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Jiangnan, Su Mansion, rear garden.

Su Wenxi was as nimble as a monkey as she lightly climbed the hundred-year-old willow tree by the wall. Standing on top of the wall, her hand grabbed onto a branch that was neither too thin nor too thick. The flexibility was just enough to withstand her weight, causing it to fly into the air. With a beautiful curve, Su Wenxi landed steadily on the ground.

Su Wenxi stood up straight, feeling very satisfied with her appearance.

Hm? Why wasn't she like the little girl Hong Ying'er who was anxiously waiting to see her land and let out a breath of relief?

He didn't think too much about it. Hong Ying'er was only nine years old, and she loved to play around.

Well, it's a sin to serve her as a maid when she's nine!" In her mind, it was always the bigger ones that took care of the smaller ones. Of course, although she was only eight years old, but … His mental age was mature! In her eyes, Hong Ying'er was just a little brat.

Su Wenxi really felt that it was enough to talk about a little brat. Recently, she seemed to have been dealing with a little brat. If it wasn't crying, it was just making a ruckus. She really couldn't stand it. I can't believe I came here like this back then.

Well, not this time.

Recently, Old Man Qiaozi had gotten the wrong guy. He got a bunch of kids to let her practice, with their stomachs hurting from cold. Everyone in the 21st century had good common sense.

Su Wenxi silently cursed at that trashy old man for treating her as Taibai Jinxing's old man. When a person's heart is strong enough to be like Old Man Qiaozi, well, basically, you are invincible.

Su Wenxi arrogantly dusted off the wrinkles on her clothes, preparing to swagger into her own garden.

Eh? Where did that little guy beside the fake mountain, who was as thin as a bean sprout, come from? If not for her good eyesight, she would have never seen him.

Look at the thin, yellow face. Malnourished? Tuberculosis?

Su Wenxi was startled. This kind of illness could not be cured in this era.

But, well, this kid doesn't seem to be the same as those squeaky kids. He didn't seem to know anything about crying at all. Well, Su Wenxi thought, this kid is not bad.

The incredibly thin child opened his eyes with a pair of clear and shocked eyes. Within those eyes were … Beware?

Su Wenxi was a little puzzled. This was her own home.

Had the child suffered some inhuman abuse as a child? Just look at his wrist, which was as thin as a firewood stick, his body was as weak as a bean sprout, and only two big eyes were left on his petite face. He was especially frightening.

A carrot?

Looking at the bean sprout in front of her, Su Wenxi sighed for the first time in her life.

"What's your name?"

It was an extremely pitying tone, like it used to be used to coax brats.

The thin and weak youth was not timid at all. His thin shoulders were straight and his lips were pressed into a straight line. He did not show any weakness as he met the pity in Su Wenxi's eyes. However, he did not speak. There was a look of insulted anger on his face.

Su Wenxi was obviously a little stunned by the protest in the other party's eyes.

What did a child with too much self-respect represent?

After a long time, he finally switched the pity in his eyes from the little kid's heart to the concern of others of the same age. He was slightly surprised in his heart. Could it be that this child was also wearing clothes? "A scaredy cat!

Su Wenxi felt a headache coming on as she faced such a stubborn young man who was even more incongruous than her in age. She turned her head to the old monk behind the young man and asked, "Who is he?"

The servant tried his best to ignore the fact that his mistress had flown up and landed on the ground. After mumbling "I didn't see anything" ten times, he answered respectfully: "This is Young Master Zigui, who has an engagement with his mistress!"

Su Wenxi rolled over her head with a "kacha" sound. She pointed her trembling finger at the unremarkable brat opposite her and then pointed at herself, unable to speak.

Is there a mistake? What the hell! Is there something wrong with that!?

She had only gone out for a short while, and after coming back, she found herself with a fiancé, young master, and such a …

Su Wenxi admits that she has always had a grudge against betrothal ever since she was a child.

Why not ask her for her opinion and make an engagement? Why should a single word determine her future?

In the age of free love, marriage has such a big variable, not to mention this kind of blind marriage blind marriage!

Su Wenxi could not refute the protest righteously. These were the social rules! Damn the social rules!

Of course, after so many years of not showing her face, she had automatically ignored him. Who would have thought that one day, the guy called fiancé would suddenly appear, even if he was a shota, who knew that he would turn out to be such a weak yet twisted bean sprout?!

So the facts proved that this was indeed a blind marriage. How could she allow herself to marry blindly without knowing the reason behind it?

The scene of Su Wenxi hugging a baby in her arms and holding a skinny and small child filled her mind. Her whole body shivered as she shouted, "He looks like a bean sprout!"

Ignoring the stunned servant and the darkened youth, Su Wenxi shot toward her father's study room with a "whoosh".

This engagement, no matter what, must be cancelled!

At this moment, Old Master Su was having a formal meeting.

When Su Wenxi barged in, she heard Old Master Su say, "I have Ziying here, so don't worry, Madam …"

Su Wenxi, who had been swept in by a gust of wind, had her mouth agape.

The lady who was receiving the treatment was also staring at Su Wenxi. After a moment of daze, he stood up with the pleasant Madam and said with a smile: "Look at this child's handsome appearance, his eyes are clear …"

Old Master Su hastily interrupted with a red face, "Sorry about that. This is my question." As she spoke, she glared at Su Wenxi … She was dressed in men's clothing.

Su Wenxi looked down at her men's clothing.

To be honest, she looked better in men's clothes than women's. But her father didn't seem to think so.

Therefore, the old man could not be expected to dispel the old idea and accept the new one.

However, even though her father didn't accept it, he didn't criticize her too harshly. In that case, it was already extremely lenient towards her.

After a moment of surprise, the lady smiled. "What a lively child!"

Su Wenxi didn't hear the fakery and turned her curious eyes to the lady who had just spoken.

She had to admit that she was a beautiful lady, and a kind one who made people feel good when they saw her.

Su Wenxi had lost her mother since she was a child, not before, and not now. Old Master Su didn't marry her later. Instead, he had two concubines by his side, so he didn't care too much about her. Old Master Su didn't marry her later, but he had two concubines by his side, so he didn't care too much.

"Have you seen her before?" This lady! "

A bow is a man's salute. Who asked her to …" He was wearing men's clothes.

Old Master Su turned his face away in shame, as if he didn't want to see it.

Only now did he feel that he had been too indulgent towards this girl.

"This is your Aunt Du!" Old Master Su sighed in his heart. He had no choice but to say something about himself … Daughter.

"Hello, Aunt Du!" Su Wenxi could definitely deceive anyone if she was obedient, and her mouth was as sweet as if it was smeared with honey. "Aunt Du, you're so pretty! Good looks and temperament! " Raising his face, he gave an innocent and sincere expression.

It was clear that Madam Du liked Su Wenxi very much. She didn't open her mouth to laugh, but instead reached out and took Su Wenxi's hand. She said in a very gentle and affectionate tone, "I'm Ziying's aunt."

Xi was greatly relieved.

Hello, Aunt! Hello, Aunt! As for why his aunt was so nice, he didn't even think about it.

"This child is lively and obedient. I'm relieved that Ziying left him here." Madam Du held Xi's hand, but she spoke to Master Old Master Su.

What? Soybean sprouts still need to stay at home?

Her eyes widened as she turned to look at her father. Old Master Su, are you sure you want to get a son-in-law at home?

Of course, Old Master Su didn't receive Su Wenxi's message. In fact, he was brimming with confidence and confidently promised Madam Du that he would not suffer any grievances under the Su Mansion! Madam, please be at ease! "

What? This is... Decided?

Wen Xi was dumbfounded. Old Master Su, it's better if you ask for my opinion. Your mother is no longer here, so your daughter is at least the mistress of half of Su Family, right?

On the same day, Lou Zigui's aunt left. He repeated the words to his son before they left.

Wenxiu looked at how Ziying's eyes were clearly red from sadness, but he stubbornly pursed his lips and endured it. He sighed in his heart, 'This child really isn't well treated. He's been abandoned countless times already, right?' A child who was raised by his family, how could it be like this? You've been crying so much, yet you still won't forgive me?

Such a child must not be a husband, never ah, lack of family care of the child's heart dark ah!

Su Wenxi shivered as she thought about it.

"Wen Xi, your eldest son is only two years old. In the future, you have to give him a lot of room. Have you remembered this?"

Su Wenxi was pulled back to her senses by Old Master Su's reprimanding.

What? She's bigger than a bean sprout... Two years old? After so much commotion, she was even forced into a sister-in-law relationship?

Old Master Su, are you sure you aren't mistaken? Is there a mistake? Girls are born to be cared for by men. Your daughter will be pained if she marries a husband in the future. I don't intend to be a wet nurse for others!

Old Master Su, do you think that you can't give away your family property or that you're afraid that your beautiful daughter isn't going to steal it? Why did you have to make a two years younger than her as your fiancé?

Su Wenxi was dazed for a moment. She felt that no matter what, the marriage had to be settled quickly … It was a mess.

"Miss, Master wants you to prepare a room for Young Master Zigui!" Hong Ying'er's voice pulled Su Wenxi back from her thoughts of leaving.

Su Wenxi rolled her eyes, completely ignoring the fact that she was only half a hostess with her Su Mansion, and looked at the little girl who was even skinnier than her.

Is there a mistake? She arranged a room for the bean sprout?

Is she eight years old?

Old Master Su, you haven't forgotten, right? You have two concubines who have nothing to do after eating all day. Aren't you afraid that they will have high blood fat and blood pressure? At least let them show what they have left over, right?