"
Gu Beiming stroked his chin and nodded in agreement, "Do you think that if the two of them get together, they'll have a heated discussion about Hujiang and Yanjing?"
Cheng Gengxu was speechless. "Aren't you bored?"
Gu Beiming shrugged. "Please, how can a couple only talk about serious topics at home? It's not like they're at work."
Who knows what will happen behind closed doors?
These words struck Shuyun like a dagger to her heart; what she feared most was that the two of them would develop feelings for each other over time.
"Can you please stop talking?" Shuyun said, sounding annoyed.
"It's never going to end. It's an arranged marriage. Zhong Yan said that divorce won't happen so quickly. It's not like he won't get divorced. How could he waste his whole life on someone like this?"
Gu Beiming: "Okay, I won't say anymore."
He tried to persuade the young lady once, but she wouldn't listen, so he gave up and decided she wouldn't give up until she hit a brick wall.
Zhao Qingye clicked his tongue, "It's all up to human effort; being destined to meet but not to be together is just an excuse."
Cheng Gengxu glanced at him, smiled, and said nothing.
Therefore, when faced with personal interests, they are capable of betraying anything, and they will not hesitate to use their friends as weapons.
In this marriage between wealthy families, apart from the direct beneficiaries, no one wanted to see the couple living in harmony.
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