Having transmigrated into a book, who would still want to be a secondary wife?

When Yun Chengze returned home, he ran into his aunt, who asked him to come to the Song family to pick up his cousin.

Seeing his aunt's haggard face and learning that his cousin had been slapped, he knew something was wrong.

Having learned the truth of the whole matter from the servant, he truly hadn't expected that Yun Xiwan would turn her attention to him after being unable to get married.

Even though Yun Xiaoniang usually looked down on him, and when they were young she often mocked her aunt for not being able to give birth to a boy, she wanted to adopt him to have a child, but in the end it didn't work out.

It's ridiculous that he only remembers him now that his reputation is ruined!

His aunt said she would never let him marry Yun Xiwan, and he knew that his aunt was really good to him, but it wouldn't be easy to refuse her.

Ultimately... the reason my uncle adopted him was because of my aunt. Now that he can help my uncle solve this problem, he will definitely try to get me to agree.

Thinking of this, Yun Nianchu's image involuntarily appeared in his mind...

She was wronged today.

Just as he was pondering this, he suddenly saw Song Zhiyu escorting Yun Nianchu out.

"Nianchu, the roads are slippery when it rains, so please be careful when you walk. You won't need to bother your cousin anymore."

"Anyway, you and Fifth Sister are so close, if you're going back late in the future, just ask me to take you home." Song Zhiyu smiled brightly.

Yun Nianchu smiled slightly, "Third Brother Song, wouldn't this be too much trouble for you?"

"What's the trouble? It's not a big deal, and besides, our two families aren't that far apart."

As he spoke, Song Zhiyu handed over the pastries he had prepared earlier. "I heard you like red bean cakes. I specially bought these from your favorite shop in the south of the city. Take them back and eat them."

"Thank you, Third Brother Song."

Yun Nianchu was somewhat flattered and gratefully accepted the gift.

Only after saying all this did Song Zhiyu seem to notice Yun Chengze, a bright smile spreading across his face. "Young Master Yun, please take care!"

Yun Chengze glanced at Song Zhiyu indifferently, walked forward with a cold expression, and stood next to Yun Nianchu.

He tilted the umbrella in his hand toward Yun Nianchu. "Let's go."

Yun Nianchu nodded slightly, "Okay."

Yun Chengze then said to Song Zhiyu, "Farewell."

"Walk slowly."

Yun Nianchu waved her hands repeatedly, "Third Brother Song, you should go back now."

Following his fifth younger sister's instructions, Song Zhiyu waited until the carriage disappeared from sight before returning, while Song Ruozhen waited behind the gate.

"Fifth sister, how did I do?" Song Zhiyu asked excitedly.

Song Ruozhen gave a thumbs up, "Very good!"

“I don’t think this job is right for me. When I first met Yun Chengze, I thought he was a very easy person to get along with, but today his eyes looked like he wanted to kill me. It made me feel uneasy.”

Song Zhiyu shrank his neck; although he had only spoken for a short while, he was already sweating profusely.

Upon hearing this, Song Ruozhen became even more certain of her judgment. Men are most sensitive to the atmosphere between each other, and Third Brother, who is usually slow to react in this regard, was able to sense it so clearly, which proved that today's plan was correct.

As for whether Yun Nianchu will succeed after she goes back, that depends on herself.

On the carriage.

Seeing that Yun Chengze remained silent with a sullen face, Yun Nianchu spoke first: "Cousin, why did you come to pick me up today?"

"With such heavy rain, if I didn't come to pick you up, how did you plan to get home?" Yun Chengze asked in return.

Yun Nianchu shrugged. "The Song family also has carriages, and even if I don't go back today, it's fine to stay at the Song family's house."

She and Ruozhen had known each other since childhood, and she had stayed at the Song family's house for a while before. However, after her cousin came, she always wanted to see him more often, so she rarely stayed at the Song family's house.

"Are you thinking of having Song Jiasanlang send you back?" Yun Chengze asked calmly.

At this moment, Yun Nianchu's mind was filled with Ruozhen's words that she would confess her feelings to her cousin after she returned. However, she had previously mustered up the courage to tell her cousin her feelings, but was rejected.

What were they saying back then?

My cousin said she's still young and doesn't understand what true love is.

Now that she's reached this age, despite constantly following her around and probing her many times, she's only received cold, indifferent replies.

I'm afraid that even if I say it tonight, the result will be the same.

Seeing that Yun Nianchu seemed to be lost in thought and hadn't heard what he was saying, Yun Chengze's aura grew colder and colder.

In the past, when she was with him, she would listen attentively to whatever he said, but she would never be like this today.

After getting off the carriage, Yun Nianchu followed behind Yun Chengze, feeling even more pressure from her cousin's silent demeanor.

The courage I had finally mustered up crumbled quietly under such pressure, and I dared not say anything more.

After a moment, Yun Chengze spoke: "Today I heard that my uncle intends for me to marry Xiwan."

Yun Nianchu's heart sank, and she asked, "Cousin, will you marry her?"

Ruozhen is right. In the end, we should ask my cousin what he thinks. If he is unwilling, we can work together to find a solution. But if he is willing, then what she said is just a joke.

Thinking about it carefully, my cousin has actually treated both her and Xiwan quite well over the years.

Sometimes when she invited her cousin out, he would bring Xiwan along. In the past, she always firmly believed in her cousin that she was better than Yun Xiwan.

But now... she can't be sure anymore.

Looking at the gentle and pretty face in front of him, Yun Chengze noticed that unlike her usual anxious or even domineering demeanor, her calm questioning made him feel inexplicably irritated.

Do you think I should marry him?

Yun Nianchu looked at Yun Chengze with a puzzled expression. "Cousin, this is your marriage. Whether you want to marry him or not is up to you. Do you think I'll just tell you to marry him and you'll do it?"

"I might not marry whomever you ask me to, but I definitely won't marry whomever you forbid me from marrying."

Yun Chengze's deep, ocean-like eyes stared intently at Yun Nianchu. Yun Nianchu, who had been somewhat annoyed, suddenly forgot her anger and felt a flutter in her chest. The pounding of her heart was particularly clear in the quiet night.

"Really?" Yun Nianchu couldn't help but ask.

Yun Chengze's lips curled slightly. "When have I ever lied to you?"

"Then please don't marry Yun Xiwan, okay?" Yun Nianchu gazed at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of probing and anticipation.

Yun Chengze nodded, "Okay."

The man's voice was magnetic and pleasant to the ear. In the quiet night, with the sound of pattering rain all around, the word "okay" sounded especially sweet to Yun Nianchu's ears.

Yun Nianchu was slightly taken aback. She just agreed like that?

Her previously terrible and uneasy mood suddenly cleared up at this moment, and a smile bloomed on her face. However, the next moment she remembered her father's furious appearance today, and she was afraid that it would not be easy to refuse.