"Sis, are you really not going to pursue him? A man that outstanding-miss this village, and you'll never find another..."
Halfway through his sentence, a biting chill suddenly swept over Su Baoqing.
His burly frame shuddered involuntarily.
"Go. Now." Su Mingyue squeezed the words out through her teeth.
He saw her eyes curve into crescents, her smile never reaching them.
Su Baoqing wisely changed his tune. "These things really shouldn't be rushed. I'll go scout out the enemy first!"
He turned, greased his heels, and vanished in a flash.
Watching the courtyard gate swing back and forth, Su Mingyue raised a hand to her forehead with a wry smile.
She kept getting the feeling that, in her foolish little brother's eyes, she had already become someone who could never marry unless she threw herself at a man.
Pursue him?
Su Mingyue had thought that phrase would never apply to her.
She raised her hand. Her Spatial Ring flashed, and a scroll appeared in her grasp.
She unfurled it. The man depicted on it was none other than Chen Mu.
"The God of Wealth...?"
But the artist's skill was clearly lacking.
Su Mingyue murmured, "Could Baoqing really be right? Does this portrait capture only one ten-thousandth of his charm?"
She could not help growing intensely curious about that legendary Tianyuan Young Master.
Unfortunately, the heavens were high and the road was long. With Su Baoqing spending his days idling and happily doing nothing, Su Mingyue had to manage and hold together the entire Lineage. She could not go see for herself.
She rolled up the portrait and returned it to her Spatial Ring.
Su Mingyue cleared the stray thoughts from her mind and decided to attend to business.
As she had said earlier, even knowing she would lose, she still had