Chapter Thirty-Seven: Favourite Style

  "What ugly thing can I do? It's you, in front of so many matchmakers, doing such a thing," Ye Yun glanced at the innocent table on the ground. She didn't catch it not because she couldn't, but because she didn't want to. After all, it wasn't her face that was lost. "You're being unreasonable and disobedient to your brother and sister-in-law, and you even overturned the table. If this gets out, who will still want you?"

  Ling Wei's face turned red, "I don't need anyone to care about me! On the other hand, you think you're really my sister-in-law? Don't dream on! Shi Man is back, and as soon as brother sees her, he'll abandon you. You just wait to be kicked out!"

  "Oh, then I'll be waiting with bated breath. Can't wait for your brother to sweep me out the door." She'd laugh in her sleep just thinking about it.

  Heaven knows how much she regretted agreeing to do this for Ling Feng, the 100,000 taels from trading with Murong Yu were already enough for her to live a life in this era.

  "What's going on here?" A cold voice came, Ling Feng walked in from outside wearing a white robe, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly together as he saw the overturned tables inside, "What happened?"

  Ye Yun's lips curled up in a smile as she gazed intensely at Ling Feng.

  It's as if saying "I told you your sister wouldn't listen obediently."

  Ling Wei rushed over as soon as she saw Ling Feng, grasping his left arm with both hands, her face full of grievance.

  "Brother! Look! I just casually mentioned to her that she was being too forward in trying to matchmake for me, and she actually flipped the table over. Such a shrewish woman, you can't marry her. She's already bullying me before she's even entered our household, what will happen later?"

  Ling Feng listened and lowered his cold eyes, casting a chilly glance at Ling Wei, "Is this really true?"

  Ling Wei was glared at by Ling Feng, and suddenly it seemed as if all her worries had been seen through. Her eyes, due to her guilty conscience, didn't dare meet Ling Feng's gaze.

  "Of course I am! Brother, don't you believe me? I'm your own sister!"

  In order to increase the effect, Ling Wei deliberately lowered her head, on the one hand to avoid Ling Feng's bright eyes, and on the other hand to pretend to be a mysterious tearful appearance.

  "It's precisely because you're my own sister that I won't forgive your lies to me." Ling Feng's voice was cold and firm, allowing no room for doubt. "Ling Wei, if what you just said is true, then why did the table Yun'er overturned instead lean towards her?"

  Ling Wei was taken aback, feeling guilty, her palms began to sweat, and she muttered to herself: "How do I know? Maybe she just wants to create this situation to ruin our sibling relationship."

  Ling Feng shook his head in disappointment, "Ling Wei, you've really let me down. You're someone who never lies to me. Why are you being so evasive? And besides, Yun'er didn't take it upon herself, the matchmaking was something I asked her to help me with."

  "What?!". Ling Wei raised her head, looking at Ling Feng in disbelief. "What did you just say? Brother! Why are you doing this? You clearly know..."

  "Grandma has already made up her mind about you." Ling Feng's gaze was icy as he looked at Ling Wei, "If you don't want me to help you find a husband, then obediently prepare to marry Yan Qing."

  Ling Wei was as if she had been doused with a basin of ice water, her whole body swayed, and her face turned pale.

  "No! I don't want to marry Yan Qing! I won't!" She shook her head and muttered repeatedly.

  Ling Feng shook his head and said, "Someone come and help Miss back."

  The servant waiting outside immediately came in and supported Ling Wei as she left.

  "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Sometimes you're really ruthless. You actually told her directly about this matter." Ye Yun shook her head repeatedly.

  "What? You don't like it?" Ling Feng picked up the table.

  Ye Yun shook her head again.

  Ling Feng was just about to ask her what she meant.

  "I like your style of doing things. Hiding and concealing is completely against my personality."

  Digression

  A lot of things happened at home in the past two days, so today's update is a bit less. I'll make up for it tomorrow. Starting from tomorrow, I will try to stockpile drafts for future updates, so don't worry, I won't stop updating!