She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

"Miss Shen is innocent and cute, how can it be a joke."

Shen Yuwan's gaze seemed to be burned by fire and she hastily looked away, feeling a little depressed.

Shen Pingjiang looked at Wen Guihan with his sharp eyes. The latter stood straight and allowed him to look at him somewhat rudely.

Only Shen Weicang was unaware of it, still holding Shen Pingjiang's hand and acting like a spoiled child: "Dad, don't use Master Wen as an excuse to shirk your responsibility. You promised me before I left, and you are not allowed to go back on your word!"

Shen Pingjiang looked away as if nothing had happened, and looked at his daughter helplessly:

"You are just making things up. When did I ever promise you? Didn't you say that yourself? When did you wait for my nod?"

"Cang Cang," he continued without waiting for his daughter to respond, "Your elder brother and his friends are going out on a mission. If you want to go out and play, wait until after the New Year and you can go out and play with Zheng'er."

Hearing Shen Zheng's name, Shen Weicang frowned in disdain: "I don't want to be with him."

Shen Pingjiang knew that his daughter and Wu Zi had never gotten along, so he didn't want to say much in front of outsiders. He just touched his daughter's hair:

"Okay, dinner is ready. You take your sister first. I'll chat with Master Wen for a few more minutes."

Shen Weicang didn't get what he wanted, so he snorted unhappily and muttered to himself, "The meal is ready, what are we still talking about?"

Watching the two people push the door open and the snow and wind outside pour into the house, Shen Pingjiang shook his head helplessly.

"My little girl is naughty and makes Master Wen laugh."

Wen Guihan smiled faintly: "Miss Shen has a girlish nature, very cute."

Shen Pingjiang immediately became alert and said as if nothing had happened: "Young Master Wen doesn't need to say nice things in front of me. Young Master Wen looks about the same age as her, but he is much more calm."

"I am nineteen years old this year, and I don't know Miss Shen's age yet."

Shen Pingjiang puffed his beard and glared. This kid was so arrogant that he actually asked about Cang Cang's age!

He did not answer but asked: "Young Master has reached the age of marriage. I wonder when he can have the wedding banquet?"

Wen Guihan said sincerely: "The wedding date will naturally depend on what the girl wants."

Shen Pingjiang's face turned pale. This man was so shameless.

"Young Master and my daughter are meeting for the first time today," he didn't like beating around the bush, so he just started talking, "This is too rude and disrespectful."

"I think the young master is not a fool. I can tell you something directly. My daughter will never marry into a wealthy family."

Wen Guihan still had a sincere smile on his face: "Junior understands."

He couldn't say anything more now. The more he said, the more unhappy Master Shen would be.

Master Shen is very protective of his daughter. Today is the first time he meets Miss Shen, so it is normal for him not to trust himself.

He will definitely be able to impress Miss Shen and make Master Shen feel at ease with him.

Shen Pingjiang seemed to have hit a soft nail, so he could only snort dryly: "I'm glad you understand."

Although they didn't know in advance that Wen Guihan, their savior, would come, the kitchen still prepared a sumptuous meal to welcome Shen Yuwan.

The eldest and second young masters of Shenjiazhuang had gone out on business and had not returned yet. At the dinner table, there were only the couple, the two young ladies Shen Weicang and Shen Yuwan, the fifth young master Shen Zheng, and Wen Guihan.

The ranking of the young masters and young ladies in Shenjiazhuang is a bit messy.

The eldest son is Shen Qiong, the second son is Shen Que, and Shen Weicang should be the third daughter. However, she has wanted to be the eldest daughter since she was a child, so the Shen family naturally obeys her.

Now Third Miss Shen has become Shen Yuwan.

Shen Zheng should have been the fourth young master, but Shen Pingjiang was superstitious about the number "four", so he made him the fifth young master of Shenjiazhuang.

Shen Pingjiang and Wen Guihan walked in, and Zhao Ruoxue was hugging Shen Weicang and coaxing him.

“Madam, this is Master Wen, the savior of Cang Cang and Yu Wan.”

After Shen Pingjiang nodded his agreement without much persuasion, Shen Weicang threw himself into Zhao Ruoxue's arms and acted pitiful as soon as he saw her.

"Mom, I was so tired on the way here, and I almost got hurt. I spent so much effort to bring my sister back, but Dad went back on his word, and what he promised me is no longer valid."

Seeing her daughter looking so pitiful, Zhao Ruoxue was immediately furious:

"He dared to lie to my daughter. Don't worry, Cang Cang. I will go to your father to settle the score later. What did he promise you? Did he want to give you jewelry or silk clothes? Mother will definitely help you get them!"

Shen Weicang curled his lips. What was so special about jewelry, jewels, and silk dresses? "Dad promised to let me go out and play with my eldest brother and second brother."

Zhao Ruoxue's expression became helpless: "Cangcang, your elder brother and the others are not going out to play. It's very dangerous to follow them out."

Thinking of Shen Qiong and Shen Que, she couldn't help but sigh. Today was already the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month, and the year was almost over, but they still hadn't sent any letter home. It seemed like things were not going well.

Seeing that her daughter was unhappy, Zhao Ruoxue coaxed her a few more times.

Who made Qiong'er and Que'er bring so many interesting gadgets to Cang Cang every time they went home, and tell so many strange and interesting experiences, making her really believe that the two of them went out to travel.

Hearing Shen Pingjiang's voice, Zhao Ruoxue looked up.

"Master Wen."

Wen Guihan clasped his fists and saluted her: "Madam, the owner of the manor."

His eyes seemed to accidentally sweep across the dining table, lingering on Shen Weicang for a second or two.

The young man sitting opposite Shen Weicang looked up very perceptively and met his gaze.

There was something sinister about his appearance, his thin lips were rosy, and his eyebrows and eyes were deep and sinister.

"This is the fifth son Shen Zheng."

Shen Pingjiang just happened to introduce the two of them, "The eldest son and the second son are out and haven't returned home yet, Young Master, please take a seat."

Wen Guihan politely bowed to Shen Zheng again, but the young man ignored him and turned his eyes away.

Zhao Ruoxue tried to smooth things over, "Zheng'er likes to be quiet and doesn't like to talk. Please don't be surprised, Young Master."

Wen Guihan sat on the other side of Shen Pingjiang and smiled gently: "No."

Shen Zheng is the youngest son of Shenjiazhuang and the younger brother of Miss Shen. Perhaps because he is still young, he doesn't take it to heart.

Shen Weicang snorted with an ambiguous meaning, and Zhao Ruoxue pinched his hand, so he didn't say anything.

Shen Zheng looked at her deeply and then lowered his head, hiding the disappointment in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that the words his sister hadn't said were most likely insults to him.

In fact, it was nothing to be scolded by Cang Cang. He hadn't seen her for many days and missed her very much. Just now, she said pitifully that she had suffered a lot, and he felt very distressed.

"Young Master is a man of chivalrous character. You saved my two daughters when you saw injustice. I toast to you."

Throughout the meal, Shen Pingjiang, perhaps because he was resentful of him for thinking about his daughter, kept pouring him Wen Guihan wine. He remained calm and drank it all with a smile.

Shen Weicang finished eating quickly, turned around and left.

Wen Guihan's eyes subconsciously followed her outside. Shen Zheng gave him a cold look, wishing he could dig out a piece of his flesh with his eyes.

"My son has withdrawn."

Seeing that Shen Weicang had already walked out, he quickly stood up.

Wen Guihan picked up the wine glass again: "My daughter and son were rude, I will apologize on their behalf and toast to the young master."

Wen Guihan came back to his senses, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Shen Yuwan sat silently by the side, watching his casual movements, somewhat worried about his wound.

Just now she saw that the palm of his right hand was roughly wrapped with a few strips of cloth, and she didn't know whether any medicine had been applied.

No one would feed a wounded person alcohol by the mouthful.

Shen Yuwan was secretly worried. Master Wen was embarrassed to refuse and had barely eaten a single bite of food during the entire meal. If he kept drinking cup after cup like this, even if his wound was fine, his stomach would not be able to take it.

But she had just arrived at the Shen Mansion, and she didn't have any medicine for her injuries, nor did she have the status to ask others to apply medicine to Master Wen.