At this moment, the two in the courtyard had not noticed Su Xi’s return. Xiao Lian held the handkerchief Jin Mo had embroidered for him, sighing about how impressive it was, truly comparable to what his brother could do. He planned to show it to his brother, thinking he wouldn’t need to touch those troublesome needles and threads for several days. Xiao Lian secretly glanced at Jin Mo, considering that having her as a wife seemed quite good.
At least she wouldn’t force him to do men’s work like his brother, and her demeanor was gentle. Unlike the woman who always ignored him, she helped him with work and spoke to him.
“Xiao Lian,” Su Xi’s voice rang out in the courtyard. Xiao Lian’s heart tightened, wondering if his brother had discovered that someone else helped him embroider the handkerchief.
Jin Mo heard the voice and looked towards the gate, seeing a comfortable-looking man carrying vegetables. She thought this must be the “young widower” people talked about, still carrying so much while pregnant. It seemed the elder sister only cared about Yun Mei and was not tender towards others. Before Su Xi could speak, Jin Mo cupped her hands and said, “I’m Jin Mo.”
Su Xi was stunned. Everyone in Shi Li Town knew who Jin Mo was. “May I ask… is there something I can help you with?” he asked nervously, his palms sweating.
“I was planning to go to Yanhua Zui and thought I’d stop by,” Jin Mo said. She had come here because of what Xiao Wu and Xiao Zhou said, initially planning to just take a look but now deciding to also visit Yanhua Zui, which was a Jin family property.
Su Xi said nothing. Hearing that she was rumored to have an affair with the Jin family master’s wife, Xiao Lian immediately changed his expression.
His good impression vanished instantly, and he said, “What is there to see? You’re not welcome here.” Outside, everyone was saying the Jin family master’s wife had seduced someone. He could tell she wasn’t a good person. He was angry at himself for thinking about making her his wife after she had helped him a little. A woman like her – he wouldn’t want her even if she were given to him.
