106: Chapter 66 The Young Prodigy 106: Chapter 66 The Young Prodigy (First Watch of the Night)
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“As for the wife…” Ran Yan really wanted to laugh, but she thought it seed sowhat cruel to delight in other people’s misfortunes, so she pursed her lips to hold it in.
This description in Ran Yunsheng’s eyes made him think that she really was taken with Xiao Song, and he said anxiously, “Ah Yan, I’ve recently heard that Uncle is in talks with the Yan Family about a marriage proposal.
Yan Er Lang is indeed a rare talent with a limitless future…”
“Big Brother,” Ran Yan interrupted him and smiled, “Although I don’t know what kind of person suits , I do know that soone like Xiao Song is not right for .”
Because the forr Ran Yan was truly too weak, it made Ran Yunsheng always so anxious, wishing he could keep her safe in his pocket.
“Hmm, Big Brother always forgets that our Ah Yan has grown up.” Ran Yunsheng sighed in relief.
As they turned to enter the door, they saw a young man in a white wide-sleeved robe standing at the entrance.
He must have been there for a while; his tall figure looked sowhat lanky under the moonlight.
Cradling a blue cloth bundle, his cheeks flushed red as he saw Ran Yan look over but he clenched his teeth and walked over.
“Wife,” Sang Chen called softly.
Ran Yan hadn’t seen this pair of “second rabbits” for quite so days, so her mood was slightly better than usual, “What brings you here so late?”
Sang Chen glanced at Ran Yunsheng, his expression briefly frozen, then he wore a look like one on the verge of tears but desperately holding back.
He clutched the cloth bundle tightly and turned to run off.
Ran Yan opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say.
Every ti she faced Sang Chen, she felt her two years of psychology had been wasted, completely unable to guess what his series of actions really ant psychologically.
“I think he looks familiar, Ah Yan, who is he?” Ran Yunsheng watched the staggering, bumbling figure of Sang Chen and felt perplexed.
“His na is Sang Chen, styled Sui Yuan, the new Tutor in the village.” Ran Yan copied Sang Chen’s unchanging self-introduction.
“Sang Chen?” Ran Yunsheng’s voice suddenly soared, slightly losing composure.
Ran Yan turned to look at him, about to ask, when Sang Chen ca huffing and puffing back, stuffing a package into Ran Yan’s arms, his cheeks crimson, “This…
today is the Qixi Festival, and Wife has always been exceedingly kind to …”
Taken care of him?
Had she?
Ran Yan looked at him, puzzled.
“Mister Sui Yuan!” Ran Yunsheng suddenly rembered sothing and interrupted his stamring.
Sang Chen appeared annoyed, glaring at Ran Yunsheng with righteous indignation, “Sir, it is not gentlemanly conduct to interrupt others when they are speaking!”
Mister Sui Yuan’s teachings are correct,” Ran Yunsheng sincerely bowed in apology.
Sang Chen seed appeased by his sincere attitude, his expression relaxed a bit, but also appeared confused, “Do we know each other?”
“Mister Sui Yuan might not recognize this student, but this student has long admired the Mister,” Ran Yunsheng replied with a bright smile.
That bright and refreshing handso smile was truly enviable and jealousy-inducing, which made Sang Chen feel uncomfortable, but considering the polite manner of the other party, it didn’t feel right to make a fuss for no reason, so he politely returned the gesture to Ran Yunsheng, “You are too kind, sir, I am but a humble Tutor from the countryside with no reputation to speak of.
May I ask who you are?”
As they exchanged pleasantries, Ran Yan wondered internally.
Considering Ran Yunsheng’s attitude, could this “second rabbit” actually be soone of significance?
But at most, he couldn’t be more than twenty years old, could he truly be a famous Confucian scholar?
“The student’s na is Ran Yunsheng,” Ran Yunsheng said.
Ran Yunsheng?
Sang Chen’s eyes lit up; although he truly didn’t know who Ran Yunsheng was, since they shared the surna Ran, it was likely that he was Ran Yan’s elder brother.
His face eased significantly, and he said with a beaming smile, “Since the hour is late, I won’t keep you any longer.
I shall take my leave.”
With mood lifted, Sang Chen cheerfully trotted across the bridge.
“Another hotshot?” Ran Yan asked with raised eyebrows.
Ran Yunsheng withdrew his gaze, his face alight with joy, “Ah Yan, I think he seems to have feelings for you.
If you’re not against it, I’ll let him co over to propose tomorrow!”
This left Ran Yan surprised; Ran Yunsheng treated both Xiao Song and Sang Chen with great respect, yet when it ca to marriage, he supported Sang Chen without hesitation.
“Mister Sui Yuan’s original surna is not Sang but Cui.
He is the legitimate son from the sixth house of Boling’s Cui Clan.
Initially, Cui Liulang insisted on marrying a woman from a lesser family, which the Clan elders absolutely opposed.
That Lady gave birth to him in her first year of marriage, and the following year she passed away, never having been accepted into the Clan’s ancestral temple.
Cui Liulang died of depression five years later, and afterward, Sang Chen was sent back to his mother’s natal ho.
However, in recent years, the Cui Clan has entered his na into the family registry,” Ran Yunsheng explained.
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