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It turned out that death was indeed a possibility... it felt worse than death itself!
Ma Tianjin looked at Huo Zhenyan's smug expression, wishing she could find a hole to hide in and never come out again. She lowered her head, her face flushed with shame.
Nothing had happened between them that night, but last night, she had sold herself for money, and she had even approached him willingly!
Huo Zhenyan was so infuriating! So wicked! She cursed him repeatedly in her mind.
Huo Zhenyan leaned closer, resting a hand on her shoulder, a playful smirk on his face. "Actually, I wouldn't mind if you came to find me again tonight. After all, money can always be earned back."
"I-I don't want to!"
She stuttered again. "I found that the money is enough..." If it wasn't enough later, she would deal with it then; right now, all she wanted was to hide like a turtle! She thought to herself, her body instinctively shrinking back.
A distinguished guest arrived at the County Office—the guest was Huo Zhenyan's father...
The old man's scrutinizing gaze made Ma Tianjin feel guilty. She lowered her head, unable to meet his eyes. Surely he wasn't here to force her to leave? She was innocent; it was his son who had trapped her!
The old man said, "Zhengyan is already thirty..."
Ma Tianjin kept her head down, silently complaining about how old Huo Zhenyan's father was! She muttered quietly in her mind.
"...We want to find a suitable match for Zhengyan."
The old man continued, "We hope Master Ma can assist us as well."
Huh? Huo Zhenyan was getting married! Ma Tianjin quickly nodded, bobbing her head like a chick pecking for grain. "Okay! I will definitely help!"
Then she could escape from her suffering and continue being the County Magistrate, Ma Tianjin. "Have you found any suitable families?"
The old man pulled out a large stack of portraits for her to choose from, hesitating as he asked, "Master Ma, do you mind?"
Ma Tianjin was confused, her eyes filled with questions. "What should I mind?"
The old man lowered his head and fell silent. Seeing the County Magistrate's innocent expression, he realized that it must be his son, who thrived on chaos, pressuring her! What kind of nonsense was this about a romantic relationship between men?
The old man couldn't help but feel sympathy for the seemingly naive and easily pushed-over Ma Tianjin. "Master Ma, you’ve worked hard!"
Huo Zhenyan stood by the door, impatiently watching inside. It was quite unexpected for his father to come; what was with their overly sentimental expressions?
"What are you doing?"
Even if it was his father, no one could touch a hair on Ma Tianjin!
"We're helping you with your matchmaking!" Ma Tianjin said cheerfully, a hint of schadenfreude on her face. "Look, these are the ones I picked out; they’re so beautiful. If only I could marry one of them..."
Huo Zhenyan glared at the smile on her face, his teeth grinding in frustration. "You want me to marry?"
"Why not?" Ma Tianjin looked up defiantly. "Master Huo is going to be a grandfather."
"Then you can help me have children!"
Is this bad?
"I can't do it."
What kind of logic is there in a man giving birth? Has Huo Zhenyan lost his mind? Ma Tianjin silently scoffed in his heart, wearing a strange expression on his face.
Huo Zhenyan curled his lips in a cold smile. "I actually think your functions are quite complete."
So she really intends to pretend to be a man for the rest of her life? A hint of mockery flickered in his eyes.
Ma Tianjin glared at him, her eyes wide open. Could he please stop saying things that could easily lead to misunderstandings?
"You absolutely must get married!"
"Yanyan, do you really want me to stay away from you that much?"
His expression was odd, his tone strange, as if he were a bit shocked, a bit disappointed, and a bit lonely... But what did that matter? He still had to marry.
And she was still Ma Tianjin, the wife of Liu Xiaoyuan.
Ma Tianjin chuckled awkwardly, her laughter tinged with embarrassment. "I picked these portraits myself. Father said that if you get married, I’ll be the matchmaker, so remember to give me a big gift."
Yet that smile didn’t reach her heart at all; a fleeting hint of unnoticeable disappointment flashed in her eyes.
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