High-class maid

Chapter 229 Saying it bluntly means no marriage

"I don't want it. I took it with the best of intentions, so why should I take it back?" Song Wenyang declined.

"Hurry up and accept this. Things happened in a hurry and we don't have anything nice to give back. Don't you love tea? Go back and brew some. This is for Xiaotong."

Shen Xing'er handed the rice balls she made to Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong, who was already starving, exclaimed with delight when she saw Shen Xing'er's rice ball.

"It's kind of you, Miss Shen, to remember me. Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

"Eat it while it's hot. You're not coming home today, so you'll have to make do with this." Shen Xing'er said with a smile.

"I'm not wronged, I'm not wronged," Xiaotong hurriedly shook her head and said.

This concerns my young master's lifelong happiness; how could I dare to suffer? I'd rather go hungry for a whole day than skip a meal!

Song Wenyang looked at Shen Xing'er with affection. She was always so thoughtful and considerate. It felt so good to have someone take care of her!

"Alright, let's go quickly. I still need to go back and help my mother clear the table," Shen Xing'er waved to them and said.

"I'm leaving now. It's not convenient for me to show up. I'll have Xiaotong check on the shop every few days," Song Wenyang said softly.

"What's so interesting? Under the emperor's nose, would anyone dare to disregard the law and bully me?" Shen Xing'er said dismissively.

Song Wenyang shook his head and smiled. This girl was always so bright, as if nothing could affect her.

The two parted ways at the door. Unbeknownst to Shen Xing'er, their every move was being observed by Liang Yuwen, who had been dismissed from his post.

He hid in a corner, looking lost and dejected, and only dared to go home after Shen Xing'er returned.

"Son, why are you off work so late today? Go eat, I've already covered the pot for you."

Seeing that her son was not in a good mood, Han thought he was tired. She walked over with heartache and took the medicine box from his hand, but Liang Yuwen seemed not to hear her.

"What happened? Did you get into an argument with someone at the clinic?"

"Mother, what does the Shen family mean? Have they replied yet?" Liang Yuwen asked.

"No, the Shen family has been busy with their newly opened clothing or embroidery shop these past few days. They're so busy and chaotic. Why would you ask them, Mother? It would make it seem like my son is worthless," Han said nonchalantly.

Seeing that Liang Yuwen still didn't speak, she stepped forward to comfort him.

"My son, don't worry, your mother is satisfied with you too. I think things are looking promising."

“Mother, a man went to the Shen family today. I saw that the two of them were acting intimately, so their relationship must be unusual. Maybe Xing’er and I are really not meant to be,” Liang Yuwen said with a wry smile.

"What? When did this happen? How is that possible? Wang clearly didn't refuse that day!" Han was anxious and stopped calling her "Sister Wang".

"Just now, I didn't get a clear look at the man's face, but he had a personal servant, so his family background must be better than my son's."

"Hmph, isn't Wang Shi making a fool of me?! If she has someone she likes, then let her daughter get engaged to someone else. Why keep us hanging on like this? Are she bullying us, a widow and her child?" Han Shi said angrily.

"No, I have to go ask her!"

Han became increasingly angry and pushed her son away, heading towards the Shen family.

"Mother! No! Uncle Shen and his wife are not those kinds of people. If we pretend we don't know anything now, Aunt Shen will eventually give you an answer," Liang Yuwen advised.

"But I've already considered Xing'er as my daughter-in-law. What a wonderful girl she is. How could she possibly become someone else's?"

After calming down, Madam Han also felt that her son made sense. If her family pretended not to know, Madam Wang would only feel guilty. But if this matter were to blow up, it would really be bad for both families.

“Mother, it’s not that I’m determined to marry her, it’s just that I think Miss Shen is good at making money, has a good temper, and you like her. She will definitely take care of you in the future. It can only be said that we are not destined to be together.” Liang Yuwen advised Han Shi in return.

“Good son, you’re right. I acted impulsively. Even though we can’t become in-laws, we can still be neighbors. It’s best not to fall out. It’s always right to be on good terms with the Shen family.” Madam Han quickly made her decision.

Liang Yuwen nodded and went to the kitchen to eat.

Seeing that her son wasn't too upset, Madam Han felt relieved. She wondered if there were any eligible women nearby; her son was getting old and his marriage couldn't wait any longer.

Liang Yuwen was very clear-headed at this moment. He went from being sad at the beginning to accepting it now in just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. He would have been better off reading more medical books than being sad.

The next day, Wang and Shen Kun unusually did not get up early.

"Husband, what should we do about the Liang family? I've been so busy these past few days, and I imagine Sister Han is still waiting for my reply." Madam Wang peeled an egg for Shen Kun and asked for his opinion.

"Just tell her Xing'er is headstrong and doesn't want to get married these past few years. I think she'll understand what I mean by that." Shen Kun scratched his head, feeling like one headache after another was coming up.

“Well, I almost agreed to Sister Han’s proposal that day. I suppose she thought the two children were a done deal. Alas,” Wang said regretfully.

In her heart, she also felt that Liang Yuwen was more suitable than Song Wenyang, at least they were a good match in terms of social status, and her daughter wouldn't be marrying up. But her child was grown up, and she still remembered what the fortune teller had said that day, so she didn't dare to interfere too much with Shen Xing'er.

"Just talk to Han properly. Anyone with a brain can understand what she's saying. Don't let things get ugly. We still need to be neighbors in the future," Shen Kun also instructed Wang.

"I know." Wang got up and went to the kitchen to get two jars of pickled vegetables she had made herself before heading to the Liang family's house.

Shen Kun got up and went to the street to check on the progress of the signboard.

"Hey little sister, you're here! I'm steaming some buns right now, take a few home with you later!"

When Han saw Wang coming with a basket, she was as clever as she was. How could she not know what Wang meant? She had thought about it all night. Since the two of them hadn't said anything explicitly, she had no reason to be angry.

She remembered her son's advice to be on good terms with the neighbors, and seeing Wang Shi bringing things to her door today, her anger subsided considerably.

"Oh my, I'm in for a treat! We're so in sync. Here, I also brought you two jars of my own pickled vegetables." Wang said, placing the pickled vegetables from the basket on the table.

"If you ask me, my pickled vegetables are even better than those sold on the street. My son Yuwen loves them. He says that when the clinic is busy, he eats pickled vegetables with steamed buns. They're filling and delicious." Madam Han deliberately brought up her son.

When Wang heard her mention Liang Yuwen's name, she felt even more uncomfortable. After considering her words carefully, she said somewhat awkwardly.

"Sister Han, you know my Xing'er has always been very opinionated. The other day I told her about our plans, and she said she didn't want to get married. She just wanted to run this shop well."

Wang was reciting the excuse she had practiced several times on the street.