eurekapd Chapter 262: Leaving her father and keeping her son was more attractive to her than marrying into a
Chapter 262: Leaving her father and keeping her son was more attractive to her than marrying into a
Lin Chang'er was putting the teacups into the food box without looking up. "Propose marriage? Who wants to get married? Who has such a big face that they would trouble the county magistrate to come and propose marriage on their behalf?"
After she finished speaking, she realized that something seemed off.
Looking up at Wu Qingfeng, she met his intense gaze.
Lin Chang'er froze, only her eyes darted around in terror as she slowly raised her finger, pointing at him and then at herself.
The man said nothing, only nodded to her, his eyes filled with eagerness.
Lin Chang'er's breath hitched, and the teacup in her hand fell into the food box with a "thud," her mind a jumbled mess.
Her cheeks flushed red, which spread all the way to her ears.
Seeing that she remained silent, Wu Qingfeng cautiously continued, "Yanqing is still young, and no one has ever proposed marriage directly to a bride before. Aunt Gu is, after all, your ex... Chang'er..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Chang'er had already picked up the food box and, with a speed he had never seen before, lifted the carriage curtain and went out.
A muffled groan came from a woman, followed by Liu Zi's concerned voice, "Are you alright, young lady? Did you sprain your ankle?"
"It's alright, it's alright, I'll go return the bowl."
"Girl, girl..."
The footsteps faded into the distance, and Wu Qingfeng pressed his temples, pondering where things had gone wrong.
She accepted his confession that day, and afterwards, she treated him differently from others in private.
Not only did he show favoritism in everything, but today he even specially asked Liu Zi to buy hangover tea to wait for him to wake up.
One by one, clearly...
But why is she unwilling to marry him?
Could it be that she can't bear to part with everything here, and is afraid that one day when his term ends and he returns to the capital, she won't want to leave her hometown, so she only wants to have a fleeting affair with him?
Or perhaps she only wanted to use his name to facilitate her business dealings? That's even less likely. Although she didn't directly use the money she earned from her business dealings to bribe officials, everything she did could be considered part of his achievements.
In reality, we didn't gain any advantage.
She's spending money, effort, and even emotionally invested—what's in it for her?
So why is that?
She couldn't possibly be asking him to lend her sperm, could she? Although she has two children under her name, they aren't her biological children.
Although Lin Yanqing is the nominal heir of the Lin family, he is not actually related to the Lin family by blood.
As an orphan, in order to continue her family's bloodline, she only needed to borrow a child, abandon the father and keep the son. She had enough money to live on, and the upbringing of her children was entirely up to her. Without the constraints of a husband's family, this was far more attractive to her than marrying into a prominent family.
Wu Qingfeng's face paled, and he felt more and more that this was probably the truth. His head seemed to hurt even more, so he frowned and moved his fingers to press on his temples.
Liu Zi lifted the carriage curtain and poked his head in. "Third Master, did you and the young lady have a fight? It seems she twisted her ankle when she ran away just now."
"what?"
Liu Zi: "..." What kind of dream is this in broad daylight!
Liu Zi shouted, "Third Master, the young lady seems to have twisted her ankle when she jumped off the carriage. It looks like it's in a lot of pain."
Wu Qingfeng looked at him, his brows furrowed so tightly they could trap a fly, "Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Wu Qingfeng got out of the car, carrying his robe.
Liu Zi scratched his head. "I shouted pretty loudly just now, didn't you hear me?"
Wu Qingfeng certainly heard it, but wasn't he immersed in the sadness of being rejected at the time?
For a moment, I didn't realize it, and I felt that Liu Zi seemed to be getting dumber and dumber, completely losing the quick wit he used to have when he was on duty.
Shaking his head, "Where did they go?"
Liu Zi pointed in the direction of the teahouse, and Wu Qingfeng took a few quick steps to catch up, but then suddenly stopped.
She just rejected him; if he chases after her now, won't she feel awkward?
Wait, she didn't say anything, so does that mean she didn't reject him?
In a flash, Wu Qingfeng overturned all the assumptions he had made on the carriage.
Girls are easily embarrassed, so it was indeed inappropriate for him to ask about marriage so abruptly.
Therefore, he was wrong to do this, and he should give Chang'er some time to make a fool of herself.
He turned back, took out a bottle of medicine for bruises and sprains from his pocket, and handed it to Liu Zi, saying, "Take this medicine to her to treat her injuries, and also give her a message: I'm not in a hurry. Let her think it over before she gives me an answer. I'll wait as long as it takes."
Liu Zi nodded blankly, "Third Master, there's plenty of medicine and medicine at the old woman's place, you should keep this for yourself..."
"Stop talking nonsense. Won't it hurt if you go back for an hour? Just do as I say. Why are you complaining so much?"
Liu Zi nodded, "Oh, oh, I'll remember."
Wu Qingfeng grunted in agreement, "I'm going to my shift."
After taking a few more steps, he suddenly turned back and said, "Make sure she applies the medicine to her wounds. If anything happens at home, let me know immediately, understand?"
"I understand, I understand." Liu Zi nodded hurriedly, feeling that Third Master was acting strangely today.
Looking at his silly, simple-minded expression, Wu Qingfeng urged, "What are you still standing there for? If you don't follow, what if you run into some thugs?"
"Yes, I'll go right away." Liu Zi hurriedly jumped onto the carriage and turned to chase after Lin Chang'er.
Wu Qingfeng watched the carriage gradually disappear into the distance and sighed. A knife will become dull if it is not used, and a brain will become dull if it is not used. He must have been living too comfortably in the village.
However, Chang'er seems to be quite used to it. Oh well, let them enjoy their good life for a while!
Liu Zi caught up with Lin Chang'er at the entrance of the teahouse, quickly snatched the food box, and went to return it himself.
He only told Wu Qingfeng what he had been told after he got back to the car.
Liu Zi never considered himself a gossipy person, but when he thought about how the matter involved Third Master and Miss Lin, he became incredibly curious.
However, Miss Lin seemed to see right through him.
Several times, he had prepared his words to try and find out more, only to have the girl ask him to stop the car to buy something.
Once they were out of the city, they finally got a chance. Liu Zi sat on the carriage shaft and cautiously probed through the curtain, "Miss, are you and our Third Master alright?"
Lin Chang'er paused, "What is it? What could possibly be between him and me?" He was just asking about marriage, it hadn't come to the point of forcing me to marry him, it wasn't even a big deal.
However, having lived two lives, this was the first time someone had asked her about marriage, and she was a little unaccustomed to it.
We definitely can't just agree to it like that.
He's not alone; he doesn't make all the decisions.
If that's the case, it's easy to handle; just have him come to our door to propose marriage.
But he was different. Behind him stood a powerful and influential family, deeply entrenched in both the imperial court and the inner court.
In fact, they both knew in their hearts that neither of them was the other's first choice for marriage.
But it was precisely because we met and got to know each other that we ended up here.
In fact, as a modern woman who had been influenced by the new ideas of later generations, she didn't care much about worldly matters.
But what about him?
With the rise of online literature in later generations, although she couldn't be considered a bookworm, she had read a lot of romantic novels. Since ancient times, scholars have been fickle, and the world of romance has been full of scoundrels.
Her nodding in agreement to marry was a matter of a moment, but his future regret would be a matter of half a lifetime.
Or perhaps his proposal today was just a spur-of-the-moment decision?
Actually, it wasn't just her who should calm down and think things through; he should too.