Chapter 12: Who Wants to See Shen Luchu’s Arrogant, Foolish Face

Su Liluo suddenly appeared, looking shocked as she asked.

She had originally planned to find Shen Luchu. She thought Jiang Shiyuan would probably go to apologize to him today, and that would be the perfect opportunity for her to take a jab at him.

She didn’t care—no matter who had it better, Jiang Shiyuan couldn’t have it better!

But who would’ve expected that, on her way, she would see Jiang Shiyuan laughing and talking with Pei Ziye, even giving him something!

Yesterday, Pei Ziye had escorted her back to her residence, and today, they were meeting again to eat fire crystal persimmons together!

Was Jiang Shiyuan really going to marry him?

Was she going to marry Pei Ziye?

“Jiang Shiyuan, tell me, are you really getting married?” Su Liluo questioned again.

Hong Dou couldn’t stand Su Liluo. When no one was around, she was high and mighty, but when there were people around, she’d address her as ‘Jiang Shiyuan,’ ‘Jiang Shiyuan,’ always so pretentious and irritating.

“My young lady is getting married, so what? What’s it to you?” Hong Dou retorted angrily.

Su Liluo still couldn’t believe it as she stared at Jiang Shiyuan. “You don’t like Shen Luchu anymore?”

Jiang Shiyuan said indifferently, “I don’t like him anymore. If you like him, you can have him.”

“I don’t need you to give him to me! I won him with my own abilities!” Su Liluo huffed, her neck sticking out in dissatisfaction, as if the word “give” had punctured her lung.

Jiang Shiyuan didn’t understand why Su Liluo was always against her. They didn’t have any real grudges, but Su Liluo seemed to enjoy competing with her on everything.

She learned the zither? Su Liluo learned it too. She made incense? Su Liluo made it as well. She raised cats? Su Liluo raised dogs, and then had her dogs bully her cats.

Didn’t it seem childish?

“Su Liluo, congratulations, you won,” Jiang Shiyuan said, conceding as she had hoped.

Jiang Shiyuan didn’t want to say much more. After speaking, she raised her foot and boarded the carriage, leaving without another word.

Although Jiang Shiyuan verbally admitted defeat, her face was full of indifference. Su Liluo didn’t feel like she’d won. Instead, she felt a sense of defeat.

The way Jiang Shiyuan acted wasn’t a ‘concession,’ it was clearly disdain. She had casually tossed something she didn’t want to her!

What did she think of her?

Su Liluo puffed her cheeks angrily and returned to the carriage. “Back to the mansion.”

The maid Zhi Chun  asked in surprise, “Miss, aren’t you going to find Lord Shen?”

Su Liluo replied impatiently, “If Jiang Shiyuan isn’t going, why should I? To look at Shen Luchu’s arrogant face?”

She might as well go home and sleep.

“Back to the mansion, back to the mansion!” Su Liluo urged.

As the carriage turned to go back, Su Liluo still couldn’t believe what had just happened.

“Jiang Shiyuan really said she’s getting married!”

This quiet, unexpected “halt at the cliff” move completely caught her off guard. It was really underhanded.

Su Liluo secretly muttered to herself.

Zhi Chun  said, “Maybe she’s just bluffing to get Shen Luchu’s attention. The concubines in our mansion use this trick all the time, even the young ladies have learned it. They say they don’t care, but deep down, they care more than anyone else.”

Mentioning the concubines and the illegitimate daughters in the family, Su Liluo sneered. “Hmph, Jiang Shiyuan is definitely not that kind of cheap woman!”

Su Liluo would dare to say that no one understood Jiang Shiyuan better than her.

She kept a close eye on Jiang Shiyuan’s every move, always watching.

If someone said Jiang Shiyuan liked Shen Luchu, it was true that she treated Shen Luchu well, but didn’t Jiang Shiyuan treat everyone well?

She was just a little bodhisattva with love overflowing—she could even tame the wild dogs on the street.

Su Liluo dared say that if she were willing to lower herself and be friends with Jiang Shiyuan, Jiang Shiyuan would definitely be grateful and hold her in the palm of her hand.

But she wasn’t willing!

She just wanted to oppose Jiang Shiyuan! She hated her!

Jiang Shiyuan liked Shen Luchu, who was blind and easy to manipulate, so Su Liluo could still get under her skin. But now, Jiang Shiyuan didn’t like Shen Luchu anymore—what was she supposed to do?

Just thinking about it made Su Liluo feel deflated, as if she had lost her purpose in life, even a little lost.

Su Liluo thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea.

“Zhi Chun , find someone to inquire about Pei Ziye’s preferences.”

If she could deal with Shen Luchu, could she not handle Pei Ziye?

Competing with the heavens, competing with Jiang Shiyuan—it was so much fun!

Hmph!

…

Jiang Shiyuan had been shopping for a while, buying many things. By the time the carriage returned to the General’s Mansion, the sun was already setting.

She had just gotten off the carriage when someone emerged from behind a stone lion, as if waiting for a long time. When the carriage stopped, the person immediately rushed over, holding something in hand.

“Miss Jiang,” Moyu said, handing over the item with an attitude much more respectful than before.

“Miss Jiang, this is my young master’s visiting card. He has sent an invitation, requesting that you come to the mansion tomorrow to meet him,” Moyu said awkwardly, his face looking uncomfortable.

Hong Dou, standing behind Jiang Shiyuan, couldn’t help but think to herself: So he’s finally lowered his arrogant head to look someone in the eye?

She couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction, but also a bit of worry.

This was the first time Lord Shen had lowered his head to give Miss Jiang an invitation. Would she reconsider and end up liking him again?

That’s how it always goes in novels.

What about Pei Ziye then?

Hong Dou secretly glanced at her young lady.

Jiang Shiyuan glanced at the card in her hand.

She only glanced at it briefly, then turned and walked towards the General’s Mansion’s gates.

“Not everyone who sends an invitation means I have to accept it.”

“Hong Dou, refuse it.”

“I’m too busy.”