Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart Chapter 422 - 421: Impossible to Become Husband and Wife

Ye Zhi shook her little head, dispelling the jumbled thoughts, took a few deep breaths, and forced herself to calm down: "Xiao Chen can’t possibly marry . It’s enough if he doesn’t kill in the future, and I can’t marry him either. Huanhuan, there are things you wouldn’t understand even if I told you. It’s just that when I was young, I was ignorant and often bullied Xiao Chen with Li Du and so other naughty kids."

When she said this, her tone was low and full of remorse, it shouldn’t have been that way. Huanhuan walked over, patted her small shoulder to show comfort: "Who rembers childhood stuff clearly? It’s just you being silly and holding onto it, but aren’t you just making things difficult for yourself?"

Ye Zhi looked at her gloomily, Little Traitor is a precocious child, different from us...

Ming Yan, having followed Ah Tao for a long ti, beca delicate and dexterous, said with a clever voice: "Yes, miss, you’re kind-hearted, rembering things from years ago so clearly, you treat Mr. Shen so well these days, he sees it too, how could he bear to kill you? In my opinion, it’s good enough that you don’t cause him trouble."

At this response, Ye Zhi and Huanhuan couldn’t help but applaud her.

She’s practically a replica of Ah Tao.

Ye Zhi thought of her forr close maid who was probably playing with her son at that mont, that boy with a tiger-like head, resembling Ah Tao a bit.

Huanhuan sat on a pear-wood chair, swinging her legs, and said in a clear voice, "Ah Zhi, do you want to marry Xiao Chen? Honestly, Xiao Chen is exceptionally graceful, though slender compared to most people, but he’s also a martial artist, not much different. You both grew up in the Ye Mansion as childhood friends; if you truly were together, it would be wonderful."

She gave a knowing glance to the person standing next to her.

Ming Yan caught Huanhuan’s glance and chid in, "Miss, let be frank, Mr. Shen is extrely handso, unmatched in the world, fitting your liking for handso n. As the saying goes, ’the pavilion closest to the water enjoys the moonlight first’. If you don’t take the initiative, so other girl will get lucky."

Since rising to a first-class maid, her ability to read situations had greatly improved.

She thoroughly understood her master’s daily interests.

When Ming Yan first arrived at the Ye Mansion, she still went back to Yanyu Building to see her old friends, but over ti, after getting to know people like the young lady, Ah Tao, and Lu He at the Ye Mansion, she rarely went back.

The last ti she went to Yanyu Building was last year.

In Yanyu Building, Sister Shuixin and the others couldn’t save her, and no one would spend thousands of taels on a girl they couldn’t touch in a brothel. To preserve her innocence and reunite with Master Zhi Chen in the next life, her only option was death. It was Miss Ah Zhi who saved her, otherwise, she would have hanged herself on that cold winter night of that year.

She could see that Mr. Shen was a man with limitless prospects, being with him would certainly not lead to losses for the young lady.

The brothel madam, Mrs. Chun, taught her how to read faces to distinguish wealthy individuals. She observed many high-ranking officials sneaking in and studied their faces.

Since Mr. Shen returned from Dragon Tiger Mountain, he changed considerably from four years ago. His almond-shaped eyes were long and narrow, like the sun and moon of the heavens, faintly noble, bound to be a high official.

Ye Zhi sat on the couch, leaning against a small table, resting her face in her hands, and said moodily, "Stop talking about it. Xiao Chen and I can never be husband and wife. Anyway, it’s just three words: it won’t happen."

"Miss, why not? Don’t you usually treat him well?" Ming Yan asked in confusion.