The Rebirth of an Orphan

Zhao Chishu was stunned for a moment. She really hadn't thought about this aspect. Not marrying him would harm him, and marrying him would also harm him. She was a little confused and even more at a loss.

Zhao Xihua sighed and said, "Wait here for now. Auntie San and I will go check out the situation. Anyway, we want you and Master Deng to meet alone. You two should discuss it among yourselves. Marriage is something that you two must agree on. If it's really not suitable, no one will force you."

After Zhao Xihua settled Zhao Chishu, she went to the front hall with the flustered Third Aunt. The Third Lady lived a comfortable life with Third Master Zhao. Zhao Chishu was the only daughter, and her biggest wish was that her daughter could marry someone like Third Master Zhao and love only that person for the rest of her life. She had never dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family like the Deng family.

When Zhao Xihua revealed that she wanted to marry her daughter to Master Deng, she didn't dare to agree. She felt like she was dreaming. Now when she heard that the mistress of the Deng family had brought her son to propose marriage, she was even more confused.

When they walked into the front hall, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. They saw that the hall was full of boxes of all sizes. It was just an engagement, but it was made more grand than offering betrothal gifts.

What was even more exaggerated was Deng Xiao kneeling at the door, with a thorn tied to his half-naked back, looking like he was asking for forgiveness. Zhao Xihua felt a little embarrassed when she saw this. Were these people too cruel to Deng Xiao? Deng Xiao was unlucky, not only did he have to deal with this, but he was also treated like this by his own mother.

In addition to a few cheerful matchmakers in the main hall, there was also a woman in a light purple dress, who looked to be in her forties and well-maintained. She should be the legendary Mrs. Deng of the Deng family.

Zhao Yan and Madam Zhao were originally drinking tea with Madam Deng, but when Madam Deng saw Zhao Xihua and the third lady coming in, she hurriedly stood up from her chair. When Madam Deng stood up, everyone else stood up as well.

Mrs. Deng looked at the Third Lady and hurriedly said, "This should be the Third Miss's mother, right?"

The Third Lady stepped forward quickly. Before she could say anything, Madam Deng held her hand and said with a smile, "Sister Zhao, I know you are a straightforward person from the look of your face. My brat did something inhumane. Today I came to apologize to the Third Lady. If the Third Lady forgives him, then our two families will be relatives in the future. If the Third Lady does not forgive him, then I will leave him kneeling here until she forgives me."

Everyone present was a little confused. From what Mrs. Deng said, it seemed that no matter whether the third young lady agreed or not, the Deng family was determined to leave their precious eldest grandson in the Zhao family and not leave.

"This..." Zhao Yan's face looked a little embarrassed. He had thought that the girls in the Zhao family would marry into ordinary families in an honest manner, but he didn't expect that they would be so troublesome now. However, the marriage between the Deng family and the third girl would be beneficial to the Zhao family.

He looked at the Third Madam and his tone became polite. He even felt a little jealous. His second brother was just an ordinary businessman, and he was also henpecked. He didn't expect that his cold-blooded daughter would have such good fortune. It was simply a blessing from her previous life.

"Sister-in-law, this is your third room's business after all. As your elder brother, I have to listen to your opinion. However, the third girl's marriage should be decided by her father..."

"Mr. Zhao," Mrs. Deng said to Zhao Yan, "There is no need to wait for her father to come back. You are the head of the Zhao family, and you can make decisions about the younger generations in the family. There is no need to wait for this matter. It is just right to take advantage of the festive occasion and choose a good day to hold the wedding, so as to avoid any more troubles."

Deng Xiao, who was kneeling at the door, felt extremely desolate in his heart. Could it be that his previous behavior had hurt his parents so much that they were so worried that he would be lonely for the rest of his life?

In this case, let's get married. Fortunately, the girl is pretty pleasing to the eye. He also likes quiet people like Zhao Chishu, who are not like those noble ladies with weird tempers. However, Zhao Chishu might like people who are more elegant. In that case, should he also learn some poetry, songs, calligraphy, and painting in the future?

While Deng Xiao was fantasizing about all sorts of things, Madam Deng in the main hall was trying every possible way to block Zhao Yan's excuses. Zhao Yan had no choice but to look at Madam San and said, "How about we ask the third girl to come out and take a look?"

The third lady was a little worried that her daughter might make a mistake and get into trouble in such an occasion, so she had to look at Zhao Xihua who was standing aside, and Zhao Xihua nodded at her.

The third wife had no choice but to ask someone to invite Zhao Chishu over. Soon Zhao Chishu arrived. Although her face was not very good, her demeanor was generous and decent. She was filled with a pure and simple aura, and seemed extremely steady.

Mrs. Deng admired her secretly at the first sight. She had thought that the woman who had charmed her son must have a seductive face, but she didn't expect her to be so dignified and steady. Their Deng family needed such a woman to be in charge, and then she could let go completely. Good, that was great.

"Look at this girl. Oh my God, how could you like that stinky boy of mine? It's really a sin."

Zhao Xihua covered her mouth and almost laughed. She had heard Deng Xiao say before that his mother was an interesting person, but she didn't expect that she was even more interesting than she thought. From what she said, it seemed that she must have disliked her son to say that.

However, Mrs. Deng was still somewhat rational. Even though she fell in love with Zhao Chishu at first sight, she could not show it too much. She just looked at Deng Xiao who was kneeling outside.

After glancing at Deng Xiao, he said to Zhao Chishu: "Third Miss, I know that my Deng Xiao is a bastard. No matter how much he likes you, he shouldn't take you to such a high place to watch the stars. It's too dangerous, and he didn't consider your reputation. This is his fault. Our Deng family will never tolerate it. But now that things have come to this, and you two are in love, why don't we settle this marriage? So..."

Mrs. Deng paused and said to Zhao Chishu, "If you forgive this brat, just nod your head. If not, I will hand him over to you and let you punish him. How about that?"

Zhao Chishu's face flushed red at this time. It was her fault, but Deng Xiao had to suffer so much because of her. She was an honest person, and Mrs. Deng forced her like this, leaving her speechless for a moment.

Mrs. Deng waited for a long time and saw that Zhao Chishu didn't say anything, so she suddenly pulled out the whip from her waist. Then, regardless of the frightened Zhao family, she walked up to her son and said, "If the Third Miss doesn't forgive you today, I will definitely not indulge you. I am your mother, and it is me as a mother who did not educate you well. Today, I will give the Third Miss an explanation."