A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

"Hey, hey, don't cry, don't cry."

Young Master Wang didn't try to dissuade him, nor did Old Li, who was driving the carriage in front, so Ate tentatively called out to Yiran twice.

Who knew that Yiran still took it seriously, thinking that he was heartbroken, and with tears in her eyes, she shifted her gaze from Young Master Wang to him, but the crying did not stop.

Art couldn't understand that look. Looking at it for too long, it really made him feel sorry for her. He also knew that this was Yiran's trick, so he turned his face slightly to the side.

By sheer coincidence, the direction it turned was aimed directly at Young Master Wang's profile, a profile that was cold and unmoved.

He then advised Prince Wang:

"The girl's eyes are swollen from crying, you should at least try to comfort her."

Young Master Wang didn't even lift his eyelids; his long eyelashes drooped even lower, almost covering his entire eyes. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was asleep.

"You have a really hard heart."

Art scoffed, seemingly mocking Young Master Wang, but in reality, he had his own ulterior motives.

His hands rummaged through Wang Gongzi's body, not stopping even when Wang Gongzi glared at him coldly. Finally, he found Wang Gongzi's handkerchief and presented it to Yiran.

"Here, here, wipe it, wipe it. Your face is all smeared with tears, it doesn't look good anymore."

Yiran took the handkerchief from his hand while glancing at Young Master Wang with tears streaming down her face. Seeing that it had no effect, she cried a little louder than before, but this time she was covering her hand with a handkerchief.

"They say couples who fight in bed make up before they get out of bed. What are you doing?"

He reached out and patted Yiran, then turned to persuade Young Master Wang.

Needless to say, Young Master Wang will not pay him any attention.

Old Li, who was driving the carriage ahead, spoke up, "Instructor Te, you're mistaken. Your words are inappropriate here. My nephew and Miss Yiran are like brothers; how can you talk about them being husband and wife?"

Art chuckled dryly twice, and said defiantly:

"Then why is he so good to Miss Yiran, even at the cost of offending Miss Wen, to protect her?"

Old Li wasn't surprised to hear this, and slowly explained to him:

“My nephew treats Miss Wen and Miss Yiran equally, without any distinction of rank or status.”

Otherwise, you wouldn't be seeing this scene now. The reason why Miss Yiran had to apologize is because she did something wrong, and Miss Wen felt uncomfortable.

"Isn't that what Att's head thinks? Doesn't he want the girl to go?"

Art chuckled twice more, scratching the back of his head, feeling like he'd been deliberately set up.

"how come?"

"It's okay if it doesn't happen."

Old Li, on the contrary, occupied the moral high ground, which made Art feel somewhat uncomfortable.

After saying this, Old Li drove the carriage on his own and stopped talking to At.

Looking again, Yiran was no longer making whimpering sounds; she was just sniffling and seemed less sad than before.

Young Master Wang remained as calm as a statue, without making a sound, and the air suddenly became eerily quiet.

This oppressive atmosphere made it difficult for Art, who longed for a wider world and a more lively atmosphere, to stay.

However, he didn't want to leave so easily over such a small matter, as this was a "fair treatment" he had worked so hard to get from Wen Meijiu.

"Even if they are siblings, it's the older brother who should give in to the younger sister. You are, after all, a grown man. I think it's not wrong for you to comfort her, is it?"

Art made conversation by repeating what he had just said to show that he meant no harm.

Young Master Wang glanced sideways at the meddlesome At, a hint of impatience on his lips. He pointed in the direction of Yiran, his lips moving as he spoke:

"The most capable will take the lead."

Art swallowed hard, looking at Young Master Wang with disbelief. He couldn't understand how Wang could do something like this for him. How did he win a woman's heart?

"Go ahead and do it. Just keep an eye on things. I won't teach you a second time."

You need to prepare bait before fishing. Art doesn't believe he doesn't like Yiran and only protects her because of his righteousness.

"Come, Miss Yiran, sit down next to your brother."

She slowly moved the handkerchief away, revealing her slightly red and swollen eyes. Her gaze shifted between Young Master Wang and Ate, seemingly afraid, but actually testing their strength.

Young Master Wang ignored her, while Art extended his hand to her with great sincerity.

He lacks compassion and tenderness because the external environment hasn't provided enough stimulation, making him feel that he can have it all easily, which is why he doesn't know how to cherish it.

Since Art is willing to be this stepping stone, we still don't mind making use of him.

She reached out and moved to Art's side, continuing to sob softly.

"My sister is great in every way, except that she's sometimes too serious."

In my opinion, this matter can be overlooked even if you don't apologize.

Art was speaking ironically, deliberately stirring up trouble.

Young Master Wang didn't respond, but Yi Ran took it seriously and continued, crying:

"Yes, Brother Te, even if I did it, I only said one sentence to Liu Kerong. Who knew she would be so vicious as to tell so many people?"

If the consequences were that serious, I definitely wouldn't have told her.

"Yes, I understand you, so I'm not really blaming you."

These were Art's true feelings. Although he didn't intend to ruin Wen Meijiu's reputation, he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of others associating Wen Meijiu with him.

He knew Wen Meijiu was furious when she heard about it, but he was even a little excited when he heard it.

If it weren't for so many people saying that Wen Meijiu's reputation was ruined, he would have wanted to take responsibility for this matter immediately and set up the marriage with Wen Meijiu directly.

"However, the wine girl is upset with me. Could you please put in a good word for me with her, and then we can let this matter rest?"

If she insists I apologize in public, I'll... I'll... I'll just kill myself.

He kept talking, his head turning around as if searching for something to smash into.

"No, no, no, please don't do this, it's too much to be upset about such a small thing."

Art reached out and hugged Yiran's head, pulling it onto his shoulder. His tender and protective manner was incredibly genuine.

Young Master Wang glanced at Art with the look of someone looking at dog poop, a sudden surge of disdain rising in his eyes.

"Don't meddle in other people's business!"

Knowing that Ate had ill intentions, Young Master Wang didn't indulge him and gave him a disdainful look.

"You, you're so heartless. The girl is crying like this, and you not only have no sympathy at all, but you even said such things."

I thought you were a gentleman whom women could entrust their lives to, but I never expected you to be such a despicable person who pushes women out to take the blame whenever something goes wrong.

After saying this, Art put his arm around Yiran's shoulder again, exuding an aura of righteous indignation.

"Do not bewitch people's hearts."

After retorting to Ate, Young Master Wang looked at him with a mixture of pity for his misfortune and anger at his lack of ambition.

"Don't be misled by others and stray from the right path."

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Yiran away from Art and brought her closer to him, keeping a slight distance between them.