Chu Yunyan's eyes lit up, and her cheeks seemed to be dyed red. She asked shyly, "Father, is what you said true? When exactly would he be back? The president had been looking for a wife for him."
The Second daughter, Chu Yunlan, twisted her handkerchief and said with a smile, "You're so concerned. Do you want to be the president's daughter-in-law? The eldest Sister and Cousin Si studied with him. They heard that Young Master Gong was handsome and gentlemanly. The president thinks highly of Father, so the position of the eldest daughter-in-law will fall on the Chu family sooner or later."
Chu Yunyan joked, "Maybe the young master is interested in the second and third sisters?"
The Third daughter, Chu Yunxi, looked anxious and uneasy. She snorted coldly and looked out of the window expectantly, "They're here, they're here. Why did they come here in a carriage?"
Chu Qingze straightened his clothes and strode out.
The carriage stopped in the courtyard. The coachman lifted the curtain, and a handsome young man in a suit jumped down, "Hello, Uncle Chu."
When Si Jinchen saw that Chu Qingze had personally welcomed him, he politely cupped his hands and helped Chu Yunqian, behind him, out of the carriage.
"I thought it was the Young Marshal." Chu Yunxi muttered in disappointment, "I didn't expect it to be you guys."
Si Jinchen frowned and asked unhappily, "Mo Lingyuan is coming? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"
Chu Yunqian pursed her lips and said disdainfully, "Didn't the president force my family to marry the young marshal'? Today was the day they returned home.
Speaking of which, Chu Yunyao used to be your fiancée. Her grandmother and your grandmother were on good terms back then, and they verbally engaged when they were young.
I brought you here today to let you see the beauty of your ex-fiancée."
Si Jinchen noticed the jealousy in Chu Yunqian's tone and immediately coaxed her gently, "All the girls in this world combined are not as beautiful as you."
Chu Yunqian pouted at him and pulled him into the living room.
Another carriage stopped in the courtyard. Chu Qingze hurried forward and was about to help draw the curtain.
A slender white hand reached out from behind the curtain. Chu Yunyao used one hand to open the curtain and the other to cover the handkerchief on her face. She jumped down from the carriage briskly.
Chu Qingze craned his neck to look into the carriage and asked, "Where's the president?"
"I don't know." Chu Yunyao shook her head.
"Where's the Marshal?"
"He has something urgent to attend to. He'll come over later."
Chu Qingze's face immediately darkened. He ignored Chu Yunyao and turned to walk into the living room.
Chu Yunyao leisurely followed him into the living room. She grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and sat down, slowly cracking them.
Chu Yunqian saw her acting like the house hostess and said mockingly, "It's not like we haven't seen your true face. Aren't you going to take off your handkerchief when you eat?"
"You have to know your place since you're ugly."
"I thought I would hear the news of your unfortunate death today. It's a miracle that the young marshal can still let you live until now after seeing your face."
"You just said that the young marshal had something urgent. I'm afraid the young marshal doesn't plan to come at all, right? Country bumpkins liked to lie.
...
Chu Qingze did not stop these people from humiliating her. He only ordered the housekeeper to call the ladies out for dinner.
Chu Yunyao took off her handkerchief, swept her dark eyes over the young ladies mocking her, and sneered, "You don't like me. I hate seeing you too.
I'm here today to ask one thing. How did my mother die back then?"