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Chapter 393 If you don’t do it, you won’t stop.

Wen Jiayue was startled. It was one thing for Pei Huaijin to look at her, but why did he have to look at her clothes?

But Xiao Suye was right there in the closet...

Wen Jiayue composed herself and stopped her, saying, "Huan'er, none of my clothes suit you very well. How about I have someone from Jinfule Pavilion come and make you a new outfit?"

"Let me take a look first," Wen Ruohuan said unmoved. "If there's nothing suitable, then we'll talk about it."

She had been eyeing Wen Jiayue's clothes for a long time; they were all made of rare and fine materials. She thought this was a good opportunity to try them on and see if they would suit her better.

Wen Jiayue is the kind of person who likes to keep things to herself. She talks a good game about sisterly love, but she doesn't actually do anything for her!

She gritted her teeth and continued walking towards the wardrobe.

Wen Jiayue's heart was pounding in her throat. Just as she was about to try to stop him again, Shen Funian's voice came from outside.

"Sister-in-law, I think I hear Huan'er's voice. Quick, let me catch up with her."

You're back just in time!

Wen Jiayue quickly said, "Huan'er is right here, come in."

A hint of annoyance flashed in Wen Ruohuan's eyes. This Shen Funian was really getting in the way!

But she had to turn away, putting on a polite smile.

"Oh my, it's really Huan'er," Shen Funian said affectionately. "You look radiant after just a few days. Tell me how you take care of yourself."

A hint of confusion flashed across Wen Ruohuan's face. Shen Funian usually only treated her with sarcasm, but today he suddenly praised her?

Shen Funian realized she had been too enthusiastic, and then rolled her eyes.

"I knew you wouldn't tell me. Oh well, I wasn't really that interested anyway."

She had just heard Wen Ruohuan's voice and thought she was hallucinating because she was too nervous, so she didn't come over immediately.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. What if she really came, and Xiao Suye hadn't had time to leave yet?

Shen Funian then hurried over.

Upon hearing this, Wen Ruohuan finally felt a sense of familiarity and suppressed her confusion. It seemed that she really wanted to know how she maintained her youthful appearance.

She said with a forced smile, "In my opinion, Madam Xiao is truly radiant now. She must be very happy, having just gotten married. By the way, where is Young Master Xiao?"

“He went to the clinic,” Shen Funian said casually. “If you want to see him, I’ll take you there.”

"That won't be necessary." Wen Ruohuan turned her face away. "Sister, shall I go look at clothes?"

"What are you looking at? Don't you have any clothes to wear?" Shen Funian looked her up and down and said with disdain, "My sister-in-law has big breasts and a slim waist. Your figure can't support her."

Wen Ruohuan glared at her: "You! How could I not be able to support myself? My figure is clearly similar to my sister's! If you don't believe me, I'll find one to try on."

Shen Funian immediately said, "Okay, I believe you."

If Xiao Suye hadn't had time to leave, the only place he could hide in this room would be the wardrobe.

She wouldn't act rashly; she knows what's important and what's not.

Upon hearing this, Wen Ruohuan became suspicious again. Shen Funian was acting very strangely today.

Seeing her doubt, Wen Jiayue shook her head and chuckled.

"Niannian, you promised me you wouldn't argue with Huan'er when you came, and you really kept your word. It seems you've become much more composed since getting married."

Shen Funian snorted: "Of course."

Wen Ruohuan asked Granny Wang for confirmation, and only after seeing her nod almost imperceptibly did she lower her guard.

“In that case,” Wen Ruohuan said, “I’ll go look at clothes.”

Seeing that she wanted to look again, Shen Funian was almost going crazy, so she decided to go all the way and just grabbed her arm and walked out.

"My sister-in-law's clothes are all too plain. Come to Chang Le Yuan to see my clothes, you'll definitely like them!"

"I'm not going! My sister and I are best friends, I want to wear her clothes..."

"I can't help you!"

The two voices grew increasingly faint, and Granny Wang left. Wen Jiayue quickly opened the wardrobe door.

Xiao Suye emerged, cupped his hands, and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm so sorry."

Unexpectedly, his good intentions backfired, and he and Shen Funian not only failed to help at all, but they also almost got discovered.

“It’s alright,” Wen Jiayue said. “You should hurry up and leave so no one sees you.”

Xiao Suye nodded and left through the window.

Wen Jiayue and Ruyi tidied up the wardrobe together before they had time to sit down and rest for a while.

Ruyi asked, "Madam, should we still write this letter?"

Wen Jiayue pondered for a moment, then shook her head.

As long as Wen Ruohuan doesn't bring it up again, she'll just consider it a whim.

I would feel really bad if I troubled Pei Huaijin with such a trivial matter.

Unexpectedly, during lunch, Wen Ruohuan brought up the old matter again.

"Sister, have you finished writing that letter? Has anyone from the Duke of Qi's mansion said when they will reply?"

Seeing that she was still thinking about this, Wen Jiayue paused for a moment and asked, "Huan'er, why are you suddenly so concerned about this?"

Wen Ruohuan had clearly already decided on Shen Fuhan, yet she met with Pei Huaijin at this crucial juncture, which was rather suspicious.

"What else could it be?" Wen Ruohuan said shyly, "Sister, I'm almost seventeen. If I don't get married soon, I'll become an old maid. The heir of the Duke of Qi has such a good family background and is also a good friend of my brother-in-law. I'm definitely willing to marry him."

Upon hearing this, Shen Funian chuckled.

The heir of the Duke of Qi could possibly be interested in Wen Ruohuan? What a joke!

She couldn't resist stirring up trouble, so she said, "With Huan'er's looks, she'll definitely be able to bewitch the heir of the Duke of Qi."

She couldn't wait to see Wen Ruohuan get rejected.

Xiao Suye nudged her arm, signaling her to be quiet.

“Sister, go and write it,” Wen Ruohuan urged. “The heir of the Duke of Qi is a perfect match. If we don’t take a look soon, he will be snatched away by someone else.”

Wen Jiayue found it increasingly strange and refused, saying, "Huan'er, I am not familiar with the heir of the Duke of Qi. When the Marquis returns, I will have him write a letter himself. What do you think?"

Wen Ruohuan said sullenly, "Fine, then I'll wait a little longer."

Seeing that she didn't insist anymore, Wen Jiayue breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps Wen Ruohuan was just afraid that she would find other young men for her, so she decided to focus on Pei Huaijin and mention him from time to time to avoid future trouble.

Unexpectedly, when she woke up from her afternoon nap, Wen Ruohuan suddenly ran over and told her something.

"Sister, after much thought, I still feel that we cannot miss this opportunity, so I just sent a letter to the Duke of Qi's mansion in your name. You won't blame me, will you?"

Wen Jiayue frowned: "Huan'er, why didn't you discuss this with me?"

"I've already told you I don't want to miss this opportunity," Wen Ruohuan said coquettishly. "Sister, please help me this once."

Wen Jiayue sighed inwardly.

Since things have come to this, this is the only way. The letter has already been sent out, and if she stops it, it will only make Wen Ruohuan suspicious.

Besides, it's just a small matter, it shouldn't bother Pei Huaijin, right?