My Silly, Sweet Wife

Murong blinked twice, a smile tugging at her lips: ”Mu Hua, you’re suddenly being so attentive—are you trying to pull some trick to frame me?”

”Nonsense, sis, do you really see me that badly?” Mu Hua’s face was full of discontent: ”Sis, to tell you the truth, I have met Ye Guichen, and I also know he is the master of the Heavenly God Temple. Tsk tsk, you wouldn’t believe it, but the Lin Family offended him, and with just two phone calls, he annihilated the Lin Family. Such skill, that’s truly impressive.”

”Oh?” Seeing Mu Hua’s animated expression, Murong became interested: ”Come on, tell me, quickly. What exactly happened?”

Mu Hua embellished the story as he recounted the events.

Murong’s eyes sparkled with wonder, resting her chin as if infatuated: ”As expected of the man I fancy, he truly has charisma. Hmph, mom actually opposes this. I really don’t understand. Such a charming man, and she opposes him? Come on, you’re coming with me to find mom. Tell her again what you just told me, so she can understand what kind of person your brother-in-law is!”

Before Mu Hua could refuse, Murong dragged him towards the outside.

In the garden pavilion.

A woman, dressed plainly but exuding an air of nobility from within, sat upright on a chair.

Before her was a large embroidery, nearly two meters long.

The embroidery was still a work in progress, depicting a phoenix soaring through the sky, though the tail hadn’t yet been sewn. Yet even so, it had an imposing aura.

This phoenix wasn’t like ordinary cute ones. Its eyes glowed red, its wings spread wide soaring in the heavens, with mountains beneath appearing as if they could be destroyed with a single breath.

Even the embroidery faintly exuded a murderous aura.

This woman was well-preserved; though nearly fifty, she looked no different from someone in their twenties.

Her skin was fair and smooth, as delicate as jade.

There was an indescribable and imposing presence about her brows and eyes.

She was none other than Mu Rong and Mu Hua’s mother, Qin Wan.

Beside Qin Wan stood another woman with an equally remarkable presence.

If she stood before ordinary people, her temperament would surely overshadow them, but before Qin Wan, she showed no hints of arrogance, appearing respectful.

”Miss, the Kyoto Lin Family was destroyed overnight, supposedly due to that young man named Ye Guichen.” This woman was Aunt Mei, who had previously approached Ye Guichen.

Aunt Mei glanced at the embroidery in front of Qin Wan and said softly: ”That Ye Guichen is indeed a genius. At such a young age, he founded the Heavenly God Temple and became the leader of the Shennong Sect. Most of the elite heirs can’t compare. Since Miss Murong likes him, why not go along with it?”

Qin Wan continued working with her hands and replied lightly, her voice as melodious as a lark: ”Aunt Mei, ever since I was six years old, you’ve been by my side, witnessing many storms with me. Back then, the Qin Family didn’t want me to marry Murong’s father just because, in their eyes, he was nothing but a commoner unworthy of me. Yet, I simply liked him, willing to sever ties with the Qin Family just to marry him.”

”If you ask whether I have ever regretted it, thinking carefully, no, I haven’t regretted it. Because I truly liked him and was willing to support him.”

”But still, so what? In many people’s eyes, the Mu Family is a high and mighty existence, and he is the foremost figure in Jinling and leader of an army. Yet, in the eyes of the Qin Family, he still amounts to nothing.”

At this point, Qin Wan raised her head to look at Aunt Mei, ”Do you understand what I mean?”

Aunt Mei was stunned. After meeting Qin Wan’s eyes for a moment, she lowered her head quickly: ”Miss, I understand. In other’s eyes, Ye Guichen’s achievements may be outstanding and commendable, but in the Qin Family’s eyes, Ye Guichen is nothing but a clown. Perhaps founding the Heavenly God Temple at this age is indeed worth boasting about, but in the eyes of the Qin Family, the Heavenly God Temple is just child’s play.”

”Hehe, as long as you understand.” Qin Wan sighed deeply, her eyes filled with depth: ”I used to not understand why my family opposed me back then, but now I have become the villain in the family myself. Back then, maybe the Qin Family didn’t do much to Murong’s father, but the situation is different now. They will never allow Murong to marry a commoner. Of course, in their eyes, Ye Guichen is nothing but an ant, unworthy of a Qin descendant. If I really agreed to Murong and Ye Guichen being together, it would be like slapping the Qin Family in the face again, which would undoubtedly enraged them and eventually harm them.”

Aunt Mei’s lips moved a couple of times, wanting to say something, but found herself at a loss. She sighed deeply: ”Miss, in fact, all these years, the Qin Family has wanted you to bow your head and admit your mistakes. If you were willing to bow, why would the Mu Family need to linger in Jinling?”

”Lower my head?” Qin Wan laughed drily: ”I can’t go back, so why lower my head?”

Her slender fingers moved slightly, and Qin Wan pulled out a letter from beneath the embroidery, ”Look, the Qin Family has always thought they were above everything else, and even the four great plutocratic families of the Capital City are no more than ants. They know Murong is of age, and they still write to me, wanting to introduce her to a potential fiancé.”

Aunt Mei was taken aback and glanced at the letter.

The letter was evidently different from ordinary letters, entirely made of gold with a grandiose ”Qin” character drawn in the lower right corner.

This was the exclusive letter of the hidden Qin Family.

If it were sold, it would probably be worth millions.

However, if others got their hands on it, no one would sell it.

Because, having such a letter was akin to receiving an imperial inscription in ancient times, which deserved to be treasured at home.

But in Qin Wan’s eyes, this letter was nothing but a satire.

She had been married for over twenty years, yet the Qin Family still wanted to meddle in her affairs.

A weariness flashed through her eyes, followed by helplessness.

At this time, Murong and Mu Hua came to stand in front of Qin Wan.

Qin Wan looked up at Murong, her tone growing colder: ”Rong’er, are you here to pick a fight with me?”

From a young age, Murong had been quite fearful of her aloof mother, but now she stiffened her face and mustered her courage: ”Mom, the reason you keep objecting to my marriage with Ye Guichen is simply that you don’t think he’s excellent enough! Fine, since you don’t believe me, today, let Mu Hua tell you how exceptional he really is.”

Mu Hua quickly nodded, grinning as he said: ”Yeah, mom, my brother-in-law is actually…”

”What does it have to do with you!” Qin Wan glared at Mu Hua, scaring him into swallowing his words back down, timidly speaking: ”Mom, I... I just wanted to tell you something, is there really any need to get so angry?”

Qin Wan ignored Mu Hua, turning her gaze towards Murong: ”Rong’er, I know Ye Guichen is outstanding, but his excellence, in many people’s eyes, is insignificant!”