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Chapter 117

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"Father said that Madam Wei seems to have taken a liking to Wuma Jun. She wants to marry Jing Er to him. It's not that I'm bad-mouthing people behind their backs, but Wuma Jun really isn't a good candidate. If Jing Er really marries him, she'll suffer in the future. How can I bear to see that happen? "

Jiang Pengji was very patient with the cute girl. Most of the time, she cherished her. Wei Jingxian rarely interacted with Jiang Pengji, but to the original Liu Lanting, Wei Jingxian was like a sister. She was very important.

Feng Jin was speechless. Even though he did not think highly of Wuma Jun's character, his evaluation of him was not as low as Jiang Pengji's.

"I don't know how Masanori offended you, but you seem to hold a grudge against him."

"Don't you also dislike him?" Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes. "I treat Jing 'er like a sister. Put yourself in her shoes and think about it. If it were you, would you be willing to hand your sister over to that kind of person?"

"It's true that I don't really like him, but other than a few people, even Zhengze himself didn't realize it. Lanting, you have good taste. To be honest, if it were me, I would be worried as well. It's just that if you entrust it to me, would you be at ease? "

"Although I don't really care about the young talents of the younger generation in Dongqing, I can guess that you must be the ideal son-in-law in many people's eyes. I can't be wrong." Jiang Pengji said seriously. "Actually, this is just my own wishful thinking. Just as you said, the marriage of children is decided by their parents. It seems useless to talk about this here."

The scenery smiled without saying a word.

From his point of view, Jiang Pengji mentioning this matter was a little strange, but it was also human nature.

Previously, many classmates wanted to introduce their sisters to him, but he rejected them all.

Without a foothold, how could he marry and start a family?

Liu Lanting treated Wei Jingxian like a family member, so it was understandable that she was anxious about her marriage.

The only awkward part was —

Wei Jingxian was someone else's daughter, and her parents were still alive.

Feng Jin silently turned his head, but a brief image of Wei Jingxian appeared in his mind. She was indeed a quick-witted woman.

However, when it came to quick-wittedness, none of the women he had met could compare to the one beside him.

Unfortunately, according to County Chief Liu, he had no intention of restoring his identity.

If he were to recover … that wouldn't do either. If it were to be made public, Liu Xi's reputation would be completely ruined.

Feng Jin comforted her, "Everyone has their own fate. You don't have to worry too much."

"I hope so."

Jiang Pengji snorted at those words. In ancient times, there were too few reliable men, but she could not expect women to rely on themselves. It was unrealistic. To put it bluntly … she hated every aspect of this era, and women were the most inferior.

While they were talking, the carriage had already stopped in front of the Spring Pavilion.

Yes, they did not go to the Liu residence, nor did they go to the place where Feng Jin was staying. Instead, they went to the Spring Pavilion.

It was already late at night, but the street was still brightly lit. The shadows of the people in the street looked especially fleeting under the candlelight.

Jiang Pengji went straight to the private room. Liu She was sitting by the table with a delicate book in his hand. He was reading the book carefully with his eyes slightly lowered. The performers in the corner of the room were still singing in Wu Nong's soft voice.

Wuma Jun sat beside him with a happy expression. It was obvious that the atmosphere between them was harmonious. There was hope for them to be friends.

"You're back." Liu She put away the book and looked up at Jiang Pengji. "Did you have a good time?"

"Not bad."

Wuma Jun almost couldn't keep the smile on his face when he heard the suspicious conversation between the father and son.

Not only did the father not blame his son for coming to the brothel to have fun, but he also looked gentle and concerned.

It was rare to see that in life!

It seemed that the rumor that Liu She valued his son was not without reason.

Wuma Jun could not help but think that Jiang Pengji was more important to him.

What Feng Jin was worried about did not happen. Otherwise, he had reason to believe that his bad friend would make him the "scapegoat."

"If that's the case, let's go back." Liu She stood up and glanced at Jiang Pengji and Feng Jin. He furrowed his brows and kept a cold face. "If you want to come over to listen to music in the future, remember to inform your mother first."

Jiang Pengji nodded.

Feng Jin was suspicious. He did not know if it was an illusion. Why did he feel that Liu She's attitude toward him was getting colder?

Wuma Jun wanted to ask Liu She to stay, but they were in the Spring Pavilion, which was not a decent place. It would be ridiculous if he did that. No matter how reluctant he was, he could only watch Liu She leave with his son and get into the carriage.

"Huaiyu and Liu You's son are really close."

"We hit it off at first sight." Feng Jin said with a smile, "It's getting late. I'll go back first. Do you still want to stay here?"

Wuma Jun shook his head. He had come to have fun and relax, but he had wanted to win Liu She over. Now that Liu She was gone, he was not in the mood to play. He might as well go back. "No, I'll go back with Huaiyu."

In the carriage, Liu She was reading the book carefully. Jiang Pengji could feel that he was faking his impatience.

"Father, ask whatever you want. You don't have to hold it in." Jiang Pengji took out some dried fruits from a hidden box in the carriage and threw some into her mouth. "Since I came back, you've had doubts about me."

Liu She did not bother to keep up the pretense.

He looked conflicted. His eyes fell on a certain part of Jiang Pengji's clothes. "Are you interested in Feng Huaiyu?"

Jiang Pengji said, "No. Why would you ask that?"

Anyone could see that Feng Jin saw her as a good friend, and she saw Feng Jin as a good friend and bestie.

"But both of you …" Liu She's expression became even more conflicted. If the daughter was the son and Feng Jin was the woman, as her father, he could at least ask in a subtle way if the two of them had done anything improper when they went out just now.

But … the problem was that the person in front of him was his daughter. He could not ask that question no matter how thick-skinned he was.

Liu She could not ask, but Jiang Pengji was not simple.

She followed Liu She's gaze and looked at her clothes. The corners of her clothes were stained with dust.

Oh … So that's what happened. She understood immediately.

"I didn't press Feng Jin against the wall. Father, you're thinking too much."

Jiang Pengji explained with a serious face.

Liu She was speechless.

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