Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 508 - 507: No Manners

"Not ugly at all, not ugly," chuckled the nearby Hua Granny. "I just went to take a look. That young gentleman, oh, he’s so handso, even this old woman couldn’t help but blush and have her heart race."

"Really?" soone questioned, "Is he truly that handso?"

"Really," Granny Hua responded excitedly, "Last ti, when the second young master of the Shen Family got married, that young gentleman was there too, so handso!"

Liu Xiangdie sighed lightly, expressing disdain, "You’re an old woman with blurred vision, how can you tell if soone is handso or not?"

"Who are you calling old and dim-sighted?" Granny Hua glared, displeased. "I can still thread a needle by myself; my eyesight might even be better than you young girls’."

"Who knows?" Liu Xiangdie replied with disdain.

"If you don’t believe , go see for yourself," Granny Hua said. "That young gentleman is even more handso than you girls."

Upon hearing this, everyone flocked towards the Shen Family’s main gate.

In the courtyard, besides the Shen Family mbers and those carrying the betrothal gifts, several handso young gentlen stood.

The most handso, of course, was the gentleman in white, followed by the gentleman in purple, standing beside another gentleman, speaking with his eyes lowered, laughing quietly.

Soone asked, "Is Granny Hua talking about the gentleman in purple or the one in white?"

"It should be the one in white, didn’t you see the third young lady standing next to him?"

"Wow, who would’ve thought, Granny Hua was right, the third young lady’s future husband is really too handso!"

He Qiutian and Liu Xiangdie, who followed in unexpectedly, had nearly twisted expressions upon seeing Duan Yunfei in person.

A woman brightly eyed mused, "I wonder if that gentleman in purple is married or not!"

Soone scoffed, "Don’t even think about it, even if he isn’t, he’s certainly not for your family."

The woman snorted, knowing the truth herself, so she didn’t retort.

Liu Xiangdie, upon hearing this, looked towards Le Zhao, and upon seeing that face, only second to Duan Yunfei in handsoness, her heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

Unfortunately, Le Zhao wasn’t looking her way. He just kept his gaze on Xuan Ying in front of him, with a smile in his eyes, seemingly listening to him speak.

Soone sighed, "Ah—how do other people’s children grow up so handso, while ours look like misshapen fruits."

"Exactly!" another woman said with disdain. "I used to think my son looked okay, but now seeing others, suddenly my son looks just average."

"Hmph~" He Qiutian sneered, "If you want your own son to look good, first see what you look like yourself."

"What’s this He girl talking about?" the woman responded unhappily. "And to think your mother praises you everywhere for being sensible, but talking to elders like it’s nothing, without any respect."

He Qiutian pursed her lips, snorted coldly, and said to Liu Xiangdie, "Cousin, let’s go!"

Who knew, Liu Xiangdie wasn’t listening to her at all, her eyes fixated on Le Zhao’s frequent bright smiles, as if enchanted.

He Qiutian, already upset from being scolded by the woman, felt even more furious seeing Liu Xiangdie’s expression.

She reached out and gave Liu Xiangdie a heavy tug, "Cousin!"

Liu Xiangdie finally snapped back to reality, her small face blushing, "What is it, cousin?"

"What were you looking at?" He Qiutian frowned, "Didn’t you say the one you like is my brother?"

Liu Xiangdie coughed guiltily and laughed, "I was just looking at Shen Qinglan’s dowry."

There’s really no denying how good-looking that gentleman in purple’s smile was, the expression almost soft enough to lt.

Unfortunately, the one making him smile was another gentleman, and not her!