The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Cheng Youning nodded without any burden, "I know, we always talk about this! I've already remembered it. Don't worry, Grandpa, I'll definitely be more successful than my father."

Cheng Feng sneezed twice at the dinner table. He didn't suspect that someone was gossiping about him behind his back; all his energy was focused on Chen Qingsheng. He tirelessly repeated the same old refrain, "Qingsheng, you're the only one in this house without children. Look at Cang Man; he's only been married a few years, and he already has two sons."

Chen Qingsheng said awkwardly, "I'm not married yet, so I'm not in a hurry to have children."

"What's the rush! Do you want my Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen to be so anxious that they crawl out of their coffins? Their greatest wish before they died was that your Chen family would have a successor. San'er, you have to work hard!" As a fifteen-year-old, Cheng Feng really didn't want to bring up Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen, but what could he do? Chen Qingsheng was a tough nut to crack, and sweet talk didn't work on him, so Cheng Feng had to resort to emotional appeals.

This tactic was initially effective; fueled by alcohol, tears were already welling up in Chen Qingsheng's eyes.

Cang Man chimed in, "Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no offspring. Xiao San'er, Cheng Feng is right. You'd better hurry up and stop procrastinating, or you'll lose all the good women."

Boss Qian chimed in, and even bluntly stated, "San'er, when it comes to finding a wife, it's all about chemistry. If you find someone suitable, then settle down. I heard that He Ye is in love with you."

Chen Qingsheng held back his tears, his face flushed, and he choked out, "Heye and I are not suitable."

Boss Qian disagreed and wanted to help Cheng Feng persuade him. "Hey! That's hard to say. Look at when Cheng Feng married Shang Xi, Shang Xi was a little fool. Who would have thought that after following Cheng Feng, she would not only become a little fool but also more shrewd than anyone else? That's what you call a destined fate."

Chen Qingsheng was stumped by what Boss Qian said; he wanted to refute but couldn't find the right words.

Boss Qian pressed on, "Qingsheng, you don't have a girl you like, do you?"

Chen Qingsheng shook his head repeatedly: "No, I don't know any other girls." Qingsheng was heartbroken! If he knew any girls, would he have remained a bachelor for so many years?

Mr. Qian, adopting the demeanor of an elder, said: "That's for the best. Sometimes what you think is a good match isn't necessarily a good one for you."

Cang Man suppressed a laugh, thinking that his boss was talking nonsense. No one with a brain would hire a madman. He wanted to see what his boss could come up with.

Boss Qian then said, "Didn't Cheng Feng have a lover back then? What was her name again?"

If it weren't for He Ye, Cheng Feng would never have let anyone expose his past. Now, he not only had to cooperate but also had to smile and flatter, because he was hoping that Boss Qian would persuade Chen Qingsheng to marry his niece He Ye, thus putting the entire Wangfu (Prince's Mansion) at ease. "Ah... my lover is called Juanzi!"

Boss Qian said, "Yes, it was Juanzi. In the end, it was all for naught if they were destined to be apart. Cheng Feng didn't go to Juanzi and married a fool. It seems like a wrong choice, but it was actually the right one."

Cheng Feng nodded in agreement while keeping an eye on the direction of the door. He was afraid that Shang Xi would come in and that if he mentioned Juanzi, Shang Xi would mock him with sarcastic words.

However, Boss Qian quickly shifted the topic to Cang Man, saying, "And there's Cang Man, that troublesome one."

Cang Man's eyes widened: "Boss, what did I do now?"

Boss Qian said, "When you were looking for Furong, I didn't think it was a good match either. We all know about Furong's background, right? Now look at how well she's living. She's got two sons in just a few years. We can't compare to her in that respect."

Boss Qian didn't expose Furong's past, so Cangman had forgotten that Furong came from a brothel. However, their boss didn't seem to be much better off than him. He said with a grin, "San'er, Boss Qian is also quite special. His wife remarried from the Jin family to his family. So, in the end, you shouldn't be picky. Heye is just a combination of the advantages of several women."

Cang Man got more and more excited as he slammed his wine glass on the table and said in a loud voice, "Listen to me, He Ye has a mental illness, Shang Xi has a mental disability; He Ye has been married before, and Wan Baiqian was also married before marrying our boss; they've been to brothels, and Fu Rong also came from a brothel. Look at what happened to those three women. Shang Xi is a virtuous woman, Wan Baiqian is a princess of the royal family, and my wife Fu Rong is a schoolteacher. And look at He Ye, he has all the characteristics of these women in one. Based on my experience, you can't go wrong marrying someone like that. Besides, He Ye's uncle is a prince and he's rich. His dowry will be enough for you to live a life of comfort. If I were you, why would you be selling lanterns? You could just stay home and count your money, wouldn't you?"

Cang Man was straightforward and to the point. After he finished speaking, Chen Qingsheng was stunned.

Cang Man forcefully portrayed He Ye's madness as a virtue, her past marriage as a treasure, and even her experience of working in a brothel as a valuable asset.

Chen Qingsheng was still rational; he suspected the other three were drunk, and he was the only one sober! Could a normal person say something like that?

Cheng Feng looked at Cang Man with satisfaction and said cryptically, "Boss Ding from the antique street has brought in a batch of nice items. I'll take you there to pick some out in a few days, and I'll also pick some out for my brother-in-law."

Cheng Feng only bothers his brother-in-law, Boss Qian, when he needs something, and otherwise calls him by his full name. Cang Man was delighted by this and secretly gave Cheng Youning an OK sign.

Cang Man had a good relationship with Chen Qingsheng, and logically he shouldn't have encouraged Chen Qingsheng to marry a madwoman. However, He Ye was Cheng Feng's niece, and seeing Cheng Feng so frantically trying to salvage his dignity as a prince, he decided to lend a hand—it was just a matter of saying a few words. After all, He Ye was someone he and Cheng Feng had rescued from the Southern Yan Kingdom together, and he always acknowledged that He Ye was a woman with a tragic fate. Living in the royal palace couldn't change her miserable destiny, and Cang Man felt some sympathy for her.

The three men were waiting for Chen Qingsheng to speak. Their eyes were like three knives scraping at his skin. Chen Qingsheng had the illusion of being targeted by prey. He shivered and said deflecting the question, "Since He Ye is so outstanding, then I am even less of a match for her. As you brothers can see, I am a sickly man. I can't lift a finger or carry anything. Whoever marries me will have to suffer with me. I think we should leave that suffering to other unfortunate women. Let He Ye choose another good husband!"

"San'er, we shouldn't let the good stuff go to outsiders. Cheng Feng's niece is my Cang Man's niece. I can make the decision for He Ye, so He Ye will marry you."

Cang Man was being gentle just now, but now this guy is being tough.

The thin and bony Chen Qingsheng had large, round eyes that darted around in their sockets. Looking at the person in front of him who was eyeing him menacingly, he didn't dare to act rashly.