Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

I immediately felt a resonance in my heart, as if I had found a close friend.

Qiu Fuqiu patted Yan Ci's shoulder generously and said, "In fact, we two are in the same boat. We are both children without biological fathers. I understand you."

"But you don't have to be too sad. You are better off than me. At least you have a stepfather. Look at me. I lost my father when I was ten years old, and my mother hasn't found a stepfather for me yet."

Yan Ci burst out laughing, "This is the first time I've seen someone urging his mother to find a stepfather for him."

Qiu Fuqiu shook her head, looking like an old scholar. "No, no, although my father's death was not what we wanted, it was not easy for my mother to raise me alone. She can't always live in the memories of the past. She must look forward, find her lover, and live her own life."

"As for me," Qiu Fuqiu patted her chest and said, "I will only be a supporter of my mother, and definitely not a burden."

Listening to Qiu Fuqiu's remarks, Yan Ci felt that they made a lot of sense, but there were probably very few people who could think like Qiu Fuqiu.

Due to the limitations of the times, it was considered normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but for a woman to marry only twice would be considered a shame. Not only men thought so, but women themselves thought so too.

Women like Jiang Qingqing who marry their uncles for the second time are a minority among the minority.

Widows like Qiu Yuzhu are the majority, but Qiu Yuzhu is a little different.

Although she did not remarry, she has countless properties under her name. It is no exaggeration to say that she is as rich as a country. In her own words, I am rich and beautiful, so why should I marry an old man to serve him? Wouldn't it be better to find some young men to serve me?

Yan Ci didn’t know what “little fresh meat” meant. She knew each of these three words and what they meant, but she didn’t understand them when they were put together.

Fresh meat, is it fresh meat? But isn’t fresh meat meant to be eaten?

It was not until one day when Yan Ci followed Qiu Fuqiu to Tingshuitai and saw Qiu Yuzhu surrounded by a group of young gentlemen that she finally understood the meaning of young and handsome men.

After parting with Qiu Fuqiu, Yan Ci took a carriage back home. As soon as he arrived at the gate of Yan Mansion, he saw Xie Chengyin's attendant Qi Cun.

Chunzhi and Qicun had met twice, and the two of them got along like brothers, and they started greeting each other enthusiastically while still in the carriage.

Seeing Qicun at the door, Chunzhi immediately thought of Young Marquis Xie. It seemed that Young Marquis Xie wanted to see her daughter again.

Qi Cun was looking out the door, and when he saw the carriage stop at the door and Yan Ci get off it, he immediately walked over, bowed to Yan Ci, and handed the letter in his hands to him with both hands.

"Miss Yan, this is given to you by my young master."

With the threat of "If you don't come to see me, I will go to see you" from last time, Yan Ci did not accept the letter, but asked Qicun, "What tricks is Xie Chengyin playing now?"

Qicun raised his head, feeling a little sorry for the young master. The young master took great pains to help Miss Yan track down the person who was following them, but Miss Yan doubted her young master's intentions.

"Miss Yan, you will know after reading the letter. My master has spent a lot of time and effort on you. I hope you will not let me down."

After saying that, he stuffed the letter into Yan Ci's hand, turned around and left.

Chunzhi, who was standing by, put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "What an attitude!"

Yan Ci looked at the letter in his hand. It was a thin letter without even a signature.

Chunzhi looked at Yan Ci frowning at the envelope and said, "Miss, if you don't want to read it, we won't read it. If it really doesn't work, I will return it to them."

Chunzhi was filled with righteous indignation as she spoke, her mind filled with endless fantasies of herself throwing the letter at Qicun's face and saying arrogantly: You still have a temper just for delivering a letter!

Chunzhi laughed so hard that her mouth stretched to her ears. It was such a relief.

But she heard Yan Ci say calmly, "Go back." He had already walked into the Yan Mansion, and Chunzhi hurried to follow.

After returning to Liufang Courtyard, Yan Ci casually put the letter on the table. From what Qicun said, Xie Chengyin must have done something that was laborious and thankless.

But what does it have to do with her?

After returning to the room, tidying up and changing clothes, Yan Ci sat down at the table and opened the letter to read.

After seeing this, Yan Ci's expression changed from calm to shock, and then from shock to anger.

The letter only contained the information that Xie Chengyin had found out about the person who was following her in recent days.

His appearance, identity, and master were all clearly stated in the letter.

The man's name was Jiang Ren. He was originally a pimp at Hong Fang Pavilion. He was kicked out of Hong Fang Pavilion because he caused a girl who tried to escape to commit suicide by hitting her head against the wall while he was serving a customer. Later, he met Han Liang and voluntarily became Han Liang's slave.

It seems that Jiang Ren's actions were instigated by Han Liang.

Yan Ci thought that he and Han Liang had nothing to do with each other anymore. After all, he was already engaged to Yan Ru, and they would get married after the prince's wedding.

But Han Liang actually sent people to follow her and even tried to attack her. He really didn't know how to live or die.

Fortunately, she was weak now, otherwise she would have immediately found Han Liang, covered his head and beat him up.

Yan Ci stared at the letter with dark eyes. She had thought before that it might be Han Liang who did it, but when she thought about it, it was just a trivial matter between them that you love me and I don’t love you, so there was no reason to harm her.

Now seeing what Xie Chengyin had found out, Yan Ci was angry but also felt deeply guilty for having doubted Xie Chengyin that day.

No wonder Qicun said that. It turned out that he was complaining about the grievances of his young master.

Yan Ci folded the letter and put it back into the envelope, then threw it into the dressing box next to him.

Although Xie Chengyin did not invite her to meet him this time, out of gratitude to Xie Chengyin, she decided to thank him in person and tell him that she could join his Songyaji management organization.

Just consider it as a thank you gift to him.

Xie Chengyin lazily half-lying on the goose feather chair, with his feet casually resting on the windowsill, imagining how grateful Yan Ci would be when he received the letter.

Xie Chengyin felt happy and squinted his eyes to enjoy the baptism of sunlight.

Qicun ran upstairs quickly and as soon as he entered the door, he snorted coldly at Xie Chengyin who was standing by the window.

Xie Chengyin's ears twitched slightly, and without opening his eyes, he said, "Who has offended you? Has the letter been delivered?"

Qicun snorted coldly again.

Xie Chengyin slowly opened his eyes, raised his head and glanced at Qicun, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Sir, you should stay away from Miss Yan in the future. She is a person who doesn't know how to appreciate a good person."

Xie Chengyin teased, "Oh, you know how to use a two-part allegorical saying. Tell me, what did Miss Yan do to make you unhappy?"

“I’m not satisfied with anything.”

Xie Chengyin raised his eyebrows, his face shining, "Are you satisfied with Chunzhi?"

Don't think he can't see it. Chunzhi and Qicun had a lively conversation every time they met. Although it was because they were the masters, the two of them got along very well.