After weighing everything, the two of them ultimately set their engagement banquet for a year later.
Only then did Yan Xianjue reluctantly agree. In his words, this year would be Ji Heng's probationary period.
Even if it was a business marriage that everyone understood perfectly well, he still didn't want his sister to marry the wrong man.
Yan Ci said, "I always feel like you're insulting someone."
Yan Xianjue shot him a glare. "I am not!"
After Ji Heng left, the Yan Household had no more guests that day, and they began preparing the New Year's Eve dinner in the afternoon.
The very sound of that sort of activity suggested it had nothing to do with Yan Xianjue.
Though Yan Xianjue himself clearly didn't think so. He actually seemed quite eager to help.
But for the sake of their cook's mental health, the Yan Household tactfully turned down Yan Xianjue's rare burst of industriousness.
As for this kind of rejection, Yan Xianjue had, well, gotten somewhat used to it. He shrugged, indicating that it wasn't as though he didn't want to work.
Yan Ci looked down on his shameless act of taking advantage and then complaining about it, while Yan Xianjue dragged him along. "You're useless anyway, so you might as well come do game quests with me."
Yan Ci said, "..."
While heading upstairs with Yan Xianjue despite his protests, Yan Ci complained that their game's planners had issues.
"The Qixi Festival quest requires three people, and the New Year quest requires two. Have your game planners ever gone to a hospital?"
As a victim of the Qixi Festival event, Yan Ci felt he had every right to say that.
Because he had been the third wheel between Yan Xianjue and Shen Fangli. He had never been able to