Come and try your luck

  This dinner was tasteless, but in fact, it seemed that only Su Ye was like this. Everyone else ate with great joy, especially Uncle, who heard that he would not leave after returning to the country this time and was so happy that he sang Peking Opera at the table. Auntie accompanied him by clapping hands, as if they were a couple performing together. Even her brother Su Kai, who originally supported her, betrayed her and fawned on his father and mother, refilling their wine cups and adding dishes. And that Ji Dongyan, was also in high spirits, his peach blossom eyes occasionally scanning over with ulterior motives.

  At that moment, Su Ye really thought that maybe this guy had forged the imperial edict and there was no such thing as being betrothed to him.

  After dinner, Su Ye suggested leaving ahead of time with Ji Dongyan. Her uncle and aunt were delighted that they had some alone time together and readily agreed. As soon as they stepped out the door, Su Ye quickened her pace, fearing that her uncle and aunt might be watching from the doorway. The car was parked a few meters away, and the man following behind began to whisper in her ear.

  "Your uncle's family is quite funny."

  "It's hard to believe that you, who look so gentle and weak, grew up in a martial arts family. Hmm, between you and your brother, who has better skills? I'm guessing it's you?"

  "If you have time, teach me a few moves too, I think your martial arts foundation must be professional."

  "Dear, would you like to watch a movie together? I know recently——"

  "Mr. Ji." Su Ye, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned around, finally losing her patience with the chatter in her ear, a feeling that even she couldn't understand lingering in her heart. Ji Dongyan, who was behind her, also suddenly stopped in his tracks, almost bumping into her.

  "Is the jasmine flower from you?" Her short legs moved quickly, but her brain was already racing. Since she returned to China, the number of people around her could be counted on one hand. The women who surrounded her first seemed normal and not perverted, so that left only men. Ding Si Cheng was definitely impossible, Yan Baiyan had already denied it himself, her younger brother didn't have a romantic bone in his body, the only possibility was the man standing in front of her, Ji Dongyan, who came to arrange a marriage under the guise of "parental orders and matchmaker's words" but was kicked down the mountain by her.

  As expected, Ji Dongyan's expression greatly satisfied her inference, with an excited face, "This season is perfect for sending jasmine flowers, dear, those jasmine flowers were personally made into a bouquet by me, carefully selecting the big and white flower buds, directly inserted in water can quickly ——"

  "What is your purpose?" Su Ye interrupted him again.

  "Hmm?" Ji Dongyan stopped talking, smiled for a long time, and his narrow eyes seemed to still have a hint of peach blossom fragrance. He reached out and took her hand: "Don't be like this, I know you can't accept that we're engaged right now, it's okay, I have plenty of time, and with time, you'll get used to me."

  His voice was quite pleasant to listen to, and Su Ye had to admit that, but this conversation made it seem like he was hammering his head with a heavy mallet, making her scalp tingle. She forcibly pulled her arm out of his "wolf claws" and said, "Mr. Ji, you need to understand two things clearly. First, we are not in any kind of pre-marital relationship, so don't talk like we're familiar, when in fact we've only spent less than 24 hours together; second, you're not my type, and the two of us just aren't compatible."

  "Oh? But you promised your uncle." Ji Dongyan smiled instead of getting angry, "We're all adults now, can't go back on our words, right?"

  "You don't know the saying 'it's hard to raise a woman and a small person'? I think I'm not a loyal and chaste gentleman, so there's no need for you to be so polite. Su Ye spoke quickly, "You don't want to explain your purpose, I won't force you, but I advise you not to waste other people's time. From a young age, I was taught that one should match their social status, you are the young master of the Ji family, with piles of jewelry and beauties at your beck and call, in short, a typical rich second-generation heir. As for me, I'm just a small person who doesn't even have an iron rice bowl, every day I work hard but am content with my lot, holding onto this porcelain basin tightly, afraid that one day it will shatter. We're not on the same level, as the saying goes 'different paths don't make for good companions', let alone being close friends."