"Father truly knew nothing?"
Cui Mi didn't believe it for a second.
Unexpectedly, Cui Zhi's expression turned into a riot of colors. It was a sight to behold. "I thought the two of them had already broken things off!"
Cui Xiong accidentally knocked over his teacup. "Huh?"
Wait, did Father mean he'd always known that Eldest Sister actually...? Cui Xiong stared blankly, swallowing again and again. Cui Zhi grew even angrier. "That man... He's nothing but a slave with a passable face, and he dares to set his sights on a Cui woman? Does he think he's worthy?"
Cui Xiong immediately agreed. "Of course he isn't!"
Just imagining it was unbearable!
Cui Mi said, "Still, it depends on the slave. If he were someone like Lü Jue, he might just barely qualify to marry into the family."
Mentioning Lü Jue inevitably brought Mei Meng to mind.
Thinking of what Mei Meng had gone through, the three men found it hard to comment.
The dead were gone, like a lamp snuffed out; the departed deserved some respect.
Cui Xiong cautiously asked what had become of the slave.
"Your father knows where to draw the line. If I killed him, it would become an irreconcilable feud. Why ruin years of father-daughter affection over some lowly slave?" Cui Zhi's spinelessness made Cui Xiong angry. Did his father really seem that unreliable to him?
"How did Father deal with him?"
"I handed him over to the people below me. If he can learn a few skills in the next few years, what's wrong with letting him stay by San Long's side as a plaything?" Cui Zhi's plan was simple: have someone train the slave to manage shop accounts, then, once he'd learned enough, make him San Long's retainer.
Young people's feelings were fickle; the