To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

Wang Shiruo frowned upon hearing her words, her face displeased as she looked at Su Mingyue: "Young Master Su, do you even know who this Miss Su is? What is her status, and what is yours? Someone like you is clearly just a merchant's son. A merchant trying to climb up to our Ziyu? What are you thinking? Cousin, look at your friend! How could he speak to Ziyu like that? Ziyu only exchanged a few token words with him, and he thinks she's taken a liking to him? His taste is just too poor."

Wang Shiruo really looked down on the friend her cousin brought along.

He's not from any prestigious family; he's probably just some street thug who thinks he's part of a powerful family just because he's befriended by his cousin.

Su Ziyu's expression remained unchanged; he simply said, "Brother Su, it's impossible for us to marry if we don't share the same surname. May I ask which family you belong to, or who you are, that you dare to compete with the top scholar of the imperial examination?"

“Miss Su, she didn’t mean to look down on Lord Fu.” Ye Wushuang said helplessly. Of course, she understood where Su Mingyue’s anger came from.

That bastard Fu Jingsheng, he clearly married Yueyue. Now, in order to climb up the social ladder to the Su family, he divorced Yueyue and wants to marry Su Ziyu.

Yueyue must have had some complaints about Su Ziyu.

"I wouldn't dare. He's the top scholar, and I'm nothing. How could I compare myself to him?" Su Mingyue raised her head calmly. "Ladies, please don't be angry. I was just using an analogy. Even if Miss Su really wanted to marry me, I wouldn't dare. I know my own limitations and wouldn't dare to dream of it."

"Next month on the twelfth is the day Jingsheng and I will get married. If Young Master Su is still in the capital at that time, you and Young Master Ye are welcome to come to our residence for a celebratory drink." Su Ziyu smiled gently.

But a sense of pride lingered in his heart.

Su Mingyue, Su Mingyue, I'd like to see what you're up to after your divorce from Fu Jingsheng. If you dare to try and ruin her marriage with Fu Jingsheng, I will definitely not let you get away with it.

"I will definitely come when I have time."

After parting ways with them, Wang Shiruo asked Su Ziyu, "Sister Ziyu, that person is just my cousin's friend. Why did you invite her? She's someone whose identity you don't know, yet she dared to flirt with you just now. She really doesn't know what she's getting herself into."

Su Ziyu smiled and said, "Didn't you realize? He's not a man at all."

"What do you mean?"

“That person just now wasn’t Young Master Su at all. She was Jing Sheng’s cousin. She was kicked out of the house by Jing Sheng after she failed to scheme against him. I didn’t know she was so capable, becoming sworn brothers with Young Master Ye so quickly. Shi Ruo, this woman is not simple. You have to tell your cousin that he is not a simple character. If she gets entangled with you, you’ll have to call her your cousin-in-law from now on.”

"What?" Wang Shiruo was furious upon hearing Su Ziyu's words: "She's Fu Jingsheng's shameless cousin. How dare she have the nerve to eat with you just now? Why didn't I expose her on the spot? I wanted to see how thick-skinned she was to dare to come to you like this. What is she trying to do? Is she trying to ruin your marriage with Lord Fu?"

“Jing Sheng and I are completely aboveboard. If she dares to come, I will naturally welcome her. If she dares to cause trouble, not only me, but also my father and Jing Sheng will not let her off the hook.”

"That's not necessarily true. She's obsessed with marrying Lord Fu so she can live a life of comfort and security. Now that Lord Fu is going to marry you, she must be anxious. Sister Ziyu, you must have someone keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't cause any trouble."