Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

The adults outside were unaware of the conversation between the three sisters. Madam Xie liked Wang Jianzhi and invited him to stay for a meal.

It is not appropriate to refuse a gift from an elder, especially since the Marquis of Zhongyong's household is dwindling in number and Wang Jianzhi is often the only one dining there, which is rather desolate. Therefore, after repeatedly expressing his gratitude, Wang Jianzhi gladly stayed at the Xie residence for a meal.

He could feel the goodwill the Xie family showed him, and his heart was filled with warmth. He was also willing to say some nice things to make the old lady happy.

Since the three Chu sisters could not go out, servants brought food and laid it out on the table.

After the sisters finished their meal, Chu Yun took her leave and asked someone to summon Song Zhaoming, urging him to hurry up and block Wang Jianzhi's path, inviting him to wait for her in a private room at Tian Tai Lou.

The bestowal of a marriage was a major event, and everyone in the household knew about it, including Song Zhaoming.

He felt bitter, as if he had swallowed countless bitter herbs, and his tongue was still bitter.

"Yes."

Having delivered a letter to Yan Jinyu on behalf of Chu Yun, Song Zhaoming was at a loss when the intense pain in his chest overwhelmed him. After pondering this for some time and asking those around him, Song Zhaoming vaguely realized that he might have fallen in love with Chu Yun.

However, due to his lowly status, he had no right to express his feelings to Chu Yun.

Everyone in the manor said that Chu Yun had found a good place. The Marquis of Zhongyong's manor was now very popular, and there were no elders in the family to keep her in check. Once Chu Yun married into the manor, she would become the mistress of the manor, managing a hundred or so people. She would have a noble and respectable life.

These are things that Song Zhaoming could not give to Chu Yun.

The budding feelings of love and the vast difference in their social status made Song Zhaoming feel ashamed in front of Chu Yun.

His admiration, tinged with bitterness, humility, and resentment, has been fermenting and brewing like wine in a jar these past few days, growing ever stronger.

Even with the most ardent feelings, Song Zhaoming could only suppress them and not let them show.

The countless things he wanted to say to Chu Yun could only be summed up in one word: "Okay."

It really hurts, and it's so suffocating. I understand even more how much suffering Chu Yun must be going through now that she and that young master Wang are destined to be apart.

Song Zhaoming knew that all he could do was obey her orders and stop Wang Jianzhi.

After he left, Qingyuan murmured, "This kid seems like a different person after just a few days. He's become much more composed."

"People always have to grow up," Qingying sighed.

Chu Yun's eyes flickered slightly, but she remained silent.

"Miss, are you really going to see that Pei, no, Young Master Wang?" Qingying asked worriedly.

Chu Yun: "Don't worry, I'm just going to see him, I won't do anything out of line."

Despite saying that, Qingying's brow remained furrowed.

Miss has someone she likes and is very ambitious. Qingying is really afraid that she is plotting something big again. If she reveals her true colors and someone finds a handle against her, it will be no laughing matter.

Unfortunately, Chu Yun's mind was made up, and no one could dissuade her.

*

Song Zhaoming took a shortcut and found Wang Jianzhi just before he was about to leave the mansion.

"My lord, I have something to report." He appeared from a side path, his eyes lowered.

"How dare you! Who are you? How dare you block the Marquis's path!" the accompanying guards shouted.

Wang Jianzhi waved his hand, signaling the guards to leave, then turned to Song Zhaoming, "What brings you to me?"

Song Zhaoming: "Please dismiss your attendants, Your Excellency."

Wang Jianzhi smiled slightly and did as he was told. In a few breaths, only the two of them remained.

"You can say it."

"Miss Lin invites you to Tian Tai Restaurant for a chat. Please, Lord Marquis, come along."

Miss Lin of the Xie family, there is only one.

A glint flashed in Wang Jianzhi's eyes as he barely managed to suppress his excitement.

"I understand."

Song Zhaoming slightly raised his eyes and was slightly taken aback when he saw Wang Jianzhi's demeanor.

This is Chu Yun's future husband.

*

Tian Tai Lou Private Room

Wang Jianzhi rode his horse and arrived earlier than Chu Yun, who rode in a carriage.

He sat upright in his chair, straightened his collar and hair ornament, and took a deep breath.

He and Chu Yun had not seen each other for a long time since their last parting.

Upon learning that she wanted to see him, Wang Jianzhi was even more nervous than when he had just met Minister Xie and Madam Xie.

Wang Jianzhi shifted his gaze to the window, but still couldn't see the Xie family's carriage. He poured himself a cup of tea and slowly drank it.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, someone gently knocked on the door.

Wang Jianzhi put down his cup, stood up quickly, and went to open the door himself.

He opened the door and, sure enough, saw a woman wearing a veil standing gracefully before him.

"Miss Lin, please come in," Wang Jianzhi said.

Chu Yun nodded slightly, without exchanging many pleasantries, and went straight into the private room.

No one was invited in; only Chu Yun and Wang Jianzhi were in the private room.

"Miss Lin, please have a seat," Wang Jianzhi said softly.

Chu Yun took her seat, removed her veil, and placed it on the table.

As Wang Jianzhi sat down opposite her, he saw Chu Yun's face and his eyes flashed with amazement.

With just one glance, he lowered his eyes, picked up the teapot beside him, and poured tea for Chu Yun.

Chu Yun accepted the tea offered by Wang Jianzhi, but did not drink it immediately; instead, she set it aside.

This action made Wang Jianzhi's heart sink slightly.

"Miss, did you summon me here because you have something important to discuss?" Wang Jianzhi asked directly, his tone carrying a hint of certainty despite his question.

Chu Yun gently bit her lower lip and nodded.

"Is there something troubling you? Whatever it is, Miss, please feel free to ask. I will do everything in my power to help you," Wang Jianzhi said.

Chu Yun looked at him in surprise, seemingly not expecting him to say such a thing.

"Young master remains as upright and noble as ever," she praised.

“I am very grateful for your sincerity, and I would never dare to hide anything from you,” Chu Yun said again.

Wang Jianzhi sensed something was wrong with the conversation, and his heart sank even further.

“Please speak, Miss, I am listening,” he said.

Chu Yun let out a soft breath, as if she had made a great decision.

"The marriage between you and me was bestowed by the Emperor, and it was not of our own volition."

Young master is a man of noble character, as bright as the moon. I cannot bear to hide this from you.

Actually, my daughter already has someone she loves, but unfortunately, we are not meant to be together and there will be no future for us in this life.

This was originally just my own affair, but now that we are engaged, and you are such a good person, I can't bear to deceive you, and I don't want to betray the kindness you showed me in the past.

I know this is unfair to you, young master, and I have wronged you. From now on, you need not worry about me. Even if I enter the Marquis's mansion, you can pretend I don't exist and choose whomever suits your taste. I will not say a word.”

Chu Yun continued, "All the blame lies with me, please..."

Wang Jianzhi: "You're not wrong."

Chu Yun swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue and stared blankly at him.

“Miss Lin, it’s not wrong to like someone. Otherwise, if I were to secretly admire you, wouldn’t I be guilty of the same crime as you?” Wang Jianzhi casually tossed out a sentence that left Chu Yun stunned and dizzy.

She blinked blankly, staring intently at Wang Jianzhi.

Wang Jianzhi was also looking at Chu Yun.

"What do you mean by that, young master?" Chu Yun asked in a trembling voice.

"Miss Lin, Jian Zhi admires you and is overjoyed to learn that we are destined to be together."