The two continued walking forward and saw Lin Shuo and a young woman in a light green dress standing at a distance.
The woman’s face was not clear due to the distance.
Yun Jiao nudged Jiang Youzhi with her elbow, "Brother Lin is over there!"
"It seems like they’re talking, let’s wait. Once they’re done, we’ll go over and see."
Jiang Youzhi responded with a "hmm", "Let’s go to the pond and watch the fish."
At this mont, Lin Shuo looked at Feng Shuzhen, who was not far from him, without disappointnt or surprise.
Feng Shuzhen was of dium height, with gentle brows and eyes, fair skin, and a very beautiful appearance.
Presently, her face was flushed, her gaze lowered, and she said nothing.
She had thought that the eting would simply involve seeing each other, unexpectedly, Mr. Lin suggested they exchange a few words.
Under the suggestion of her mother, she followed him out.
After pondering for a while, Lin Shuo spoke, "I wonder what Miss Feng hopes for in this marriage?"
Feng Shuzhen’s face reddened, she quickly lowered her head and said, "I don’t understand what Mr. Lin ans?"
"I only know that I must obey my father at ho and my husband after marriage."
Lin Shuo frowned slightly, "Do you have no thoughts at all, like hoping for conjugal love after marriage?"
Feng Shuzhen’s face was so red it seed like it might bleed, she stamred, "Mr. Lin, such things are not for a maiden like to hear."
Lin Shuo was sowhat disappointed but felt it was indeed as he expected.
He thought for a mont and said, "Miss Feng, I have my requirents for this marriage. If Miss Feng can et them, then we will marry. If not, please be honest about it."
Feng Shuzhen kept her head down, after a mont she softly said, "Tell ."
Lin Shuo pondered for a mont, and slowly said, "I need a wife to bear an heir for the Marquis Mansion and help my mother manage it; these are my requirents for a wife."
"What I can provide for my wife is respect, and moreover, I will never take a concubine."
Upon hearing this, Feng Shuzhen’s heart raced rapidly.
Earlier, when Lin Shuo and Madam Hou entered the quiet room, she had already taken a liking to him at first sight.
He was handso and had an impressive presence, exactly the ideal husband she had dread of.
She hadn’t expected to have such luck, to et such an excellent man.
She felt very anxious, afraid that Mr. Lin would not fancy her.
When Mr. Lin said he wanted to speak with her, a wave of ecstasy surged in her heart—could this an that Mr. Lin also favored her? Otherwise, he surely wouldn’t speak to her at all.
She never imagined that Mr. Lin seed quite satisfied with her, promising respect even before discussing marriage, even saying he wouldn’t take a concubine.
No concubines!
Both her grandfather and father had concubines, and sotis when visiting others, she’d hear young won whispering that it would be wonderful if their future husbands didn’t take concubines, as the mistresses at ho caused endless trouble.
She would secretly think so herself but dared not say it.
Upon hearing Lin Shuo’s words, it felt like a giant pie fell from the heavens onto her head.
She bit her lip, about to muster the courage to say sothing, when Lin Shuo continued, "Aside from respect and not for taking concubines, there will be nothing more."
Lin Shuo’s voice lowered, "Don’t hope for conjugal affection, I can’t provide that."
The joyful feeling that had just risen in Feng Shuzhen’s heart seed doused by a bucket of cold water.
She kept her gaze lowered, secretly contemplating in her heart whether he couldn’t provide affection because his feelings were already given to soone else?
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