Qinghe was speechless for a moment!

She didn't dare to say yes, nor did she want to say no...

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yaonian couldn't help but smile faintly, and then said lightly: "This marriage was carefully selected by my grandmother and decided by her personally. Since she thinks you are suitable, I have no objection at all!"

Qinghe was stunned and didn't know how to continue the conversation.

She had thought of countless possible reactions he would have when hearing the news, but she had never imagined it would be this!

This made Qing He's mind go blank, and she didn't know how to respond...

Then, in a flash, she suddenly remembered why Madam Jiang looked so familiar to her!

The last time she visited the Jiang residence, she felt as if she had seen this old lady somewhere. After saying goodbye, as the old nanny sent them out, she thought about it carefully and felt that she must have seen her somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where for a moment...

As a result, just now, she suddenly remembered that the mysterious old lady she saw at Zhou's house that time was her!

No wonder she always felt that the old lady was very kind and generous. Not only was she not overbearing at all, but on the contrary she was very friendly and enthusiastic!

It turns out that it was because she was the one she personally picked!

That's why his attitude was so amiable. He kept chatting with her with a smile on his face from beginning to end, and even gave her such a valuable gift when she left!

At that time, Qinghe just thought that the old lady was approachable and did not think about the reasons behind it. Now she finally understood that it was because of this reason!

Jiang Yaonian looked at her with a hint of smile in his deep eyes and asked gently, "Have you finally figured it out?"

Qing He nodded blankly, then asked doubtfully, "Then you have no objection to this arranged marriage?"

She felt that since it was the order of the elders and the words of the matchmaker, there must be some unsatisfactory aspects, and maybe she could find an excuse to make him change his mind!

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yaonian did not answer the question, but handed her a brocade box and said, "This is for you, open it and have a look."

Qing He stared at the box blankly but didn't take it.

The small box looked very delicate and valuable, it must be a luxurious piece of jewelry.

But he was planning to break off the engagement, so it would be inappropriate to accept the gift. If he kept it, he could give it to the next young lady of the Jiang family.

Qing He lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, I have thought it through. I am not suitable to be your wife. If there is anything wrong with me before, please forgive me."

After saying this, she acted as if she had done something wrong. She didn't even dare to look at Jiang Yaonian, and walked away in a hurry with her head down.

……

"Mom, that girl is back!"

Yao Bilian hurried to the upper room and reported to Li with an excited and nervous look on her face.

Li snorted lightly and said lazily, "Call her over."

Bilian came to Qinghe's room, and said in a hoarse voice with a look of gloating on her face, "Mother is calling you."

Qinghe stood up, without even looking at her, and walked straight up to the room.

There were no maids or old women serving in the upper room. Only Li was sitting on a chair, sipping tea contentedly.

Seeing Qing He coming in, she immediately changed her expression and asked softly with concern, "Kid, how are you?"

Qing He said calmly: "I have already said it all."

Li looked at Qing He with eyes full of tenderness and heartache, and said softly with great sympathy: "Alas, child, don't blame me! I really have no choice but to do this! Otherwise, when others find out, they will come to make trouble, and I can't afford to offend them.

Okay, now that everything has been made clear, we have nothing to worry about. I have packed my luggage, and we will go back to Qingtang Town tomorrow.

Anyway, we didn't bring anything with us except a few personal belongings. When the time comes, we can hire a mule cart and take us back with us. We don't want this house or the betrothal gifts!

We are an honest and respectable family, we cannot do things that would make others look down on us! As long as it is not ours, we will return it to the Jiang family!

You should also go back and pack up and have a good rest. Tomorrow, I will go to Qingfeng County to see the county magistrate, hand over the betrothal gifts, and then get your birth certificate back. Then everything will be ready!"

Seeing this, Qinghe left the upper room silently.

As soon as she left, Li and Bilian began to plot in low voices...

At three o'clock in the morning, the door of the upper room suddenly opened quietly. Li poked his head out and looked around. After finding that there was no one there, he quietly came out of the upper room carrying a large bag.

She groped her way to the front door in the dark, gently unbolted the bolt, and walked out.

There was a dark figure waiting at the corner of the door. When he saw someone coming out, he quickly stepped forward and whispered quietly, "Here."

Li scolded softly with a hint of pity: "Damn it! You came a long time ago, didn't you? You scared me so much without making any noise!"

In the faint moonlight, one can see that the person waiting outside is a middle-aged man in his forties, thin, with yellowish skin, a mustache, and two small eyes that reveal a shrewd and capable look.

This person was none other than Li's lover Wang Fugui, who was also the chief steward of Wang Yuanwai's family in Qingtang Town. The two had agreed to meet here at three o'clock tonight.

Li followed him to the carriage parked not far away, then stuffed the big bundle into Wang Fugui's hand and said in a low voice, "You must keep it well! These are all carefully selected from the batch of betrothal gift boxes!

Each piece is a valuable good thing! Half of it will be left to Lian'er as a dowry, and the other half will be kept for our retirement in the future. It will be enough to buy a decent house and hire a group of maids and old women, so that we can live a life like gods!"

When Wang Fugui heard this, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his thin face. He took the bundle and smiled as he whispered, "Don't worry! I will keep it well!"

Li hummed, then said coquettishly, "Don't let your wife know!"

Wang Fugui grinned and said, "Now that I have you, why would I need a wife? Just because of your deep love for me, we will be a couple who will grow old together!

I've had enough of that tigress at home. She relies on her brothers from her mother's family to work in the government office and always bosses me around! If I don't do what she wants, she'll be cold and mean, and even throw things at me! You're not as gentle and considerate as Xian'er.

Don't worry, I will definitely divorce her and live with you wholeheartedly!"

Li said softly, "Oh, really? Are you willing to divorce her? I don't believe it! What will happen to your two sons? They are the roots of your Wang family!"

Wang Fugui said confidently: "Don't worry, He'er is already grown up, he has a wife and children, his life is not rich, and he still expects me to help him! How could he be against me? Li'er is still young, and has a good relationship with his mother, so he may not stand on my side. If he insists on being with his mother, he should not recognize me as his father! Anyway, I don't expect him to support me in my old age, hum!"

Wang Fugui's words hit the nail on the head for Li, who was very pleased. She looked at Wang Fugui with tender eyes, and then threw herself into his arms...

The two of them became intimate in the car, and Li's gentle and restrained breathing could be heard from time to time.

After the lovemaking, the two swore to each other again. Finally, Li came out of the carriage in dishevelled clothes and walked towards Yao's house. The carriage disappeared into the vast night...

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