Notorious reputation

  Xiao Heng's heart was vexed, and the suppressed anger of the whole afternoon burst out uncontrollably. He spoke in a sarcastic tone: "Fourth Young Miss, are you afraid of being associated with me and offending your cousin? Since he doesn't even want to marry you, why must you be so self-righteous?"

  Yuanyi's face suddenly changed, he raised his eyes, frowned and looked at him.

  Xiao Heng's face stiffened, wondering if he had said too much, when he heard Yuan Yi say in a low voice: "You're monitoring me!"

  As soon as the words fell, Xiao Heng jumped up like a black cat with its fur standing on end, glared at her and coldly snorted: "What kind of scallion are you, worthy of being monitored by me? Your brazen act of blocking people at the gate to ask for marriage, I don't know how many eyes have seen it, anyone with a bit of intention should have known already."

  She was taken aback for a moment, and spent the entire afternoon thinking about how to escape her fate of entering the palace, and had forgotten about the consequences of her rash actions.

  It's just that being chosen as a concubine was too much of a shock to her, and she lost her composure. Coincidentally, Zhang Zhongxi appeared, and in the heat of the moment, she spoke nonsense without regard for the occasion, forgetting that there were still many servants following behind him.

  Nowadays, all the respectable families in Beijing must have known about her shocking and unconventional behavior. From now on, Zhang's family won't have to worry about the endless stream of matchmakers anymore.

  Now she has nothing left to say.

  The Zhu family is a family that values poetry and books, with strict requirements for ethics and morality. How will they deal with this daughter who has tarnished the family's reputation? Even if her father wants to protect her, it may be too late now.

  She couldn't help but laugh out loud at the absurdity of it all - she had just escaped the tiger's mouth only to enter the wolf's den.

  Xiao Heng saw Yuan Yi's face change several times, and his heart moved. He smiled and said: "Now you're also notorious, why don't we pair up?"

  She looked at the man in front of her with a complex gaze, his eyebrows and eyes were elegant, his appearance was handsome, and there was often a smile on his lips that seemed gentle. His words were not serious and it was hard to tell what was true or false. At first glance, he was an easygoing rogue who would easily get into romantic entanglements, and he was also the type of man she had always disliked the most.

  This kind of man seems to be sentimental, but in fact he is the most ruthless. Although he has been devoted to her all along and seemed to have true feelings for her, it's just because she looks good and he wants to take advantage of her freshness for a while.

  In this way, Hua Cong's mentality was thoroughly understood from her previous life, and she could maintain a clear mind as always, unaffected by anything.

  But now... her fingers tapped lightly on the table, and a multitude of scenes surged in her mind, with Ling Ge'r, Father, Pang Niang, Zhang Shi, and a large crowd of people related or unrelated to her, either concerned or mocking, like a big net, leaving her no escape.

  Her life has never allowed her to make choices freely.

  She pressed down on the loose pearl flower on her hair bun, smiled slightly at Xiao Heng, and said magnificently: "Good."

  Xiao Heng was shocked by her sudden words, the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground without him even realizing it, he just stared at Yuan Yi blankly and stuttered: "What do you mean?"

  Yuanyi's smile remained unchanged as she said, "If you come to my door tomorrow to propose, I will agree to marry you."

  Xiao Heng's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost and couldn't believe it. He scrutinized her again carefully, as if seeing her for the first time, then swooped out of the window with a whoosh, leaving his fan behind, disappearing into the dark night.

  The original intention's gaze condensed in the ivory white jade folding fan, after a long time, the corner of his mouth hooked up a sneer to the extreme arc.