The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Without eating or sleeping, the two stopped communicating in tacit agreement.

However, this time was different from the silent dining table in the past.

Young Master Yun looked at that Young Master Xia Xian, who had been praised since childhood and abide by the rules, and spoke to the little girl in a low voice and tenderness.

Ask the other person if they want to eat this and the other.

That look, like a worried... old father.

Of course, the previous look told Young Master Yun that Xia Xian was obviously not going to be the father of a little girl.

After he witnessed Xia Xian clip another chicken leg to the little girl with his own eyes, he finally couldn't help it.

Putting down his chopsticks, he took a sip of tea, and cleared his throat. He said, "Aiqing is not too young. It's time to get married."

Xia Xian looked at him.

He smiled and continued: "Some time ago, Mrs. Censor asked Aiqing for a marriage. She said that you and the daughter of the General Shang are quite a good match. I look good, and I have already ordered a marriage."

Xia Xian didn't react yet, but heard a 'smack'.

- The drumstick fell on the plate.

At the same time, the little girl who was supposed to be nibbling on the chicken leg was looking at Young Master Yun blankly with her small face raised.

Because she was nibbling on chicken legs just now, the little girl still had a layer of oil on her pink and tender lips, which looked shiny.

The little girl's watery eyes were slightly widened, and her little hands were holding chopsticks and still holding the chicken legs, looking like she was frightened and pitiful.

Xia Xian's annoyance originally because of Young Master Yun's nonsense speech dissipated a little at this moment. I can't help but look forward to it. Is the little girl like this because...I like him? So jealous?

Being watched by the two of them, Yuan Xi silently swallowed the chicken thigh that he had just bitten off in his mouth, and said softly, "I'm sorry to bother you, you can continue."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and bit into the chicken leg that fell on the plate again.

Yuanxi bit the chicken leg, not thinking about the chicken leg at all, and there was only one sentence left in his mind.

——Xia Xian is about to marry another woman.

Xia Xian married another woman.

Then didn't he give all his money to other women?

Yuanxi felt heavy and serious.

She still has a broken bowl, or else she would still rob.

Seeing the little girl's appearance, Xia Xian didn't know whether to be happy or sad, he sighed silently.

Looking up at Young Master Yun, he said helplessly, "Stop joking."

Just as Young Master Yun understands Xia Xian's look, Xia Xian also understands each other.

The matter may be true, but he will never directly issue the imperial decree without asking.

Young Master Yun snorted.

"Mrs. Censor is really going to ask you for a marriage." He glanced at Yuanxi and said, "You can do it yourself."

When Mrs. Censor asked him to marry him that day, he almost suffered from internal injuries. If he hadn't been afraid that Xia Xian would come back and get angry, he would have ordered it.

"Yeah." Xia Xian paused, then said, "Thank you."

After returning home after dinner, Yuan Xi got into the carriage, and after a long while, Xia Xian and Young Master Yun followed.

This time, Young Master Yun looked at Yuanxi quietly with completely different eyes, but the little girl lowered her eyes and was thinking about how to start, completely unaware.

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Xia Xian became famous at a young age, and he was given the post of Prime Minister at a young age, and he had long since moved from the Censor's Mansion to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Originally, he planned to send Yuanxi to the Prime Minister's Mansion first, and then go to the Censor Mansion to greet Father Xia and Mother Xia, but he did not expect that the two of them would have been waiting for him at the Prime Minister's Mansion.