Ye Zhaoyun struggled internally with her feelings at the moment.
She knew that in this world, someone of Xie Zecheng’s status daring to slap the Ye Family in the face, filled her with an indescribable feeling.
However, she wasn’t surprised to hear Xie Zecheng reject the marriage proposal to Ye Shaohua.
Even without her, she didn’t feel Ye Shaohua was worthy of him.
After her surprise, the corners of her mouth curved upward slightly.
The old lady of the Ye Family and the other wives finally reacted at this time, at first finding Xie Zecheng quite ridiculous, "Do you think you can marry the third lady of our Ye Residence? Not to mention you, even the legitimate son of the Taifu Residence is not worthy!"
Auntie Fang wished she could slap Xie Zecheng to death. When she heard the old lady’s words, her brows furrowed.
What kind of talk is that?
Xie Zecheng isn’t worthy of Ye Zhaoyun, but he’s worthy of Ye Shaohua?
Even though on the surface that seemed right, Auntie Fang felt quite disgusted upon hearing the old lady’s words.
Yet, no one else, including Ye Zhaoyun herself, seemed to think there was anything wrong with what the old lady had said.
"Young Master Xie, if you didn’t want to marry, you should have said so earlier. Do you think our Shaohua would fancy you?" Auntie Fang felt so angry her chest hurt. Clutching her chest, she pointed at Xie Zecheng and said, "And you choose to say this during the exchange of marriage tokens?!"
"If one aims for white jade, why settle for a piece of tile?" Xie Zecheng glanced at Auntie Fang dismissively.
His words were filled with deep disdain for Ye Shaohua.
Comparing Ye Zhaoyun to white jade, and Ye Shaohua to a piece of tile.
With just one sentence, he respectfully kowtowed to the old lady, "I know I’m not worthy of the third lady right now. Once I’ve achieved something significant, I will return to propose to Miss Ye again!"
In the original story, such an event didn’t happen, but it wasn’t much better there - Xie Zecheng publicly dumped the original protagonist and got together with Ye Zhaoyun instead.
Although the original protagonist died, a few years later, Ye Zhaoyun, Xie Zecheng, and the Third Prince all became Level 9 Warriors and returned, with the Ye Family happily welcoming them.
Everyone had forgotten about the original protagonist except for Auntie Fang.
The old lady of the Ye Family had lived for so long, she wasn’t just a vegetarian; seeing Xie Zecheng’s determined eyes and Ye Zhaoyun’s expression, she began to contemplate the situation.
After Xie Zecheng finished speaking, he stood up.
Seeing his decisive and martial stance, everyone exchanged looks and said nothing more.
After standing up, Xie Zecheng gave Ye Zhaoyun a deep look before leaving.
He didn’t even glance at Ye Shaohua.
Nevertheless, Xie Zecheng, though only a son born from a concubine of the Taifu, possessed strong martial arts skills and was exceedingly proud. Even his servants thought Ye Shaohua wasn’t good enough for him, let alone himself.
Calm as if she were an outsider to the affair.
The lady of the Ye Family glanced at Auntie Fang, covering her lips and said, "I never would have imagined that Young Master Xie of the Xie Family would be dissatisfied with this marriage. But you needn’t worry, Auntie Fang, without the Young Master, there are others. There are many fine young men in the capital; we can find another match for the second lady. However, after missing out on the Young Master, finding a match of equal standing will be a bit more difficult than before."
Not to mention, the trouble Xie Zecheng had caused was bound to have a significant impact on Ye Shaohua.
Everyone else must be thinking the same—someone even Xie Zecheng rejected must have something wrong with them, with the second lady of the Ye Family.
Although this wasn’t the truth, rumors tend to spread that way; as they spread, falsehoods can become accepted as facts.
The corners of the lady’s mouth curled into a mockingly ironic smile.
Standing behind Auntie Fang, Ye Shaohua heard the lady’s words and simply replied smoothly, "No need to trouble yourself on my behalf."
It was then that suddenly, the butler’s voice came from outside, "Old... Old lady... the... the National Adviser has arrived!"
The butler walked in looking like a lost soul.
"The National Adviser?" The old lady immediately stood up, agitatedly issuing commands, "What are you waiting for? Bring the National Adviser here! Where is the General? Quick, send someone to call the General!"
The butler opened his mouth, "The National Adviser didn’t come here; he... said he is a very close friend of the second lady, looking for her, and has already gone to the second lady’s courtyard."
The derisive smiles on the lips of the wives of the Ye Family, including Ye Feixiang and others, froze in an instant.
The old lady’s immensely excited expression also paused for a moment.
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