"What?"

Yan Ci listened to Jiang Qingqing's rapid-fire words with his eyes wide open, and stood there in a daze.

Yan Ci likes Xie Chengyin?

Judging from the situation, not only will they not educate her because she is close to Xie Nanchen, but they will help her arrange a marriage.

This is nothing.

"No, mother, Xie Chengyin and I are not what you think. It was just an accidental encounter today. I don't like him."

"Didn't you tell me last time you saw him that you would marry no one else but him? How come you've fallen for someone else again? Could it be the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, the fiancé of Miss Nine?"

"?!" Yan Ci looked at Jiang Qingqing in disbelief. What did she say?

Before she could refute, Jiang Qingqing rejected her suggestion. "No, Miss Nine has repeatedly targeted you because of him. If your father finds out, I won't be able to protect you. Besides, Miss Nine and Mr. Han are already discussing their marriage. Stay away and don't provoke him again."

Thinking back to the slap I received from Yan Ru when I just opened my eyes, it seems that it was not unfair. This Yan Ci is really a romantic and passionate man.

Follow dad!

Ever since Jiang Qingqing told him that he liked both Xie Chengyin and Han Liang, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Yan Ci realized that he really didn't understand his own nature.

Chunzhi stood in front of Yan Ci with a look of being trained, and was forced to describe the past between Yan Ci and Han Liang in detail.

Chunzhi lowered her head, "Miss, you met Mr. Han at the wedding banquet of the master and the mistress. They said that Mr. Han was very handsome, and Miss Nine happened to hear this, and then she had a conflict with you. When Mr. Han came to mediate, you threw him into your arms... Miss Nine was very angry."

Yan Ci didn't take it seriously, "It was just a compliment, but Yan Jiu was so stingy."

Chunzhi muttered quietly, "You're not praising me, you're just drooling over me."

Yan Ci listened carefully and was about to say that the matter with Mr. Han was just a misunderstanding, when he heard Chunzhi pause and say, "I don't need to tell you what happened next."

Yan Ci waved his hand to signal Chunzhi that she could go out. Chunzhi quickly left the room as if she had been pardoned. Although she didn't know why the Thirteenth Miss asked her to tell the story of Master Han once, she had already said it in a roundabout way. The day of the incident was ten times more lively than what she had said.

After listening to Chunzhi's story, Yan Ci realized that he was still a troublemaker.

In fact, Yan Ci's personality is not like this. Although she is used to being flamboyant, because she was the only daughter in the family, she was spoiled by Yan Tongxing and Jiang Qingqing, so she lived a peaceful and stable life.

But after following Jiang Qingqing to the Yan Mansion, he suddenly had more than a dozen brothers and sisters, and he could no longer be favored by his parents, and the gap in his heart suddenly became huge.

Even after she noticed her mother's deliberate avoidance of her, she felt that her mother no longer loved her, and that her restless behavior in the Yan Mansion was just to get attention.

The day when she was beaten was completely planned by Yan Ci. He first used the incident with Han Liang to provoke Yan Ru, and then pretended to be a victim and cried and pitiful in front of Yan Tonglin and Jiang Qingqing.

As a result, she was no longer the Yan Ci she used to be. Not only did she get slapped in vain, but she also didn't cry, which made Yan Ru cry heartily.

Yan Ci just found it funny. This little girl was quite good at playing.

With such a criminal record, it would be difficult for her to get along well with her brothers and sisters in the Yan Mansion in the future.

The Yan Ci of today is no longer Yan Ci. She will definitely not behave the same as before, but such a change on her part will certainly arouse suspicion.

The "bad reputation" she had earned in the past actually brought her great benefits. Even when people interacted with her in the future, they would not be shocked by her drastic change in character.

After all, if a daughter who is not so well-behaved suddenly becomes well-behaved after being slapped, others will only say "this child has finally grown up" or "good thing she was spanked."

But this Han Liang, couldn’t it be the Han Liang she knew?

Before Yan Ci was not yet Yan Ci, she had met Han Liang once, but she did not throw herself into his arms.

Han Liang has a good family background. The Honglu Temple is in charge of diplomatic affairs, which is lucrative and prestigious. The Honglu Temple Minister himself is also quite slippery, so he has good popularity.

As the only son of the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Han Liang is also considered a member of the Dongdu noble circle. Many people who are not as well-off as him fawn on him, but in terms of appearance, he can only be said to be just okay.

Judging from what Yan Ci said, it looks very nice, and he could only say it to irritate Yan Ru.

Otherwise, it would be really strange that someone who likes Xie Chengyin can also like Han Liang.

Yan Ci's mind flashed through the young men he knew one by one, trying hard to recall the Han Liang in his memory who was not outstanding in appearance.

After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't match the number.

All I can say is, it's not outstanding.

If he looked like Xie Chengyin, Yan Ci would never forget it for the rest of his life.

There was a wheezing sound coming from outside the door. The door was suddenly pushed open. Chunzhi was panting, holding her waist with one hand, and gasping for breath, "Miss, Han... Mr. Han is here."

Yan Ci raised her head, not understanding what Master Han's coming had to do with her.

"Come if you want. Why, do you want to see me?"

Harue nodded heavily.

"not see."

The slap in the face was still painful. It was not worth it for her to risk being beaten again for such an ordinary-looking man.

Chunzhi was obviously stunned. She straightened up after a moment of slowing down from her sprinting. She pointed outside with her helpless hands and said with embarrassment, "But, Master Han is already in the pavilion."

November is already late autumn, and the pavilion with transparent walls is particularly cool. The breeze brings a hint of coolness, indicating that winter is not far away.

Han Liang was standing in the pavilion wearing a not-too-thick robe with floral patterns. In order to show his elegant demeanor, he held a folding fan in his hand. From the back, he looked like a handsome young man.

Today he came to the Yan Mansion with his father to discuss his marriage with Miss Yan Jiu, but when he thought of Miss Yan Fu Thirteen who threw herself into his arms two months ago, his heart moved and he found an excuse and ran away.

Although the Thirteenth Miss is not Minister Yan's biological daughter, now that she has followed her mother into the Yan Mansion, she is naturally also a daughter of the Yan family. Moreover, in terms of appearance, the Thirteenth Miss is obviously better than the Ninth Miss.

Han Liang had his own plans in mind. Not only did he not have to postpone his marriage with Miss Nine, but he could also take the delicate and soft Miss Thirteen into his room. Isn't that the best of both worlds?

Judging from the last time Miss Thirteen took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, Han Liang was sure that Miss Thirteen liked him, but because he had discussed the marriage with her sister first, he couldn't interfere in the middle.

Han Liang was secretly delighted, so he came to see Miss Thirteen specially to reassure her and tell her that she was in his heart and was willing to marry her.

Don't women all like to hear this?

As long as he said this to Miss Thirteen, he would be able to control her and hold her in his arms.

Han Liang felt a slight heat in his heart, and the cold wind blowing through the pavilion could not extinguish the heat in his heart.

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