Su Xi was stunned, “Xiao Lian, don’t…”
“You like her, don’t you? You’re still young.”
“You can’t remain unmarried forever.” Xiao Lian looked at Su Xi with hope.
Su Xi’s eyes dimmed. He was an unloved illegitimate child, a widower who had lost his wife and father, and a male prostitute despised by society. With such an identity, how could he ever marry, especially into the famous Jin family? Two years ago, when the Chen family’s daughter came to bring luck, no good family’s son would want to marry a disabled person. His mother had sent him, an unwanted child, to the Chen family for the sake of benefits. At twelve, after a brief marriage, his wife died immediately. He was almost beaten to death by the Chen family and thrown out barely alive.
To save face, his mother refused to let this “money-losing goods” return home and even threw out his younger brother. Now fourteen, he had long lost hope for marriage. He waited for his solitary patron to visit monthly, lying in bed for her gratification. Although he liked her, he had given up hope of marriage long ago.
He wished Xiao Lian would remember him and visit occasionally. Now twelve, he hoped Xiao Lian could marry into a good family.
Xiao Lian pulled Su Xi’s clothes, “Although I don’t like her, if you like her, that’s enough. As long as she can marry you, I won’t be hostile.”
Su Xi sighed, “Let’s go inside.”
Suddenly, chicken calls came from outside. Xiao Lian looked at the delivered chickens and ducks and said, “That woman knows you’re in poor health and needs some nourishment.”
“Xiao Lian, show some respect. Call her Miss Jin,” Su Xi said, feeling warmth from Jin Yu’s kindness. No one had cared for them like she did, and he appreciated it.
Xiao Lian puffed out his cheeks. Though unwilling, he was also happy. That woman was a bit rough with his brother and visited less frequently. After two years, she still hadn’t married his brother, but in other ways, she seemed good. For his brother’s sake, he would call her Miss Jin.
