Remarrying Chun Yuan

Liu Yuechu's indifference was like an ice hammer in the dead of winter, striking Song Ziwen's head and leaving him shattered.

He looked at the ancient zithers laid out in front of him.

Although it looked the same, it was indeed old and rotten, and even the side of my favorite carved crane cloud zither was covered with moss and mushrooms.

His hands, which were caressing the zither, were trembling. He rushed over and kept wiping them with his sleeves.

But the dirt came from the wood of the instrument, and the more you wiped it, the dirtier it became.

"How could this happen? How could they have become like this?!"

"You didn't even bother to preserve them properly, deliberately leaving them in a damp place. You've trampled on the kindness I showed to your mother like this, it's utterly vicious!" Song Ziwen's eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at Liu Yuechu. He wanted to pick up Yueyuan and smash it to pieces!

But before he could make a move, Hou Lai appeared and snatched the zither away.

"Smash it, and you won't have enough lives to pay for it!" Although he couldn't play the piano, he loved it very much and wouldn't allow this madman to ruin it.

Soong Tse-ven felt his hands go empty, stunned and dumbfounded. He looked at his calloused hands, which trembled uncontrollably. "So you came all this way just to mock and trample on my self-esteem?"

"Ha, Liu Zhong, you've held a grudge for so many years! So you still lost, you just lost!"

"You really know how to comfort yourself." Liu Yuechu couldn't help but roll her eyes. Even if her own father was bored and restless at the moment, he probably wouldn't remember what Song Ziwen was doing.

"I've come here to give you a chance. If you can win first place at the carving competition, I will allow you to use the best wood to recreate these ancient zithers that I gave to my mother."

Liu Yuechu looked at his place with disgust. "The Liu family is going to renovate the ancestral graves. I was originally afraid that my mother would be lonely, so I wanted to put all the zithers she left behind back into the coffin and bury them in the ground to keep her company. But I can't bring myself to send these ugly, dirty and rotten things to disgust her."

Liu Yuechu deliberately acted coy and refused to look at Song Ziwen again. "But judging from your current appearance, it seems impossible for you to make anything decent anymore."

"He was perfectly fine, but he's become a good-for-nothing."

"Why does the world always portray geniuses as mentally ill? It's really puzzling."

After saying this, Liu Yuechu prepared to leave.

She only allowed Hou to take Yueyuan away, leaving the other few rotten ancient zithers behind, as if touching them would bring bad luck.

"stop!"

"You stop!"

As Song Ziwen watched her walk to the door, he sternly rebuked her, "Don't think I don't know, you deliberately lured me to participate in that bullshit carving competition!"

"You think you can fool me with such a petty trick?"

"Do they really think I've been blind for nothing?!"

……

Song Ziwen roared, for he certainly understood that Liu Yuechu's motives were not pure.

Even knowing this, he still felt heartbroken. Because those zithers were indeed covered in moss, and the sleepers were indeed rotten.

"So what if you know? If you're so capable, why don't you make replicas of these instruments without me providing the finest wood, and send them to the afterlife to accompany my mother?"

Liu Yuechu rubbed salt into the wound and even added a layer of chili powder. "If you don't have the ability, then don't talk so much nonsense. You don't have to choose the path I'm giving you. You can keep these zithers for yourself."

After saying this, she turned and left, ignoring Song Ziwen.

Hou Lai followed behind with his zither. Once they were a distance away, he asked Liu Yuechu with great concern, "Master, did you sprinkle too much salt? His old face looks as ugly as a salted ribbonfish!"

"I don't care if it looks bad or not, he brought it on himself." Liu Yuechu didn't do anything to Song Ziwen's three zithers. She originally just asked the maids to find them and take a look, but she didn't expect that they had already grown mushrooms.

So she chose this overt scheme to deliberately provoke T.V. Soong.

The carving competition requires each craftsman to submit six pieces. As long as these six pieces are made by Song Ziwen, she can earn a large sum of money.

Why wouldn't she do something so good?

Liu Yuechu felt no pressure at all about setting traps for people like Song Ziwen; in fact, she even felt a little secretly pleased.

After all, Song Liu'er had come up specifically to say this, hoping to see him suffer a setback and pay the price.

After leaving Song Ziwen's residence, Liu Yuechu returned to the Duke's Mansion.

The Ministry of Rites had already sent over the list of those who had registered for the conference. She looked through it carefully several times, but she didn't see Xu Xianglan's name.

Has she given up?

Not planning to participate?

Although Liu Yuechu felt some regret, she also understood that not all women had the courage to burn their bridges.

Didn't she only understand this truth after two lifetimes? There's no need to force it on other girls.

Things are proceeding smoothly.

The conference is also about to begin.

Xu Xianglan was confined to her home, and neither her grandmother nor Xu Shan allowed her to go out.

Xu Shan is also going to participate in this conference, and he must win first place.

How could a father and daughter participate in the same competition at the same time? Xu Shan then forbade Xu Xianglan from going out again, "...I have asked someone to arrange a marriage for you, and someone will come to visit you at home tomorrow."

"If this marriage goes through, you can rest assured and prepare for your wedding. The competition is a man's affair; what kind of decorum is it for a young lady like you to show up in it?!"

Xu Shan's usual smile was gone, replaced by an unusually cold expression. "Don't think that just because Liu Yuechu said a few nice things to you, you've become arrogant and ignorant."

“There is only one Liu Yuechu in this world. Even if there is a second one, he must come from a high-ranking family. He is definitely not you.”

……

Xu Shan sent someone to keep an eye on her after saying that, and made sure the blind date tomorrow went well.

Xu Xianglan wanted to cry but had no tears. She also blamed herself for being too excited and not being able to hide her thoughts, which were still seen through by her grandmother and father.

"Can't God just give me a smooth opportunity? Why does He have to test me like this?"

Thinking that the conference would begin tomorrow, Xu Xianglan huddled in a corner and cried all night.

But she understood that she had no power to make her own choices, after all, she was not Liu Yuechu.

She spent the night in a daze, and the next morning, her grandmother came over to watch her wash and get dressed.

She genuinely didn't want to get married, hence her listlessness.

Aunt Xu specially took out her most treasured outfit and put it on her. "This is the betrothal gift I prepared for your brother. I'm just lending it to you today. After your marriage is settled, you have to return all these things."

Xu Xianglan looked at the hairpin, hair ornament, and earrings. This set of vermilion agate was quite valuable, and she had never even seen her grandmother take them out before.

She reluctantly took the jewelry box to the side room, intending to change her clothes and then put on the earrings.

"Girl, you can't marry him!"

The old woman who served her grandmother whispered in her ear, "That family's son is also a fool. The old lady wants to use you to exchange for a marriage with them."