Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 70 - 66_3

A string of questions came down, and Xie Wanqing blinked guiltily. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

She wasn’t good at lying to her parents, and after hearing the questions, she paused slightly and said dryly, "We happened to meet at the manor, so we discussed it a bit."

Speaking of marriage matters as if they were insignificant.

This time, not only was the old father Xie Shu dissatisfied, but even Pei Yuqing was a little unhappy.

Mrs. Zheng raised her round fan and tapped her daughter’s forehead, "Speak properly."

She didn’t pursue whether her daughter had privately pledged herself to the young man and was now discussing marriage, but directly asked, "Heir Pei intends to marry you as his wife. What do you think?"

The large hall inadvertently quieted down.

The atmosphere was inexplicably tense, especially for Pei Yuqing.

Even though the two had discussed it last night, he still felt uncertain, as if his heart was tightly squeezed, unable to breathe.

Xie Wanqing blinked, slowly gathering her composure, her playful smile turning serious as she nodded solemnly, "I agree to marry."

Two words, soft yet firm.

Pei Yuqing’s fingers, almost embedded in his flesh, relaxed slightly, and his eyes shone brightly.

Regardless of the two elders present, his gaze boldly fixated on the girl, no longer retaining the earlier demeanor of measured courtesy.

Xie Shu’s face darkened again, ignoring the presence of the main parties involved, he spoke harshly, "He’s much older than you, what do you see in him?"

Xie Wanqing was silent for a moment and then said, "He looks good."

Xie Shu choked on his words, unable to refute this point at all. After thinking it over, he gritted his teeth and said, "He also has a heart condition, he can’t experience great sadness or joy, and he can’t handle stress or worry."

Xie Wanqing glanced weakly at her father’s iron-blue face and said cautiously, "But he really is good-looking."

Xie Shu: "..."

His fingers trembled, tapping his daughter’s brow in frustration, "You’re just after his looks? He’s twenty-seven now, how long can he stay good-looking?"

Pei Yuqing: "..."

Xie Wanqing also seemed a bit displeased, gently pushing her father’s hand away, "People who don’t worry don’t age easily. Look at him, where does he look like he’s twenty-seven? Besides, I lack for nothing; when choosing a future husband, if not for looks, then what?"

Born and raised in luxury, with everything at her fingertips, she lacks nothing, desires nothing, so naturally, when choosing a husband, he must satisfy her.

She liked Lu Ziyuan so much before, apart from the feelings developed over years as childhood sweethearts, part of her willingness was surely because of that increasingly stern and compelling face of his.

She said earnestly, "After marriage, we’ll be facing each other day and night, just looking at his face, I could eat an extra bowl of rice each meal."

If it were someone ugly, she couldn’t bear to look directly, no matter how young, healthy, loyal, or affectionate he might be, she couldn’t force herself to accept.

Xie Shu slapped the table sharply, "Ridiculous!"

"You’re so shallow!"

He couldn’t believe that his beloved daughter was so fixated on appearances.

All these years, always flattering that boy from the Lu Family, was it just because of his face?

The groom’s face turned white with anger, but Mrs. Zheng, on the side, couldn’t help but cover her mouth to stifle a laugh and glanced at her daughter with mild reproach, "Are you sure? Will you change your mind this time?"

Xie Wanqing nodded, "I’m sure."

"Alright then," Mrs. Zheng shifted her gaze to the young man who hadn’t spoken for a long time, smiling, "The Xie family accepts this marriage proposal. Nephew, you can choose a date to propose."

Pei Yuqing stood respectfully and agreed.

Mrs. Zheng raised her hand, "Sit down, no need for such formalities."

Perhaps it was that mothers-in-law see their sons-in-law the more they liked them.

Xie Wanqing’s words left the old father seething, but as an old mother, Mrs. Zheng rather agreed.

Her daughter had wealth and beauty, and even though the engagement was called off, it didn’t matter; she was still a sought-after noble young lady that many families wished to marry.

Even if, as a last resort, her daughter didn’t marry but simply kept a few attentive paramours, Mrs. Zheng would approve.

After all, she didn’t expect her daughter to climb the social ladder, marrying into a high-ranking family to foster relations for the Xie family; she only wished her daughter a smooth, fulfilling life.

Now since she decided to marry, if not for wealth, if not for power, then there must be something, right?

Looking around the Capital City, Heir Pei’s appearance was indeed among the best of the best, and her daughter certainly had an eye for it.

Thinking this way made her even more satisfied, so Mrs. Zheng added, "The matter of Wanwan breaking off the engagement with the Wuyuan Marquis Mansion caused quite a stir in the Capital. Does Princess Duan Yang know you came?"

"For such a significant marriage matter, I wouldn’t dare visit without informing my parents first," Pei Yuqing replied carefully and added, "They only wish I would marry soon. I have an impractical request, I hope the two of you can grant it."