Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 20

Xie Wanqing originally thought that the words she spoke were harsh enough.

Lu Ziyuan, such a proud person, being scolded as disgusting by her, yet still not turning on his face was truly strange.

But unexpectedly, he really didn’t lose his temper.

Except for his eyes growing darker, as if tangibly resting on her, his tone was very calm.

"Wanwan," he said word by word: "If you really can’t accept it, I won’t let her in."

Whether it was because he rarely made such concessions, or he truly couldn’t let go of Liu Manrou, when he said this, his face didn’t look very good.

Upon hearing this, Xie Wanqing’s first thought was, he could actually listen, at least he didn’t keep calling out Rou Niang, and then she laughed.

She laughed until her eyes bent, tilted her head to look at him, and mocked lightly: "Are you willing to keep your beloved outside, making her worse than a cheap concubine?"

Lu Ziyuan’s eyes drooped, squinting at the prickly girl in front of him, his expression profound and unpredictable.

After a moment of silence, he seemed to sigh lowly, then said: "I didn’t know having one more person by my side would make your reaction so intense."

After all, his fiancée loved him extremely, and in front of him, she was genuinely very obedient, so obedient that he defaulted she would unconditionally follow his decisions, without needing to explain a single word to her.

No matter what, she would steadfastly love him.

But this time, he brought back Liu Manrou, and when she knew, she seemed to become a different person.

Sarcastic, full of thorns, jealousy-ridden.

In the eyes of secular norms, she was really difficult to become the headmistress of Marquis Mansion.

He calmly thought to himself that he indeed should break off the engagement and marry a tolerant noblewoman instead, but his eyes couldn’t move an inch from the girl in front of him.

Since returning to the Capital for so long, they’ve only met once, and it ended unpleasantly.

In the past days when they didn’t see each other, she would always actively seek him out, but this time she was truly determined.

...However, thinking that all her actions were due to jealousy, Lu Ziyuan wasn’t as angry.

"Wanwan, you actually don’t have to care so much about those insignificant women." After all, I never thought I would marry anyone else.

He pursed his lips, swallowed this sentence, unwilling to let her feel smug, and said faintly: "I promise you, according to the Xie family’s rules, I won’t bring up the matter of taking concubines before thirty."

Xie Wanqing raised her eyebrows a little, somewhat surprised.

Turns out he’s not really that inflexible; he is willing to make concessions.

It’s just that she was previously soft-natured, obedient, making him never need to yield in front of her.

But now, though he was willing to kindly make concessions, she didn’t look up to it.

Lu Ziyuan finished speaking and kept his eyes fixed on her expression. As Xie Wanqing curved her lips into a smile, he coldly interrupted: "Think carefully before you speak, don’t make decisions you’ll regret."

"Don’t worry, I won’t regret it."

Xie Wanqing lowered her eyes, her gaze fell on the embroidered pouch at his waist, and said, "Previously, I was short-sighted, didn’t realize that the Lu family’s descendants are thin, not suitable for me, and I also don’t want to hinder your grand plan to extend the Lu family’s lineage."

"I am petty and jealous, can’t tolerate people. My husband cannot take concubines not only before thirty, but resolutely not after thirty as well, he can only have me alone in his life."

"So, our engagement should end here. You’ll marry another woman who can tolerate your wide acceptance of concubines, and extend the Lu family’s lineage..."

She paused, finally looked up again, gazed at the man’s bluish face ahead with a slight startle, but continued: "I truly wish for the Lu family to prosper with children, and you with numerous wives and concubines, sons and grandchildren filling the hall."

She never thought of going back, nor did she want to enter Lu Mansion again, guarding a small courtyard, suffering day after day.

In his eyes, she must be extremely unappreciative, so his face was this unpleasant, eyebrows sharp, black pupils seemingly burning with towering anger, jaw clenched tightly, gritting his teeth staring at her.

Indeed, it was rare for him to yield once, yet she rejected without hesitation.

Xie Wanqing almost wanted to laugh again but held back considering his mood.

Having said what needed to be said, she slightly bowed and excused herself, and as she turned to enter the door, she heard his slightly hoarse voice behind: "Wanwan, don’t you like me?"

Since she liked him, how could she so cleanly sever feelings and wish him many wives and concubines?

Xie Wanqing’s steps slightly halted, her heart bitterly smiling.

Indeed, he always knew how much she liked him and knew exactly how to use her affections to hurt her.

The sky gradually darkened, enveloped in night, the girl never looked back. Lu Ziyuan quietly watched her back until at the moment her extremely soft voice rose, his tall figure suddenly stiffened.

Xie Wanqing said: "I don’t like you anymore now."

...I don’t want to like you anymore.

Having said that, she seemed to let down some defenses, stepping lightly into her home.

The heavy door slowly closed, Lu Ziyuan stood in place without stopping her.

Under the dark sky, his emotions were well hidden, no one could see through, yet even so, the cold aura radiating from him discouraged anyone from approaching,

even Mingjian not far behind him didn’t dare to recklessly step forward and disturb.

......

As soon as Xie Wanqing entered, she saw her brother standing quietly under the eaves with a lantern embroidered with lotus flowers, his wide sleeves flowing in the night wind, his demeanor like a celestial lord descending to the mortal realm.

She blinked, yet before speaking, Xie YanYu walked over with the lantern, raised his hand to pat his sister’s head: "Look forward, don’t be sad."

"..." Xie Wanqing held back, but couldn’t, let out an ’awoo’, and lunged into her brother’s arms.

She had considerable strength, Xie YanYu was slightly knocked aside, fortunately the Six Arts of the Gentleman were learned well, he eventually steadied himself.

He lightly sighed, began patting his sister’s shoulder: "Cry, but only this time."

"I didn’t intend to cry." After crying for a while, Xie Wanqing annoyedly left her brother’s embrace.

She truly hadn’t intended to cry, was coaxed into crying.

Took out a handkerchief to wipe tears, a bit embarrassed, complained: "All your fault, brother, unnecessarily so sentimental."

"It’s just fearing you were bullied badly." Xie YanYu lowered his gaze, glanced at her, rarely praised: "You did well just now, that’s how you let that Lu know the girls of the Xie family are not at his beck and call."

"..." Xie Wanqing remained silent for a moment, looked up at him.

Such a good brother, suddenly reluctant to match him with Princess Pingning.

Brother and sister walked alongside on the bluestone bricks, their long shadows dragging on the ground. Xie Wanqing watched for a while, then suddenly tilted her neck and asked: "If I insisted on marrying Lu Ziyuan, would you be furious?"

Xie YanYu said indifferently: "You marry whoever you want, why would I be angry."