The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Just as Shen Zhiyi was about to turn her back on her, her sister-in-law grabbed her.

Shake his head.

It wouldn't look good if things got messy on the engagement day.

We must not cause trouble.

If you're going to get angry, you have to wait until after the engagement is finalized and the guests have left.

Shen Zhiyi couldn't stand it and was about to lash out when she heard a woman's gentle voice from outside.

"With so many people, did I arrive at the wrong time?"

Shen Zhiyi's eyes suddenly lit up.

No, you've come at the perfect time!
There were many people inside, but Yu Tingwan wasn't in a hurry to go in and leaned against the door.

The girl was fair-skinned, with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, giving her a delicate and gentle charm. She carried a substantial-looking gift wrapped in red paper.

Grandma Ge didn't know her.

Yu Tingwan was dressed in fine silks and satins, looking exceptionally noble. But how many of the guests present today were not noble?
They're just eager to befriend Yi-jie!
Grandma Ge didn't take it too seriously. She looked at Madam Shen next to Yu Tingwan and called her by name.

"Chao Ru, you need to keep an eye on your daughter-in-law. Otherwise, she might start to overstep her bounds."

Madam Shen: "I chose my daughter-in-law myself. She is perfect in every way, and I don't need outsiders to give her any advice."

Old Mrs. Ge was humiliated; how could she be happy?

"Your elders' teachings are sufficient for you to follow!"

When she turned pale, Madam Shen was still somewhat afraid.

Yu Tingwan asked in a low voice, "Shen Zhiyi, who is this old bastard?"

Shen Zhiyi: ...

You are still you.

She smiled and said, "My grandfather's sister."

Yu Tingwan understood, and Shen Zhiyi complained to her many times.

"I remember."

"When she learned that you and Chu Liulang had broken off your engagement, she came over specifically to say that you couldn't even keep a man, and that she was the one who was destined to be unhappy."

"is her."

Grandma Ge's smile froze.

I regret it too.

Little did she know that Shen Zhiyi would have such good fortune.

Shen Zhiyi: "She set rules for her daughter-in-law years ago, which ultimately led to the death of both mother and child."

Yu Tingwan glanced sideways.

"She's a wicked mother-in-law herself, so she probably wishes everyone was as malicious as her. Look at her attitude and tone, I thought she was your own grandmother, otherwise why would she come here to show off her power?"

Shen Zhiyi replied casually, "My grandmother is dead."

Yu Tingwan: "Oh."

Shen Zhiyi: "My grandfather also died."

Yu Tingwan: "Oh."

Yu Tingwan was puzzled: "Then why didn't she die?"

Yu Tingwan looked at Grandma Ge: "You're quite the livelier."

Grandma Ge was furious: ? ? !
"you!"

Madam Shen: "Aunt, this is the General's wife."

Grandma Ge immediately turned off the fire.

"The General's wife."

Yu Tingwan asked again, "What is she doing here?"

Shen Zhiyi helped answer: "He brought a group of people here so I could find a way out."

Yu Tingwan said gently, "You've only just gotten engaged, and you're already asking me to beg my future husband's family? You're more bloodsucking than leeches in the field. How can you, as a junior, be so ungrateful?"

Yu Tingwan: "The old lady only asked you for help because you married well."

These words softened Old Madam Ge's expression slightly. She straightened her clothes, raised her sharp face, and nodded: "That's right! What you said makes sense, Madam."

Yu Tingwan: "It's just a few official positions, right? Several relatives of the Shen family who are not even remotely related to you have spoken up. If Xiao Huaiyan really cares about you, he should find a way to help you."

“They want to be the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery. Your father-in-law should give up his position and let these dog-headed and ghost-faced things from who-knows-where climb on his head.”

Who's as sarcastic as you?

Everyone's expressions changed.

"Madam, you shouldn't say that. We didn't mean it that way."

Yu Tingwan said she couldn't hear him.

"If you're going to ask someone for something, you have to be sincere."

Wh...what?

The girl spoke politely: "Even beggars on the street kneel and kowtow several times when asking for help. Who's as rude as you?"

"Aren't you leaving yet? Waiting for me to kick you out?"

Shen Zhiyi smiled.

She really enjoyed it.

Only after the annoying person left in a huff did she pick up her fan and walk over.

"What are you carrying?" Yu Tingwan casually tossed the things to her.

Shen Zhiyi was caught off guard and almost dropped the heavy object to the ground.

Yu Tingwan: "I'm a simple and unpretentious person, and I don't know anything about jewelry. But I can't just come empty-handed and give you a gold bar."

Shen Zhiyi: ...

Thicker than her neck... plain and unadorned?
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Meanwhile, the people from the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence were already preparing to depart.

Xiao Huaiyan mounted his horse, leading the way with great confidence. Behind him stretched a long, unseen betrothal gift.

But he was very nervous and kept talking to Ning Yunling beside him.

"Do I look alright today?"

Xiao Huaiyan: "Am I handsome?"

That's insane.

Ning Yunling's brows were furrowed tightly.

"excuse me, may I ask."

Ning Yunling: "I've been staying home these past few days and haven't gone out. How did you end up getting together with that shrew Shen Zhiyi?"

Xiao Huaiyan: ?
"Are you looking for death if you talk about me in front of me?"

Just kidding, Ning Yunling wouldn't be afraid of him.

"My cousin is right behind me, go ahead and mess with me if you dare!"

Ning Yunling really didn't understand.

"Shen Zhiyi pressured you? That shouldn't be the case; she shouldn't even be interested in you."

Xiao Huaiyan: ? ? ?
"You are dismissed."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ning Yunling thought he was right.

“We’re not exactly close. But three years ago, when I was drinking with Shen Zhiyi, you came over to check on me and took us all home one by one…”

Xiao Huaiyan glanced at him: "You were just a side trip."

Ning Yunling: ?

He didn't quite believe it.

“Once, we had an argument and she was about to hit me. You came over to break it up. Wasn’t it because you were afraid she would hurt me?”

Xiao Huaiyan looked at him with amusement.

“I’m afraid it will hurt her hand if I hit you.”

You son of a bitch.

Ning Yunling was so angry she almost laughed.

"And when she came to my house to meet someone before, you came too. Weren't you concerned about my marriage?"

Xiao Huaiyan didn't take it to heart: "Your mother likes her. If you two get together, what does it have to do with me?"

Who's as ruthless as you?

The journey took nearly an hour.

When they arrived, there were already quite a few people waiting in front of the Shen family's house.

One of them was a man and a tiger.

It was the first time Yu Tingwan had ever seen a wealthy family propose marriage, and she found it all quite novel as she squeezed into the crowd.

She saw Xiao Huaiyan on a tall horse. He was dressed in bright, festive clothes.

Ning Yunling, who was standing to the side, was ignored by Yu Tingwan.

She looked behind her.

Further back.

It is a sedan chair.

Rong Di stood beside the sedan chair.

The matchmaker walked over, bowed to the crowd at the gate, and said loudly.

"The Xiao family of the Marquis of Zhongyong has come to offer betrothal gifts."

Yu Tingwan stared intently.

Jiashan walked over and, seeing her expression, felt that she had wronged Yu Tingwan.

Yao Yao did not propose marriage or hold a grand wedding.

Then, Yu Tingwan turned her head and, unusually, took the initiative to speak to her.

"Do you think it looks like...?"

"like what?"

Yu Tingwan raised her hand and pointed at Xiao Huaiyan: "Groom."

Jiashan: "He can be considered one of them today."

Yu Tingwan then pointed to the sedan chair behind Xiao Huaiyan.

Slow and sluggish.

"bride."

(End of this chapter)