Yu Weiyin hurriedly stretched out his hand to open the letter.
After reading the words in the letter, I was shocked again. The previous idea had some hints.
In her letter, Xu Yingke mentioned Zhai Zhen'an and said that he wanted to get married to the Yu family, and asked her to be careful in dealing with it.
As soon as the jackals retreated, the tigers and leopards came again.
Her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and even her bright white face suddenly became a bit snowy.
She had planned to mention to her father about recruiting Shao Mo as her son-in-law after Shao Mo's birthday, but now that she read this letter, she couldn't help but feel a little worried and panicked.
But soon, she regained her composure.
Zhai Zhen'an, like her, is a businessman's son, so naturally he is extremely sensitive to interests.
Rather than saying that he is interested in her now, it is better to say that he is interested in the value she can bring to him. She has to understand what he is thinking in his heart.
Only by knowing what he really wants can she play a better game with him.
Linjiang Teahouse is the largest teahouse on Rongguang Street, facing a clear blue river with elegant scenery.
From the private room on the second floor, looking out the window, one can see the continuous lotus leaves on the river, which are green and bright, and the water droplets on the lotus leaves shine with a moving luster.
There are boats and boats on the river. The sailors on the boats are rowing oars, and the fisherwomen are humming a little song and picking lotus pods.
There are even children clapping their hands in the street and singing nursery rhymes: "The lotus leaves and skirts are all cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms on both sides of the face. They can't be seen when they enter the pool. Only when they hear the song do they feel someone is coming."
Zhai Zhen'an, who was dressed in a red robe, lazily leaned on the rosewood armchair in front of the window. His narrow eyes scanned the beautiful scenery along the river. Without stopping for a long time, he moved to a carriage with green curtains and red lacquer beside Rongguang Street.
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The first thing I saw was a guard dressed in black.
The man was handsome and silent, looking extremely untouchable.
He only stopped looking for less than a moment before someone noticed that his pair of dark and deep eyes swept over him coldly, piercing the sky like a sharp sword.
This person was obviously dozens of times more powerful than Zhuyin and Cangtai around him.
But he was used to traveling all over the country. He had never seen anyone before, and he had never been timid even entering the palace to meet the emperor. How could he be afraid of the eyes of a little guard?
Zhai Zhen'an and Shao Mo looked at each other, and then placed their eyes on the green-white tender hands that lifted the curtain.
The five fingers are as slender as catkins, and the skin is as white as jade, shining with a faint light in the sun, making people unable to take their eyes away.
A woman wearing a goose yellow slanted-breasted narrow-sleeved robe and a silver-white moonwater satin skirt reveals a face that is unparalleled in beauty.
The pair of phoenix eyes on that face have extremely beautiful curves, and their eyes are full of twinkling brilliance.
But just for a moment, the guard said something, lowered the curtain, and the woman returned to the car.
A dazzling gaze came straight towards him.
Zhai Zhen'an looked at him, his heart trembled, and a cold smile soon appeared on his lips.
It's really interesting. This little guard seems to have a special affection for the eldest lady.
Haha, his eyes suddenly turned cold. This was the young mistress that Zhai Zhen'an was interested in. What qualifications did a little domestic slave have to compete with him?
When the curtain was lifted again, the goose-yellow woman had already put on a plain-colored curtain hat, covering her beautiful face.
Yu Weiyin really listened to the guard...
Zhai Zhen'an thought about it in his mind, and couldn't help but think of what his cousin Xu Yingke said -
"Cousin, if Ayin falls in love with someone, will you let him go?"
The one you love? A lowly slave. If word of this comes out, people will laugh out loud!
If Yu Weiyin was smart, he would naturally make a choice that was more beneficial to her. How could she let a little domestic slave be her husband?
Even though he devalued Shao Mo so much in his heart, when Zhai Zhen'an looked at Shao Mo again, there was still a slight shock in his eyes.
The guard's eyes were sharp and terrifying, and his martial arts skills were definitely not weak either, it was just a matter of his background.
Given time, it’s really hard to say.
Zhu Yin's voice came from outside the door, "Master, Miss Yu is here."
"Let Miss Yu come in." It means that only Yu Weiyin is allowed in.
Zhuyin and Cangtai naturally obeyed their orders. Although they were wary of the black-clothed guards who exuded a formidable aura, they still stopped him and said, "Young Master and Miss Yu have important matters to discuss. No one else is allowed to enter."
Shao Mo remained silent and raised his eyes slightly, a cold chill slowly flowing out from the bottom of his deep eyes.
The surrounding air seemed to be frozen.
Yu Weiyin glanced at Shao Mo, gave him a gentle smile through the curtain, and said softly: "Wait for me outside."
How could Shao Mo feel relieved and let her go in alone?
The way Zhai Zhen'an looked down from the window just now was clearly interested in the young lady. From now on, he also became particularly disgusted with the man in red robe.
"It's just business, don't worry."
As if feeling the tension in his body and the unspoken worries hidden in his heart, Yu Weiyin approached him and whispered to him.
"I'll be out soon."
Shao Mo tightened his grip on the sword and pursed his lips in silent compromise. The unwillingness in his heart reached its peak at this moment.
The violent pain almost burned his whole body.
Taocheng Weaving Mansion, Xu Zhifu's nephew, Zhai Mansion's young master, these prefixes symbolizing identity stung his heart at this moment.
Just because of this damn power, he will always be inferior to others?!
He is unwilling!
This anger was like a storm, burning his whole body in pain, especially his heart, which seemed to have been torn open. The cold wind and rain kept blowing in, and even breathing brought bone-gnawing pain.
The interior is very elegantly decorated, with two steaming cups of jasmine-scented tea already brewed on the table with a rosewood pattern.
Yu Weiyin also saw clearly the man in red sitting on the black chair.
On his fair and handsome face, a pair of narrow eyes vaguely revealed a faint smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, which made people feel a bit superficial and romantic.
Calming her mind, she slowly bowed her arms to Zhai Zhen'an, "Weiyin has met Mr. Zhai."
Zhai Zhen'an stood up and returned the courtesy, saying: "Miss Yu, you're welcome. Please sit down."
She sat down calmly and heard his jewel-like voice lazily speaking.
"Miss Yu, it's not like I've never seen your face before. Today you and I are talking about important matters. Is it necessary for you to wear a hat in front of me?"
Thinking of the vigilant and guarded eyes of the guard, Zhai Zhen'an looked at the curtain hat on her head and felt it was more and more annoying.
Yu Weiyin was startled for a moment.
If it weren't for Shao Mo's reminder, she wouldn't have realized wearing this hat. Now that she only saw Zhai Zhen'an, she wanted to know his true purpose, so she took off the hat calmly.
When that face as beautiful as a begonia appeared in front of him again, Zhai Zhen'an's eyes flashed with surprise.
Compared with her elegance when she was in the mourning hall, now her refined and bright dress is obviously more exciting.