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"Hehe, Grandma, you're putting the Sheng family out of the picture. It's no longer your business. I'll go out now and return the betrothal gifts to the Yuan family in public. Your Sheng family can continue with the marriage alliance with the Yuan family," Jin Shuai said with a smile.

"Hehe, handsome young man...aren't you afraid the Yuan family will hold a grudge against you?" Old Mrs. Sheng said, unwilling to give up.

"I'm not afraid of the Yuan family holding a grudge, and they can't do anything to me. But I can also make them hold a grudge against the Sheng family. I just don't know how many rounds you can hold out, Grandma! Oh, I forgot to tell you that the person playing the pitch-pot game is called Gu Tingye. Hehe," Jin Shuai said with a smile.

"The second son of the Marquis of Ningyuan," Sheng Hong said.

"Handsome young man... what conditions do you want for me to lend a helping hand?" Old Madam Sheng finally couldn't help but ask. Her eyes revealed a hint of anxiety and expectation, as if she hoped to get some help from Jin Shuai.

However, Jin Shuai did not answer Old Madam Sheng's question directly, but instead turned his gaze to Sheng Hong: "Prefect Sheng, is there some unspeakable reason why you are in such a hurry to marry off your daughter? Tell me." His tone was teasing, as if he was full of curiosity about the Sheng family's situation.

Sheng Hong was startled by Jin Shuai's question and quickly explained, "After Hua'er started school, we wanted to find her a good family, but unexpectedly, it attracted the covetousness of powerful and influential families. So after much deliberation, we chose the Yuan family, thinking that their family reputation was acceptable. Who would have thought that their household also had a troublesome reputation?" His voice revealed helplessness and regret, clearly indicating that he regretted his choice.

After hearing Sheng Hong's explanation, Jin Shuai showed an understanding expression: "Prefect Sheng, you'd better keep your eyes open in the future! After all the choices, the Yuan family is not a good match!" His words carried a hint of comfort, as if telling Sheng Hong not to blame himself too much.

At this moment, Old Madam Sheng spoke again, asking, "Handsome young man... what good ideas do you have to help the Sheng family get out of this predicament?" Her tone was full of expectation, hoping that Jin Shuai could provide a solution.

Jin Shuai smiled slightly, a sly glint in his eyes: "There are certainly good ideas, but why should I help the Sheng family? I'm not your relative." His words carried a hint of jest, leaving everyone puzzled.

"Then why don't we become relatives?" Wang Ruofu said casually.

"Haha, that's great! Madam, tell me how we can become relatives!" Jin Shuai said with a laugh.

"Handsome young man, Madam Sheng didn't mean to say that," Old Madam Sheng said.

"What is said without malice may be taken to heart by the listener," Jin Shuai said with a smile.

"Handsome young man... The Sheng family is of humble origin, and we dare not presume to be worthy of such a place," said Old Madam Sheng.

"Since we can't see eye to eye, let's meet again! Goodbye." Jin Shuai finished speaking, got up, and left.

Jin Shuai quickly arrived at the front yard, where only a few guests remained. In the center of the yard, Yuan Wenchun and his servants were facing off against Jin Shuai's entourage, both sides tense but restrained. Jin Shuai noticed that several of Yuan's servants had bruises on their faces, and he went to his entourage and asked, "Did they make a move?"

"Reporting... handsome young man... you've attacked to try and take back your betrothal gifts," a follower said.

"You, the Loyal and Diligent Earl's Mansion, dare to rob me in broad daylight! Is there no law anymore? Look what you've done, you've beaten my servants to a pulp!" Jin Shuai glanced at the ground and saw his two servants immediately lying on the ground groaning. One of them even spat out a mouthful of blood. Jin Shuai thought to himself, "Who says the ancients were stupid? This acting deserves an 80 out of 100."