A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Pan Ci's husband was often away from home. After putting her daughter to bed, she would go out to look for Peng Xiaonian.

As she went downstairs, she thought, "Should I go ask Xie Weijiao?" When she got to the second floor, the cold night wind made her shiver.

"Forget it, I'll go find Xiaonian instead." She lives in this compound, which is a bit far from Xie Weijiao's dormitory.

Ning An's cousin lived next door to Peng Xiaonian's house. When she was about to knock on the door with fruit in hand, she happened to hear Pan Ci's voice from the side.

“You really should tell Wei Jiao that the person she wants to marry is too… I’m not a snob, but I saw him working part-time at a wonton shop with my own eyes.”

Peng Xiaonian remained silent, which made Pan Ci even more anxious: "Aren't you two on good terms? How could you watch her jump into a fire pit? What future can she have if she marries He Jiaping?"

"Do you think those wontons are delicious? Don't they have a unique flavor?"

"Yes, no... what time is it? Peng Xiaonian! You still care whether the wontons are good or not?" Pan Ci called her by her full name in anger.

In just a few words, Peng Xiaonian roughly guessed who owned the wonton shop;

However, they didn't say that they must have their own considerations.

Peng Xiaonian offered her a few words of advice.

"This is so annoying. You're coming with me to find Xie Weijiao tomorrow."

After saying that, she turned around, closed the door, and stormed home. There was Ning An standing outside, but Pan Ci didn't care that Ning An was making a loud thumping sound on the floor.

At first, no one paid attention to He Jiaping's identity, but as time went on, everyone started to have their own thoughts about him.

Ning'an's cousin pulled her inside.

“Your performing arts troupe’s main performer is really stubborn,” her cousin said. Her cousin was a clerk in the political department.

"Commander Pan has come three or four times these past few nights, all because of that star performer."

The house wasn't soundproof; you could hear a cough from next door clearly. Ning An had come specifically to inquire about the situation.

"By the way, what's the name of your troupe's star performer again?" Ning An's cousin's surname is Jiang, and her name is Jiang Qingxia.

Jiang Qingxia's ex-husband cheated on her once, which made her extremely wary of beautiful women. She never lets her current obedient husband go to song and dance performances, and she herself doesn't go either.

宁安回答她：“谢唯娇”

She said with feigned seriousness, "You can tell there's trouble just by hearing that name. Don't get too close to her. Look how worried your commander is about her."

"Do not…"

Ning An blurted out instinctively, but when Jiang Qingxia looked at her questioningly, Ning An changed her mind: "I don't know."

"There are many things you don't know. Speaking of that high-ranking official's son from the Liu family, have you made any progress with him?"

The moment Ning An realized who she was talking about, her face instantly became unnatural.

Jiang Qingxia, oblivious to the fact that he hadn't dealt with his family's affairs, continued, "Once you marry into their family, even a high-ranking official will treat you kindly..."

Ning An didn't want to hear her say any more: "Auntie, let's go to the movies tomorrow. I bought two tickets."

"Oh... okay," Jiang Qingxia then looked at her expression carefully.

"You don't want to marry Chief Liu's son? Then who do you want to marry? We put you in the performing arts troupe so you could find a good family to marry into."

"Let's talk about it later, Auntie."

"You..." Jiang Qingxia was about to speak but then shut her mouth.

Ning An arranged all the packed food on plates and placed them on the table.

As Jiang Qingxia hurried away after dinner, she remembered what her neighbor had said: "Don't be like the star performer in the troupe. Even if she marries a man worse than an ox, she still has a great voice to support her. At worst, she can continue singing. You don't have that. All you have left is this face. People like Chief Liu's family, once they've had their chance, will be left behind."

Ning An lowered her head, neither answering nor objecting.

"You'll get paid soon too, remember to send your wages back to your parents."

"understood"

Ning An washed the dishes and chopsticks before leaving her aunt's house. As soon as she returned to her dormitory, several people surrounded her.

"Class monitor, did you ask your aunt? Is Xie Weijiao considered to have violated the rules by accepting gifts?"