Mo Yu, Want a Wife or Not

On a night when the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, ordinary families had already retired for the night, while the Xiao Family was still ablaze with lights.

Mo Yu had already attended family dinners before, so this time he found his way around with ease.

However, after arriving, Mo Yu discovered an unexpected person.

It was his grandfather, Steward Mo.

As an old butler who had worked for the Xiao Family for decades, Steward Mo was one of the family's elders. His position within the family was not low either, and he was usually responsible for many of its affairs.

But no matter what, his identity meant that he was merely a servant, without the qualifications to attend the Xiao Family Members' family dinner.

Yet now, not only was Steward Mo attending the family dinner, his seat was also quite prominent. Sitting upright beside him was none other than the Great Elder!

At that moment, as Mo Yu entered, the two old men immediately turned their gazes toward him.

Grandfather Steward Mo still wore a kind and benevolent gaze, though it was mixed with a trace of gratification and emotion, as if he were lamenting how a child had suddenly grown up.

The Great Elder's usually indifferent expression had also become solemn and dignified. His eagle-like eyes carefully examined the Youth. Only after a moment did he slowly nod, a hint of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

Feeling those two gazes, Mo Yu's ominous premonition suddenly intensified. This couldn't be...

"Ahem, Xiao Yu, you're here. Come, sit down." Seeing Mo Yu's unease, Xiao Zhan also revealed a strange expression. He then coughed lightly, breaking the odd atmosphere, and waved him over.

Hearing This, Mo Yu nodded at his grandfather. Then he swept his gaze around the hall, only to discover in surprise that among all the seats, the only empty one was beside Xiao Yu.

Seeing this, how could Mo Yu not understand the family's intentions?

"Looks like today's hurdle won't be easy." After sighing, the corner of Mo Yu's mouth also lifted into a faint smile.

When soldiers came, he would block them; when water came, he would dam it with earth. Mo Yu was not the type to suffer losses.

With that in mind, Mo Yu walked over and sat down beside Xiao Yu.

As soon as he sat down, Mo Yu's nostrils twitched slightly, and he caught a delicate fragrance like that of a maiden.

His gaze shifted slightly. Xiao Yu seemed to have dressed up especially today. Her usual Academy uniform had been replaced with an elegant blue gown. Beneath the long dress, her delicate figure was full and graceful, especially her pair of tall, long legs, which could not be concealed no matter what. Under the light, they radiated an alluring charm that stirred a fiery feeling in one's heart.

As Mo Yu sat down, Xiao Yu seemed to sense something as well. Her delicate body stiffened slightly, and her usually lively personality suddenly fell silent.

At the dinner table, Mo Yu cast a sidelong glance at Xiao Yu across from him as she silently ate her food. As she chewed, her pearly teeth actually made faint crunching sounds.

The latter's beautiful face held a trace of indignation, but upon closer inspection, one could see a shy flush between the Young Girl's brows.

The others in the hall also began sizing up this well-matched pair.

It had to be said that Mo Yu and Xiao Yu truly matched the image of a talented man and a beautiful woman, a golden boy and jade girl.

Xiao Yu went without saying. With her tall figure, beautiful features, and blue gown today, her mature charm simply overwhelmed all the other women.

As for Mo Yu's appearance, it had never disappointed anyone. The Youth had handsome features, swordlike brows, and starry eyes. Even an ordinary blue robe looked as though it had been carved and painted by a master on him.

Most importantly, the Youth possessed an exceptionally refined air. His black eyes were like the starry sky above, filled with charm.

Some busybodies had even bestowed upon Mo Yu the title of Wu Tan City's Number One Handsome Man.

The title of Dragon of the Xiao Family might be met with disdain by the other families of Wu Tan City, but in the eyes of everyone who had seen Mo Yu, no one had ever objected to his title as Wu Tan City's Number One Handsome Man.

Amid everyone's eager gazes, Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, while Xiao Yu's face beside him grew increasingly red.

"Ahem." Xiao Zhan, seated at the head of the table, coughed lightly. He looked around the hall before finally resting his gaze on Mo Yu and Xiao Yu, smiling as he spoke.

"Today's family gathering is being held to announce something to everyone."

As Xiao Zhan's voice fell, everyone shifted their gazes toward where Mo Yu and Xiao Yu were sitting, as if they had guessed what was coming.

Xiao Zhan did not keep them in suspense and said directly, "After discussions between the Great Elder and Steward Mo, starting today, our two families will officially become in-laws!

"And Xiao Yu and Yu'er will officially become engaged!"

Hearing This, Mo Yu was startled, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He had been planning to find time to settle this matter, yet he had not expected the other party to act so quickly and arrange everything directly with his grandfather.

It should be known that the Dou Qi Continent also valued the commands of parents and the matchmaker's word.

Back then, the previous Clan Head of the Xiao Family—the grandfather of Xiao Yan—had arranged a marriage with Nalan Jie. In the end, Nalan Yanran had personally brought people to the Xiao Family, and only after Xiao Yan wrote a Letter of Divorce was that inexplicable marriage finally settled after the Three-Year Agreement.

Now, without even knowing it himself, Mo Yu had likewise found himself saddled with a marriage arrangement.

Even so, Mo Yu did not blame his grandfather.

After all, the old man's thoughts were simple. Even if his Grandson had become accomplished, he was still ultimately half a member of the Xiao Family. Being able to marry the Great Elder's own granddaughter was practically a wonderful stroke of luck.

Hadn't Mo Yu's father also married a woman from the Xiao Family? Her status, however, was far inferior to Xiao Yu's.

After Xiao Zhan finished announcing the matter, everyone's gazes gathered on Mo Yu and Xiao Yu.

The young men looked at Mo Yu with envy and jealousy. The beautiful flower of Wu Tan City, Xiao Yu, had actually been plucked by Mo Yu.

The girls, meanwhile, looked at Xiao Yu enviously. Xiao Mei in particular clenched her delicate hands tightly. Once upon a time, she had also fantasized about marrying the handsome and talented Mo Yu, but she had never expected to lose to Xiao Yu.

After the Clan Head made the announcement personally, the atmosphere in the hall became lively and festive.

"Cousin Mo Yu, I can't believe you're actually going to marry this tigress and bring her home." Xiao Yan walked over and looked at Mo Yu with a gleeful expression.

Hearing those words, Xiao Yu's Beautiful Eyes immediately narrowed. She wanted to refute him, but when she glanced at Mo Yu beside her, a trace of panic inexplicably flashed through her Beautiful Eyes. A flush crossed her face, and she stammered, suddenly unsure what to say.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Seeing this, Xiao Yan clicked his tongue in amazement. This tigress, who feared neither Heaven nor earth, had actually been defeated by Mo Yu today.

Could Cousin Mo Yu have some method for courting girls? Should I ask him for advice?

Just as Xiao Yan was thinking this, Xiao Yu could no longer endure the embarrassing atmosphere. She looked at Mo Yu with complicated emotions, bit down on her pearly teeth, and said,

"One hour from now, I'll wait for you at the family's Back Mountain!"

Without waiting for anyone in the hall to react, she lifted the hem of her skirt and ran out, leaving behind only a lingering delicate fragrance...