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The Bai Family was quite wealthy, as evidenced by the two gaudy yet extravagantly luxurious golden lions at the entrance.
The Bai Family also had many daughters, and the vibrant scene of beautifully adorned young women throughout the courtyard made that abundantly clear.
The butler cleared his throat and deliberately raised his voice, addressing the numerous young ladies in the courtyard, "In this competition, Miss Thirteen has emerged victorious."
Yao Niansi was the daughter of Bai Jinman’s ninth consort, ranking thirteenth among her sisters. It was quite a peculiar situation for Bai Jinman, who had numerous wives and concubines but no sons; instead, he had daughters aplenty to fill an entire inn.
Yun Sheng felt somewhat shy. Upon entering the Bai Family Courtyard, she resembled a startled fawn, her expression flustered as she hid behind Yao Niansi, clutching her dress tightly and avoiding the curious or disapproving gazes of the Bai Family’s young ladies.
Yao Niansi pouted in disdain, boldly stepping in front of Yun Sheng with her hands on her hips, shouting loudly, "What are you looking at? If you want a man, go find one yourself!"
Her outburst immediately drew looks of contempt from the other young ladies of the Bai Family.
"Tsk tsk, how rude. No wonder she was kicked out by her father and stripped of her surname," a voice rang out from the crowd, loud enough for everyone in the courtyard to hear clearly.
Yao Niansi's expression changed instantly; her almond-shaped eyes widened as she prepared to retort but was interrupted by another voice.
"Oh dear, only someone like her would win in a competition like this." The words dripped with sarcasm and felt like a thorn piercing Yao Niansi's heart.
Due to having no sons, Bai Jinman devised this competition to select one daughter to inherit the family business. Yao Niansi had relied on various tactics and luck to advance through the rounds. Now, she only needed to win in the final contest to secure her position as head of the family.
The young ladies of the Bai Family were not to be underestimated; even if they could not become the head themselves, they would certainly make things difficult for Yao Niansi with their sharp tongues.
Yao Niansi let out a cold snort, her face full of mockery as she said, “At least it’s better than you all not being able to get married!”
Yun Sheng timidly chimed in from behind, “They’re so fierce, I don’t like them. A-Niansi, I want to go home.”
Someone with sharp eyes immediately noticed Yun Sheng’s discomfort and mocked, “Hah, what good is being pretty if you’re just a fool?”
Upon hearing this, Yao Niansi's anger flared. She glared with wide eyes, baring her teeth as she spat out each word, “Who are you to talk about my people? Dare to say that again!”
The person was taken aback by her fierce demeanor and took a step back but couldn’t lose face, so he stubbornly replied, “He—he’s just a fool.”
Yao Niansi was infuriated and rolled up her sleeves, stepping forward ready to give him a beating, but the steward stopped her.
“What kind of behavior is this?” The steward frowned, his expression serious.
Yao Niansi shot the man a fierce glare before reluctantly backing down.
Seeing that things had calmed down for the moment, the steward continued, “The final competition will be to see who can give birth to a boy first; that person will be the next head of the family.”
There are three unfilial acts, and having no descendants is the worst.
The steward explained that all the competitions were Master Bai's thoughtful intentions, aimed at ensuring that the Bai Family would not become extinct.
A widower with children demonstrates basic capability in bearing offspring, and marrying into the family wouldn’t come with the pressure of a first wife. In Master Bai's words, it was a win-win situation.
Yao Niansi looked at the so-called ideal choice in front of her—Yun Sheng—and felt a deep sense of worry. Having a son was already difficult, but having one with a fool made it even harder.
A few days ago, someone in the courtyard had said it right: Yun Sheng was indeed a fool. Ever since he woke up from his coma two years ago, he had lost all his memories and behaved like a child of seven or eight, only knowing that his name was Yun Sheng.
But even if Yun Sheng was a fool, he was her fool, and she would not allow anyone to say otherwise.
"Niansi." Just as Yao Niansi was lost in her thoughts, Yun Sheng suddenly tugged at her sleeve, his eyes sparkling with innocence like a pure-hearted child. "The baby is almost two years old; we need to give her a name."
The baby referred to the girl he had held during his coma.
Yao Niansi turned her head away impatiently and casually replied, "You can just pick any name you like."
However, Yun Sheng turned her face back to him with a serious expression and said earnestly, "You are the stepmother; the name should be chosen by you."
Yao Niansi suppressed the urge to hit him and forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Who told you I’m the baby’s stepmother!"
She was still an unmarried young woman; how had she suddenly become a stepmother?
Yun Sheng blinked innocently and said, "Everyone says you are my wife, so you must be the baby's stepmother." Suddenly, as if recalling something important, he leaned forward and gave Yao Niansi a loud kiss on the cheek, grinning as he added, "They say couples are supposed to do this kind of thing."
Before the stunned Yao Niansi could react, Yun Sheng scratched his head and said with an adorable expression, "Even though they all say Niansi is a tigress who will mistreat me and the baby, I still like Niansi."
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