"I guess it’s a case of ’there’s always soone better,’ isn’t it?" Qin Shaobai straightened up and patted his face, trying to wake himself up. "A lot of things aren’t under your control; in this world, there’s no ’strongest,’ only ’stronger still.’
"I’m quite confused about this matter myself." Perhaps a bit clearer now, Qin Shaobai’s voice beca more distinct, and his tone carried a hint of heaviness. "I’m afraid the truth will expose us to even more unknowns."
Song Zhike remained silent; what had been said wasn’t without reason.
*
The Shi Family had been bustling lately. Everyone heard that Shi Aoju’s mother, Shen Cheng, would be returning to the country for an extended stay, so discussions about it were frequent.
"They say Young Master Jue’s mother is especially beautiful."
"Heard that, too. Apparently, she was a great beauty in her youth!"
"What do you an ’in her youth’? She’s still a beauty now, isn’t she? She’s taken exceptionally good care of herself, you can’t tell her age at all."
"Well, of course with the money, she’s got the ans..."
"I’ve also heard that Young Master Jue’s father is particularly handso, over forty but looking like he’s just in his early thirties: mature, handso, and charming..."
"Looking at Young Master Jue, you can imagine what his father and mother are like. After all, there’s this thing called genetics..."
Just as everyone was engaged in discussion, the housekeeper ca over from afar, his voice eerily saying, "I don’t know about beauty, but I’ve heard that Young Master Jue’s mother is very strict with him."
Su Jiuyi, who was watering the flowers, couldn’t help but curl her lips upon hearing the housekeeper’s words. How else could soone so outstanding be nurtured if not for strictness?
In fact, Shen Cheng was indeed very strict with Shi Aoju. From a young age, she had almost always watched him handle matters from an outsider’s perspective, never intervening.
It was precisely because of this that Shi Aoju developed such a personality—having his own opinions and being resolute.
"I heard that Young Master Jue almost got engaged to a girl nad Quan Xin, whom his mother seems to like very much."
"Really?" a maid asked. "So did that girl Quan Xin actually get engaged to the young master?"
Hearing this, Su Jiuyi furrowed her brow. Who is Quan Xin anyway?
"Probably not, but that girl and the young master seem to have a good relationship. She’s still abroad now, and the madam really likes her. The two families often visit each other, so I feel that engagent is just a matter of ti. Besides, think about it, in a prestigious family like the Shi’s, how many marriages aren’t for the sake of interests?"
Su Jiuyi was stunned; it seed they truly didn’t know about Shi Aoju and Qi Jingren’s marriage.
But if Quan Xin really has a good relationship with Shi Aoju, wouldn’t it be easy for him to cancel the engagent?
She sighed, turned away, and continued watering her flower bed, not intending to listen to the conversation any further.
After all, whoever Shi Aoju gets engaged to has nothing to do with her.
A layer of mist in the night sky blocked the bright moonlight, and the originally dazzling stars beca nowhere to be seen, much like Su Jiuyi’s current mood, shrouded in a thick haze, heavy enough to feel suffocating.
Creeping up the attic’s walls were vines of varying depths, and upon closer inspection, one would find the wall roots covered in moss, densely packed, clinging to the wall like suction cups.
In the courtyard, the trellis was entwined with tender green grape leaves, winding and curling, adorned with clusters of purple grapes, plump like black pearls, glistening under the light from the window.
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