Chapter 11 Is this marriage going to be cancelled?

Early the next morning, Jiang Fugui rushed out of the house with the money, not even stopping to eat breakfast, and hurried toward the Lu family’s house.

Jiang Peiyu got up and opened the door, just in time to catch a glimpse of her father’s back as he hurried away. She walked into the kitchen and asked her mother, Li Shuzhen, “Mom, where’s Dad going? He rushed out like someone was chasing him.”

“Your dad? He’s in a hurry to go to the Lu family and cancel the engagement. Now that we’ve got the money back, we figured it’s best to resolve this early before any trouble brews.”

Jiang Peiyu’s eyes darted mischievously, and she slipped out of the kitchen while her mother was busy cooking. Worried about her father, she quietly snuck out and followed him.

As soon as she reached the courtyard gate, Jiang Qiyang burst out of the house. Seeing his little aunt sneaking off, he quickly ran over.

“Little Aunt, where are you going?”

“Shh, my little ancestor, don’t shout. Do you know how to get to the village secretary’s house?” Jiang Peiyu glanced back nervously—thankfully, Li Shuzhen hadn’t heard them.

“I know, Little Aunt.”

“Then hurry up, take me there.”

“Okay, okay, come with me.”

So the aunt and nephew held hands and made their way to the gate of Village Secretary Lu Dacheng’s house, hoping to eavesdrop on what was being discussed inside.

Fortunately, it was summer, and the Lu family had set up a table in the courtyard to eat breakfast, so Jiang Peiyu could hear their conversation clearly.

“Brother Lu, I really owe your family an apology,” Jiang Fugui said sincerely. “Here’s the 600 yuan, the bride price your family gave ours.” He placed the money on the table in front of Lu Dacheng. “Brother Lu, please count it and see if it’s all there…”

Lu Dacheng reached out to take the money, but Wang Juying immediately blocked him.

“Fugui, we don’t agree to cancel this engagement.”

Jiang Fugui looked troubled as he turned to both of them.

“Sister-in-law…”

“Fugui, you know our Huaiqin’s situation. If this engagement is canceled, it’ll be very hard for him to find another match in the village…”

“I’m begging you, please don’t cancel it—at least wait until Huaiqin comes back before making a final decision…”

“This…” Jiang Fugui was torn. On one side was his good friend and longtime neighbor, and on the other was his newly reunited biological daughter.

Outside the gate, Jiang Peiyu, who had been eavesdropping, saw that her father wasn’t saying anything. Worried he might agree under pressure, she couldn’t wait any longer and stormed into the Lu family’s courtyard.

“Dad! I want to cancel the engagement. I’m not marrying him!”

Jiang Qiyang clung to her leg and chimed in with childish ferocity, “Yeah! My little aunt isn’t getting married!”

Seeing his daughter and grandson burst in, Jiang Fugui looked helpless.

“Brother Lu, you know she’s my only biological daughter, and we just got her back a few days ago…”
“Her mother and I can’t bear to let her go—we want to spend a few more years with her.”
“This engagement… I’m really sorry, but we have to cancel it.”

Before he could finish, Wang Juying interrupted immediately.

“Fugui… Peiyu, listen to your aunt. Our Huaiqin might be a bit older and has two kids, but…”
“He’s a really good man. Honestly, you won’t find a better-looking or more capable bachelor within a ten-mile radius.”

“Just hear me out. Don’t cancel it yet. Wait until he comes back from the army and the two of you can meet in person, okay?”
“If you still don’t want to go through with it after meeting him… then I’ll agree to the cancellation.”
“What do you say? I’m not lying—my son is truly a good man. Just wait a little…”

As she spoke, Wang Juying went into the bedroom and came back with a photo of her son and handed it to Jiang Peiyu.

“Here, Peiyu, look, this is my son…”

Jiang Peiyu leaned in for a glance—and that one glance was enough to hook her.

The man in the photo was tall, broad-shouldered, with a narrow waist and strikingly handsome features. His strong, angular face radiated a quiet defiance. His deep-set eyes seemed like they could see through anything, and he wore an expression both cold and stern.

The dark green military uniform only emphasized his strength and form, giving him an even more commanding presence. His powerful physique was barely concealed beneath the fabric.

In her mind, Jiang Peiyu screamed: Damn, isn’t this exactly my X-rated fantasy man?!
Over 185 cm, ripped, handsome as hell, and a soldier too?!
Just imagine… all that muscle and discipline… ohhh the delicious things we could do…

She practically drooled over the mental image. Wow, just one wild night with him would be like heaven. Ughhh this is too hot— slurp.

Seeing her reaction, Wang Juying knew she had a chance. Told you—who could resist a man like that with looks and a solid income?

“Peiyu, my son’s pretty good, right? I wasn’t lying, was I?”

“He’s great, great. You weren’t lying at all. Hehehe…”

If I could, I’d jump him right now, Jiang Peiyu thought, trying to control her inner thirsty beast.

Wang Juying took the opportunity to press her advantage.
“So… are we still canceling the engagement?”

“No, no canceling. Dad, Mom told me to come get you for breakfast. Let’s go, we’ll be late!”

She grabbed her dad’s hand and practically dragged him out of there, terrified that if they stayed too long, the engagement might actually be canceled.

On the way out, she even sneakily scooped the 600 yuan off the table and took it with her.

Back at home, Li Shuzhen saw all three of them return and was a bit confused.
“Hey, how come you two came back together… and brought the little one too? So, did you cancel the engagement?”

Jiang Fugui didn’t know how to break the news to his wife. He sat down at the table and took a sip of porridge.
“Ask your daughter…”

“What’s going on?” Li Shuzhen looked completely confused.

Jiang Peiyu sat down next to her father and said, “Mom, we’re not canceling the engagement… for now.”

“What? Not canceling anymore? Did the Lu family refuse to back out?”

“No, Grandma,” little Jiang Qiyang chimed in from the side while sipping his porridge. “It’s my little aunt. She saw Uncle Lu’s photo and got dazzled by his good looks, so she decided not to cancel.”

Don’t think he was too young to understand—he saw it clearly. His little aunt was totally mesmerized by Uncle Lu’s appearance.

“You child… This is a lifelong decision! How can you be so impulsive? That Lu boy…”

“Mom, calm down. Your daughter isn’t stupid. No matter how good-looking he is, if he’s not a decent person, I wouldn’t marry him,” Jiang Peiyu interrupted confidently. “Aunt Lu said to wait until her son comes back, then we’ll meet. If I don’t like him after that, she’ll agree to cancel the engagement.”

“Sigh…” Seeing how assertive her daughter was, Li Shuzhen let out a long sigh and didn’t press the issue further.

That night, lying in bed, Jiang Peiyu hid under her blanket, drooling as she fantasized about Lu Huaijin from the photo.

She imagined pulling off his dark green jacket, ripping open his military-green shirt, yanking off his black belt, and sliding down his uniform pants. Then, she’d reveal his smooth, sculpted body and run her hands over his hard, chiseled abs. Damn, the image shot straight to her brain—it was almost too much to handle.

The more she thought about it, the more drool pooled at the corner of her mouth. No, no, she told herself, I can’t keep going or I won’t be pure anymore…

And, unsurprisingly, that night, our little daydreamer had a very steamy dream—with none other than Lu Huaijin as the star.