When Shen Mingzhu learned that Yan Jing wanted to set her up with Han Zibin and Yan Su, she was utterly shocked.
At the time, she had no idea of Han Zibin's infatuation with Yan Su.
Although the Han Family wasn't as prestigious as the Yan Family, they were still one of the prominent households in Fengcheng. Han Zibin, being young and handsome with admirers aplenty, seemed unlikely to fall for a woman nearing her forties.
"Madam Ning, matters of the heart can't be forced. A melon forcibly twisted off its vine isn't sweet, don't you agree?"
Yan Jing smirked, "Sweet or not, you won't know until you twist it off."
Shen Mingzhu gave a forced laugh. "Madam Ning, if I may be so bold to ask, what made you fancy Han Zibin as a brother-in-law?"
"It's best not to pry into societal matters."
Alright then.
In the evening, when Pei Yang came home from work, he immediately spotted the little purple horse in the glass cabinet.
"Oh, got a new treasure?"