Contentment with modest wealth

Chapter 119 What do you think of me?
Shen Qingzhou never imagined that she would hear the topic of engagement from Lu Jia.

He was truly stunned for a moment: "Why do you ask that?"

"Just answer me quickly."

Shen Qingzhou stared at her for a long while, then turned to look at the yellow leaves at her feet: "It's settled."

He was nineteen years old, came from a respectable background, and wasn't a true orphan, so naturally, many people wanted to arrange his marriage for him.

"Is that so?" Lu Jia withdrew her hand that had been supporting her chin.

She was never a deep person; her joy, anger, sorrow, and anger were always written on her face. At this moment, those two short words were half a response and half a sign of disappointment.

This sense of loss was like an oar, stirring up ripples in Shen Qingzhou's heart.

He couldn't help but explain, "Being engaged means that there was an engagement but it fell through."

so boring.

What's there to ask?

--No.

What's there to explain?

"It's over?" Lu Jia's dejected voice rose again. "How did it turn out to be over?"

Her voice suddenly rose, as if she were about to cheer for his failed marriage.

Shen Qingzhou said with a hint of annoyance, "The woman's family dislikes my health. They're all afraid I won't live long."

Is this something to be proud of?

We need to get to the bottom of this.

In fact, he not only placed the order, but placed it twice.

However, both engagements fell through before they could actually proceed.

And it's all ancient history.

"They must be blind!" Lu Jia slammed her hand on the table. "Illnesses can be treated, and health problems can be addressed! If they're truly interested in forming a union, how can they lack even this much sincerity? Unlike me..."

As she said this, she glanced across the street.

Shen Qingzhou's body involuntarily tensed up: "What do you want to do?"

Lu Jia cleared her throat twice and raised her face, which was full of smiles: "Qin Zhou, what are your thoughts on your marriage?"

Shen Qingzhou seemed to have been suddenly choked, and after a moment he said, "I have no idea."

He hadn't even thought about it.

"Then you can start thinking about it. You're nineteen already."

Lu Jia tugged at his sleeve and shook it gently: "Men should marry when they are of age, and women should marry when they are of age. You have to settle down eventually."

The lake in Shen Qingzhou's heart was shaken even more violently by this sway.

He gently tugged at his arm, but couldn't pull it out.

He could only look at her and ask, "What exactly do you want?"

He clearly wanted to be fierce, but seeing her bright, sparkling eyes, his momentum was already greatly diminished before he could even utter a word.

Lu Jia coughed twice more, lowered her head, and hummed something.

Shen Qingzhou swallowed hard: "What did you say? I didn't hear you."

Lu Jia glanced at him, then raised her flushed face and asked, "So, what do you think of me?"

The autumn wind whips up fallen leaves that dance incessantly before my eyes.

The sickly young master Shen was almost knocked down by the autumn wind.

His gaze fell on Lu Jia's face, and the invisible hand gripping her neck seemed to tighten its grip even more.

What does she mean?

He was just a housekeeper she hired; how could her employer ask him such a question?

He reached out and placed his hand on Lu Jia's forehead. Lu Jia exclaimed and shook his head, knocking his hand away: "I don't have a fever. I'm serious. I think you're fine. What do you think of me?"
"Look at my Xie family, we're well-off, not rich but not poor either. If I were to propose marriage to you, I wonder if you..."

Lu Jia glanced over at the opportune moment with a "tender and affectionate" look.

She's been through it all.

Although I lack practical experience, I understand everything I need to know.

I'm not good at proposing marriage myself. But what can I do?

From the moment she voluntarily went to the capital, Jiang's behavior would inevitably be affected. No matter how capable she was, she couldn't predict exactly what Jiang would do. She made thorough preparations to prevent Jiang from using her as a substitute bride, but there was still the possibility of unexpected events.

Of course, she could have avoided the situation by delaying her return home to some extent, but Jiang had already found Shawan, and she could no longer hide.

She couldn't let Jiang push her around, so she had to find the time to return to the mansion herself.

The best way to minimize this danger is, of course, to solve the problem at its root.

If she gets engaged, even if Madam Jiang wants to make a move on her, she'll have to see if the Yan family is willing to get involved.

After all, in her previous life she married into the Yan family as an unmarried woman, and the Yan family still harbored resentment towards her.

So she needs to find herself a fiancé.

At present, Qin Zhou is the most suitable candidate!
Of course, he has to agree.

Shen Qingzhou watched her acting, which was even more raw than half-cooked rice, yet her face still looked as if it had been scalded with hot oil.

"What nonsense?"

I knew from the start that she was completely unreliable!
Listen to what she's saying!

She's a young lady!

She should have waited patiently for her suitor to propose, rather than lowering herself to show affection.

Moreover, she is her own employer; how could she say such things to a hired housekeeper?

Shen Qingzhou turned her back.

Lu Jia took the first step, having already regained her composure. "How can this be nonsense? Don't you think I'm good enough for you?"

"you shut up!"

Shen Qingzhou, feeling agitated, stood up.

How did things get to this point?
He just wanted to help her!

He just felt sorry for her. She had died so tragically in her previous life, and so many people were bullying her in this life. He figured he should at least do a good deed to the end.

He didn't want her, and he didn't want anything from her!
"Qin Zhou!"

Lu Jia wasn't afraid of his fierceness. She knew he was just a paper tiger!
Lu Jia drew out her words, then walked around to the front of him, stood on tiptoe, and tried to look him in the eye: "If you think there's anything wrong with me, you can say so, and I'll change it if I can."

Since it's a marriage proposal with the intention of getting married, of course, changes should be made if possible to show sincerity.

As for things that can't be changed... well, we'll deal with that later!

The light made her face look rosy and soft.

What could be wrong with someone like her?
All the blood in his body rushed to Shen Qingzhou's chest, and his hands were clenched into fists, hidden by his sleeves.

“You’re the employer, what kind of image would it be to marry a butler? Besides, you’re the eldest daughter of the Lu family, we’re not a good match. Don’t say things like that again.”

He never imagined that he would discuss such a topic with her.
“No, no,” Lu Jia said. “All you ever say is no, just like my dad.”

Shen Qingzhou opened her mouth, then closed it again.

When she spoke again, her voice was much weaker. "You should be more reserved."

"If I'm a little reserved, will you get engaged to me?" Lu Jia crossed her arms.

Shen Qingzhou choked and had no choice but to turn her body away again.

Lu Jia grabbed his sleeve: "Stop spinning, or you'll turn into a spinning top."

Helplessly pulled back, Shen Qingzhou met her gaze. She was beaming with a bright smile, as radiant as a delicate and beautiful lotus blooming in the vast lotus field of Shawan.