My Silly, Sweet Wife

Song Botong saw Zhao Yi kneeling in front of him, and couldn’t help but let out a cold scoff, yet he had no intention of helping him up!

Seeing Song Botong’s reaction, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but increase his volume and cried, ”Second Uncle, from the moment I first saw Yanran, I was deeply attracted by her pure and extraordinary temperament. Besides, if our two families marry, who else in Taihe Town would stand against us.”

Upon hearing Zhao Yi’s words, Song Botong pondered for a while, with a trace of a smile on his face, and slowly said, ”Nephew Zhao! It’s not that I’m not giving you a chance, but what you did last time makes me have to reconsider the marriage alliance between our families.”

Hearing Song Botong’s words, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but furrow his brow, his face full of anxiousness.

”Second Uncle, it was all caused by the Nolan family’s scheming last time, our Zhao family knew nothing at all!” Zhao Yi said indignantly.

Song Botong’s eyes gleamed as he said, ”Nephew Zhao, you’ve come only representing yourself, but our family’s jewel has been cherished and protected since childhood, making me question your sincerity!”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi hurriedly said, ”Second Uncle, just give me a chance, rest assured, I will surely seize it and win Yanran over.”

Song Botong secretly calculated in his heart: ”The Song family is currently in crisis, with the Nolan and Zhao families watching closely. Any disturbance might make them join forces to push the Song family into eternal doom. At this time, if there is a marriage alliance with the Zhao family, it could temporarily stabilize the situation, wait for my mother to recover from her injuries, then unite with Zhao family to swallow Nolan family, and slowly eat away Zhao family.”

Thinking of this, a smile slowly appeared on Song Botong’s face.

”Nephew Zhao, quickly get up.” Song Botong stepped forward and helped Zhao Yi up, smiling, ”Nephew Zhao, rest assured, Yanran is already at the age for marriage discussions, and who else in Taihe Town suits Yanran better than you? Don’t let me down!”

Upon hearing Song Botong’s words, Zhao Yi rejoiced, ”Uncle, rest assured, within a month I will definitely marry Yanran to our Zhao family in glory. Without further ado, Nephew shall take his leave first!”

Seeing Zhao Yi leave, Song Botong thought of Ye Guichen in the council chamber, waved his hand, called the nearby person to his ear, whispered a few words, only to see that person leave in a hurry.

Song Botong quickly moved to the council chamber, upon seeing Ye Guichen, his expression sank a bit.

Ye Guichen, seeing Song Botong return, playfully said, ”Master Song, being out for such a long time, I wonder what you’ve decided!”

Song Botong slowly sat at the center seat in the hall, pondered, ”Mr. Ye, I wonder how you plan to cooperate!”

”It’s simple, just send me to the Spirit Stone mine, and the specifics are not your concern!” Ye Guichen said solemnly.

Song Botong had heard Mrs. Song mention about the Spirit Stone mine, it might contain treasures, but since it is so deep inside, she was injured by a dark shadow just from probing the edge and had to retreat swiftly.

Song Botong did not believe that Ye Guichen, with only a Golden Core fifth-level person by his side, could solve the issues in the Spirit Stone mine which his own mother, at Golden Core Peak, couldn’t handle.

He wouldn’t believe that Ye Guichen, only in his early twenties, could have a cultivation surpassing his mother’s.

In his view, they were just heading to their doom, as he had previously sent people to probe, none had returned, losing even one Golden Core Realm cultivator was an unbearable loss to Song family since they have only a handful of Golden Core cultivators.

Song Botong stood up, rolled his eyes, ”Going to the Spirit Stone mine is fine, but I need one of our people to go with you.”

Before he finished speaking, they saw a white-haired man with a wooden sword strapped to his back, appearing like a Taoist, walk in. As he moved, his beard danced, followed by a Daoist Child.

”Isn’t that Master Zuo Qiuyun?”

House servants whispered, ”I’ve heard Mr. Zuo’s cultivation has reached Golden Core Peak, just a step away from Nascent Soul Realm, and his Charm Tao Skill is unpredictable.”

”See the peach wood sword on his back? It’s said to be made from a piece of Dragon Suppressing Wood, naturally repelling and restraining ghosts.”

”The Daoist Child behind him is also not ordinary, apparently reaching Golden Core Realm at a young age, with a limitless future!”

As Zuo Qiuyun approached, the murmurs ceased.

Ye Guichen, observing, couldn’t help but evaluate the Taoist, bursting into laughter.

The Taoist’s outfit resembling a Western magician evoked Ye Guichen’s amusement uncontrollably.

Song Botong, seeing Zuo Qiuyun arrive, felt assured, his face immediately adorned with a smile, swiftly approached and said, ”Mr. Zuo, please have a seat!”

The man appeared arrogant, with an air of superiority, swaggered to the center seat of the council hall, accepted a quickly offered cup of tea, while the Daoist Child naturally stood to his left.

Zuo Qiuyun gently blew on the tea, took a sip, and said, ”Botong, why did you call me here today, is there something important?”