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"This is the account from the trading company, please take a look, Aunt."
Leng Shaoqing gently placed a stack of ledgers in front of Bai Youlian, his expression calm and his tone respectful.
Bai Youlian's gaze fell upon the ledgers, where some debts had been marked in red ink, but now they were all in blue.
She looked up in astonishment, her eyes filled with surprise. "You..."
Leng Shaoqing smiled slightly, though there was a hint of depth in his smile. "Nephew remembers Aunt's teachings well. If one wishes to stay in this household, one cannot be idle. Aunt is busy with business, and I am merely doing my small part."
Since that day, Leng Shaoqing seemed like a changed person, following the steward to the Leng Family shop every day.
Once upon a time, he had said he did not want to involve himself in the family business and only wished to do what he wanted. It was for this reason that he had traveled overseas. At that time, she did not know that his so-called family business referred to the Leng Family.
But now... Bai Youlian found herself at a loss for words; he should not be here! Perhaps it would have been better if things were as they were before—she could have used that as an excuse to send him away. But... she ultimately nodded and said softly, "That would be fine."
It was perhaps from the moment she saw him and learned he was the young master of the Leng Family that she realized there was no escaping this fate.
"If Aunt has no other matters, I will take my leave now. I have an appointment with Miss Hu," Leng Shaoqing said as he stood up, a hint of mystery in his smile.
"Miss Hu?" How long had Leng Shaoqing been back in Shancheng? How could he have met someone named Miss Hu? A trace of doubt surged within Bai Youlian.
Leng Shaoqing's lips curled into a smile, his eyes sparkling. "The Hu family's daughter, Hu Qianqian. Although I only met her a few days ago, it felt like we were old friends."
After Leng Shaoqing left, Bai Youlian called for the steward and instructed gravely, "Investigate the Hu family in Shancheng."
She remembered there was indeed a Hu family in Shancheng, but it seemed they had no daughters.
Old friends? A tinge of bitterness spread through her heart.
Meanwhile, Yamada stood by the window, looking out at the scenery with a smug smile. "Chiyo has already taken action. The Leng Family has significant influence in Shancheng; one Bai Youlian is not enough; we must gain complete control. As long as the Y Plan succeeds, eliminating the New Alliance will be effortless. This is His Majesty the Emperor's command."
In the morning sunlight of the Leng Mansion garden, laughter from women rang out brightly.
The maid hurriedly reported, "Young Master’s friend has arrived and is admiring the plum blossoms in the garden. It is said to be Miss Hu."
Miss Hu? Bai Youlian suddenly stood up, an inexplicable emotion surging within her. She quickly walked to the window and looked outside, where she saw a young woman in a pale yellow embroidered coat standing under the plum tree, her smile radiant as flowers. Leng Shaoqing stood beside her, gently placing a branch of plum blossoms into her hair.
Her eyes felt as if they had been scorched. In the next moment, Bai Youlian turned away. Perhaps this was for the best.
He was destined to marry and have children; there was no possibility left for them. Since that was the case...
"Madam, I have checked. This Miss Hu is the goddaughter that Madam Hu encountered while offering incense a few days ago. The Hu family has no daughters," came the steward's voice from outside, breaking her train of thought.
"What did you say?" Bai Youlian froze, an ominous premonition rising in her heart as she quickly stepped out, only to meet Leng Shaoqing coming toward her.
Leng Shaoqing's expression was calm as he said, "Nephew has something to discuss with Aunt."
"Just in time; I also have something to discuss with you about Hu Qianqian..."
"It is about Qianqian," Leng Shaoqing stated firmly, word by word. "What I wish to discuss with Aunt is the matter of my marriage to Qianqian."
"You want to marry Hu Qianqian?" Bai Youlian took a step back in shock and anxiety.
Leng Shaoqing did not miss any change in her expression and smiled faintly, "What’s wrong? Does Aunt not agree?"
Bai Youlian hurriedly replied, "The Hu family has no daughters."
"I know. Qianqian is a goddaughter, but so what? I love her and do not care about her background."
I love her.
Those words slowly spread within Bai Youlian's heart, wave after wave, like a knife twisting inside.
Her fingertips trembled slightly as she coldly replied, "In any case... it cannot be."
Leng Shaoqing could not marry Hu Qianqian, for she was well aware of Hu Qianqian's true identity.
She was sent by that person. It had to be.
“Aunt, you are being too overbearing!” Leng Shaoqing suddenly grasped her hand, his tone icy. “I only came to inform you, but as for Qian Qian, I must marry her!”
As for Qian Qian, I must marry her — Leng Shaoqing's words echoed in Bai Youlian's mind as she held the satin, feeling its luxurious chill.
“What’s wrong with Aunt Bai?” Xu Sheng approached, concern etched on his face.
“Nothing.” She smiled sweetly at him and pushed the satin forward. Beneath it, a corner of white paper peeked out. “Just this one, the color is vibrant; make me a vest.”
A glimmer passed through Xu Sheng's eyes as he lowered his voice. “Have you seen the newspaper?”
Bai Youlian nodded, her voice serious. “It’s all about Leng Kun recruiting people from the countryside for the mines last year.”
Xu Sheng clenched his fists, anger filling his eyes. “This cannot continue!”
“Yes, I will go see Yamada immediately. You get ready.”
“Be careful.”
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