Chapter 11: The Divorce (Part 2)!

  "Propose marriage?"

  Qin Luo was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly. It seems that this old man knew about the engagement, otherwise, how could he have determined that he came to propose in one breath?

  Of course, he must have been very confident in the young lady of their household. If he knew that he had come to break off the engagement, he would probably not be so affectionate towards him. Moreover, it is likely that something very dangerous will happen.

  This old man's skill is indeed unfathomable.

  Such a smile, in the eyes of Shui Bo, became shyness. He patted Qin Luo's hand and encouraged him: "A big man, why be shy? Don't worry, the old master will support you. He has been muttering for several times, saying that you should have come too."

  "Uh-huh. I will." Qin Luo replied perfunctorily.

  It's better to secretly go and discuss this with Mr. Wen Tian. Otherwise, if it gets out, it will be bad for the girl's reputation.

  Under the leadership of Shui Bo, the two people went up the stone steps. The first place they passed was the Sea God Swimming Pool. This is an oval swimming pool designed to completely imitate ancient Greek and Roman architecture. Its bottom is paved with green large marble, the front of the pool is the temple of the sea god, and more than a dozen milky white Roman columns stand on both sides.

  Between the pillars are embedded four vivid bas-reliefs, and by the pool is another group of exquisite white marble sculptures. Looking at the carving techniques and materials used, it's clear that they were created by a master craftsman.

  At this moment, it's exactly noon, under the blue sky and white clouds, the entire swimming pool is rippling with emerald green waves, shimmering with a dazzling luxury that makes one's eyes spin.

  Everything in the entire villa is managed very strictly and orderly, every tree wall is trimmed very properly, and every small path is swept extremely clean. Those passing servants are humble and polite, even their smiles are so proper and good.

  Just like the exterior of this villa, it's flashy but not showy. Luxurious but not tacky.

  For an instant, Qin Luo's heart even wavered.

  Should I really give up on a girl with such a good family background? Should I really give up on this wealth and glory that is within my grasp?

  It's really painful to make such a decision.

  "Qin Luo, please sit in the living room for a while. The old master is in the backyard, I'll go and inform him." Shui Bo said as he led Qin Luo to a spacious and bright hall that was equally luxurious and grand.

  "Alright." Qin Luo nodded in response.

  "Sit down at ease. I'll be right back." Shui Bo pulled Qin Luo to sit down, then walked towards the backyard with a happy face.

  The servant soon brought up tea and pastries, the pastries were tempting in color, but Qin Luo didn't have a bit of appetite. He could only hold up the pale green tea water, taking small sips with an unappetizing taste.

  Propose marriage?

  Still divorce?

  Why don't you just buy it yourself? This house will be yours in the future. You won't even have to be a mortgage slave.

  But what if that woman is too ugly? What if she has a face full of acne scars? What if her chest is as flat as an airport runway?

  Just as Qin Luo was confused and his mind was a mess, a clear voice suddenly sounded in his ear, saying: "Who are you?"

  Qin Luo raised his head and saw a man standing behind him.

  Handsome man.

  Qin Luo first thought of using the word 'beauty' to describe a man.

  Soft and delicate skin, with a subtle flush of red. Plump and round face, like a lotus flower. Your figure is elegant, your attire is also fresh.

  This man is extremely classically beautiful, with every facial feature being exceptionally good-looking to the point of being unbelievable. He simply stood there, and yet he managed to make Qin Luo lose his train of thought for a moment.

  "Who are you?" The man raised an eyebrow and asked. He was very dissatisfied with Qin Luo staring at his face like that.

  "Qin Luo." Qin Luo said. Thinking in his heart, people are really annoying when compared to each other.

  He has always thought of himself as a handsome young man with a elegant demeanor, the number one good-looking guy in the Qin family - now compared to others, he is simply a piece of tofu dregs.

  "Qin Luo?" The handsome young man thought for a moment and said, "I don't know him. What's up?"

  "Who are you?" Qin Luo asked. Although this guy was dressed in a decent attire, being questioned so bluntly by him also stirred up the pride deep within Qin Luo's bones. The Qin family had been known for their medical skills for generations, and over the past thousand years, they had treated emperors, kings, generals, and wealthy merchants - who were they afraid of?

  "Listen to me." The man said with a proud face.

  "I don't know you. What's up?" Qin Luo retorted with his previous words.

  "You...do you know who you're talking to?" The beautiful young man's upbringing was far inferior to Qin Luo's, and he asked with a face full of indignation.

  "I don't know. I naturally wouldn't know." Qin Luo said. In fact, Qin Luo had already sensed something from his name.

  Who else can come and go freely in the Wen family, and still be so arrogant, except for Old Master Wen's grandson?

  Alas, this marriage is still off. This family property isn't mine, and this house isn't mine either - there's even someone with a surname coming to fight with me for it.

  "No matter what you come for, I can guarantee that you will leave with nothing." Wen Ren Zhuo said with a gloomy face, having never been treated so coldly before.

  "How dare you! When did this family ever take turns speaking?" a white-haired but youthful-looking old man shouted loudly.

  The old man and Shui Bo were about the same age, but his spirit was even better. His face was ruddy and his hair was white as snow, with a youthful complexion. He wore a white silk Tang suit embroidered with Tai Chi patterns on top, and he didn't need anyone to support him, yet his footsteps moved extremely quickly, giving people a sense of swift and decisive action.

  "Grandfather." Wen Ren Zhuo saw the old man and immediately put away his proud demeanor, respectfully shouting.

  "Hmph. No manners." Wen Renteng glared at Sunzi and scolded.

  "Hello, Mr. Wen. I am Qin Luo. Grandson of Qin Zhuang." Qin Luo stood up to greet Wen Peng.

  "En. Your grandfather and I have been good friends for many years. You can just call me Grandpa. Mr. Wen, don't you think it's a bit awkward?" The old man said with a warm smile, his eyes sizing Qin Luo up and down as if he were looking at his own grandson-in-law.

  "These eyes, why are they so familiar?" Qin Luo thought to himself.

  "Alright." Qin Luo replied.

  "How's your grandfather's body?" Wen Renfeng pointed to the sofa and gestured for everyone to sit down and talk.

  "It's okay." Qin Luo replied respectfully. But in his heart, he was thinking about how to express his own goals.

  "Hmm, yes. Isn't this question unnecessary? Qin brother is well-versed in the ways of nourishing life, even the 'Small Taiji' I practice every day was taught by him. How could his body possibly be unwell?" Mr. Wen said with a hearty laugh.

  Others also followed with a smile, Qin Luo smiled awkwardly because he had something on his mind.

  Wen Ren looked at Qin Luo with a nostalgic expression and said, "Qin Luo, the Wen family owes the Qin family a great debt. Back then, when our families were in a fierce business struggle, I suddenly fell ill. If it weren't for your grandfather pulling me back from the gates of hell, the Wen family would have been swallowed up by the Bai family and not even left with any bones."

  "At that time, both your father Qin Feng and Wen Renji's father were newlyweds, and neither of the two families' daughters-in-law was pregnant. I told your grandfather, 'If the Wen family has a daughter, she will definitely be the wife of the Qin family. If they have a son, he will definitely be at their command.'"

  When Wen Ren heard the oath that Thunder had sworn at first, Wen Zhao's pretty face turned white with fright.

  If there is a son, must he be entrusted with his mission?

  "The other day, I was still calculating that this period of time should have arrived. The Qin family should also have sent someone over, right? Do they want us to take the initiative and propose marriage first? Even if we don't care about saving face, isn't this still in conflict with our Huaxia country's etiquette?"

  "You've finally arrived today. Unfortunately, Muyue is not here, otherwise you could have met first."

  Mu Yue? Wen Ren Mu Yue?

  Qin Luo thought, was this woman his last wife?

  The name sounds good, but Qin Luo knew that the more toxic something was, the more perfect it looked on the surface. For example, Luo Yufeng's name wasn't bad either, but her face was a mess.

  Unconsciously, Qin Luo's mind flashed back to Feng Jie's completely transformed face.

  "Grandpa, what era is this? You still want to use that old-fashioned palm-reading for marriage thing? What kind of person is my sister, how could she possibly like him?" Wen Renzhao finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke out in defense.

  He didn't want his family to have anything to do with this poor kid. The moment he saw him, he was very displeased with Qin Luo.

  "Shut up." Wen Ren thundered. "What do you know? The Wen family has always been honest in business, when have we ever gone back on our word? When did this family ever need you to speak out? Get out!"

  "Grandfather, you can't push sister into the fire pit. Look at him, what makes him worthy of sister? Even if we randomly pick one from sister's suitors, he is a hundred or thousand times better than him?" Wen Ren Zhao shouted in anger, not even afraid of Wen Ren Dong's dignity. It seems that the relationship between the siblings is still very good.

  Uh-----I've actually become a fire pit?

  "I have my own measure. Water Uncle, take him down for me." Mr. Wen said with a slap on the table.

  "Yes, sir." Xiao Bo replied, walking over to pull Wen Ren Zhao away.

  "Grandpa, you can't sacrifice sister's happiness just for your own revenge. He doesn't deserve sister at all-----"

  Dragged far away, the crowd was still shouting in discontent.

  "Has been spoiled by me. Qin Luo, don't mind." Wen Ren Thunder old man said apologetically.

  "It's okay. It seems that their brother and sister relationship is very good." Qin Luo said. "Grandfather, I came... there are other things."

  "Hmm. I naturally know you have something else on your mind." Wen Ren heard him say with a smile, using his eyes to encourage him to continue speaking.

  "This may be a bit different from what you guys think." Qin Luo said with a stiff upper lip.

  "Going in and out? What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Wen Renting's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he had thought of something.

  "I'm not here to propose."

  "Hmm?" Wen Ren's smile on his face gradually disappeared.

  "I've come to annul our engagement." Qin Luo said with great difficulty, as if he had used up all his strength.