Hua Fushu was suspicious and asked, "Second Young Master, how did you recognize my identity?"

The corners of Ye Zelin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He walked gently to the table and pulled out a wooden stool, "Sister Fushu, please sit down."

Hua Fushu observed his actions vigilantly, but did not notice anything unusual.

She pondered for a moment, and then sat on the second wooden bench away from Ye Zelin.

Ye Zelin didn't seem to care about her actions and just smiled indifferently.

He did not sit on the wooden bench next to Hua Fushu, but chose a seat slightly away from her.

Hua Fushu raised her legs slightly and shook the folding fan gently. She didn't feel any nervousness at all because a man and a woman were alone in a room. Ye Zelin didn't show any embarrassment, just looked at her with a slight smile.

Soon, a delicate-looking maid brought tea.

The maid placed the tea on the table, then bowed slightly and said, "Sir, please leave."

Ye Zelin nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, girl."

The maid lowered her head shyly and left the room in a hurry.

Hua Fushu looked at the refreshments on the table and deliberately joked: "The second young master is really an elegant man. He is surrounded by beautiful friends. He is really blessed."

After hearing this, Ye Zelin just smiled lightly and did not give any explanation.

He picked up the blue and white porcelain teapot, filled two teacups, and placed a cup of tea in front of Hua Fushu with his own hands: "Sister Fushu, please use tea."

Hua Fushu looked at the tea soup in front of her, but had no intention of drinking it.

She pushed the red bean cake in front of her slightly and said, "My little sister is neither thirsty nor hungry. Second Young Master, you should enjoy it yourself."

At this time, Hua Fushu was even more confused.

She thought that her identity had not revealed any flaws, but Ye Zelin seemed to have seen through everything.

She decided to ask him directly, "Second Young Master, how did you guess my identity? I don't think I have revealed any flaws."

Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing from the private room next door.

The sound of the music was like the cacophony of big strings like a torrential rain, and the jittering of small strings like whispers, playing in an intricate manner, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate.

Hua Fushu originally wanted to interrupt the pipa sound. After all, it is not good to interfere with other people's business.

However, the pipa sound was so beautiful that she resisted the urge and listened carefully.

While Ye Zelin was sipping tea and enjoying the pipa music, his eyes would glance at Hua Fushu from time to time, full of curiosity and doubt.

There were many questions in his mind: She didn't look like she was coming to the brothel for the first time. Did she come alone or with a companion?

The sound of the pipa fell, and Hua Fushu came back to consciousness from the beautiful music, only to find Ye Zelin staring at her with a strange expression.

She couldn't help but become vigilant, Ye Zelin's behavior made her feel uneasy.

She said coldly: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Zelin realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly looked away. He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, cleared his throat and said, "Does Sister Fu Shu also understand the language of Pipa?"

Hua Fushu actually didn't understand the language of Pipa, she just thought the music was pleasant.

However, Ye Zelin's direct gaze made her feel uncomfortable and she couldn't help but become vigilant.

She wondered in her mind: What is Ye Zelin's intention? She couldn't take it lightly.

So she said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

Ye Zelin was slightly startled and said calmly: "I saw that Sister Fushu was fascinated by what she heard. I thought, Sister Fushu, you know the language of the pipa."

Hua Fushu has been thinking about it for a long time, and the matter of breaking off the engagement should be resolved as soon as possible.

She was not familiar with Ye Zelin and didn't want to waste words with him.

Just when she was about to talk about breaking off the engagement, Ye Zelin spoke first: "Sister Fu Shu, do you really want to know how I found out your identity?"

Hua Fushu no longer wanted to ask this question, but Ye Zelin started to explain: "When Mama Sai asked you what your last name was, you said your name was Hua Yingjun. Do you know that Hua Yingjun was the name used by your father when he and my father were sworn brothers?" It’s a pseudonym, and you happen to be from Su Nian.”

Hua Fushu's eyes widened in disbelief, "You know my identity just because of these few words? Impossible."

Ye Zelin said again, "Of course I can't identify you with just a few words. However, there are not many, or even none, Chinese surnames in Su Nian. This is just one of them. The second is your eyes. I have been with you for more than ten years." I haven't seen you before, so of course I can't recognize you at first sight. However, your eyes look more and more familiar to me, they are exactly the same as Uncle Hua Shi, and your hostility towards Feixu is enough to make me doubt your identity."

Hua Fushu's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, "How dare you determine my identity based on just these few words? This is impossible."

Ye Zelin said calmly, "Of course, I can't identify you with just these few words. However, within Su Nian's area, there are not many people with the surname Hua, it can even be said that there are none at all. This is just the first point. The second point is your eyes. Although we haven’t met for more than ten years, I didn’t recognize you when I first saw you. However, your eyes made me feel special. Familiar, exactly the same as Uncle Hua Shi. Coupled with your hostility towards Feixu, I have doubts about you."

Hua Fushu smiled softly, "Am I hostile to that woman? Mr. Ye, are you thinking too much? You are not like me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Fushu realized that he had said the wrong thing.

They have not yet broken off their engagement.

Ye Zelin immediately looked at Hua Fushu, who turned her head to avoid his gaze.

Ye Zelin continued, "Thirdly, when I mentioned that Mrs. Qi Die's daughter is my fiancée, you looked panicked and your eyes flickered. If you are not Hua Fushu, why are you so nervous? Combining the above three points, I suspect that you are Hua Fushu. .When I called you Sister Fushu, you didn’t do it yourself.”

After hearing this, Hua Fushu suddenly realized that she had failed in these overlooked details, and marveled at Ye Zelin's keen observation.

She stared at Ye Zelin, her eyes full of seriousness, "Second Young Master, since you already know my identity, I will tell you straight away that I am here to break off the engagement."

Ye Zelin was stunned, "Breaking off the engagement?"

Before he had time to respond, Hua Fushu put down the folding fan, took out a piece of paper from her arms and placed it on the table in front of him, and said solemnly: "Sign it, and you and I will be cut off from each other and go our separate ways."

Ye Zelin looked at the flowers, and then looked down at the piece of paper in front of him, his eyes full of doubts.

He picked up the piece of paper and opened it, and he was shocked. His pupils shrank, and his face was even uglier than when Hua Fushu teased him.

That's a piece of paper to cancel the engagement!

Although the Hua family and the Ye family are not related by blood, they have a deep friendship and are as closely connected as the flowers of Tangdi.

Fushu, the eldest daughter of Hua family, and Zelin, the legitimate son of the Ye family, got married on March 19, the fourth year of Xiangfu, and became friends of the Qin and Jin Dynasties. However, Ye Zelin had bad conduct and had committed illegal acts and betrayed his faith. Now the two families have decided to dissolve their marriage and have made this agreement.

The woman: Hua Fushu, the man: Ye Zelin.

The above is the main content of the annulment letter.

Ye Zelin quickly regained his composure and asked softly: "Why?"

Hua Fushu asked: "Why?"

It’s just a matter of signing a divorce agreement, no need for mother-in-law?

Ye Zelin slowly crumpled the divorce letter into a ball, put it on the table, and asked again: "Why do you write it like this? Is my character really that bad?"

Hua Fushu picked up the paper ball, unfolded it in front of Ye Zelin, pointed to the sentence above, and asked seriously: "Isn't this the truth?"

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