The Trials of Rebirth

Rong You’s expression changed. He slowly put down his teacup and sighed after a while: “Fine. If I go to propose, our matter will be settled, and you must never use this to threaten me again.”

“Of course, it’s a deal.”

After that, Rong You left helplessly. I hid beside a wall pillar, observing Lin Yan’s unusual expression, pondering their conversation. What Rong You owed Lin Yan – was it about the broken engagement? Although the reason seemed far-fetched, it seemed to be the only explanation.

I thought Rong You would leave and Lin Yan would soon go to the restaurant. But after sitting for a while, another elegant young gentleman approached, carefully looking around before sitting down.

Tsk, I thought, Lin Yan seems to know quite a few young gentlemen.

As it turned out, my sixth sense was correct.

After exchanging a few words, the gentleman said, “Miss Lin, what happened back then was not my intention. The broken engagement was your insistence. I’m afraid I cannot comply with what you’re asking now.”

Lin Yan remained calm and sneered, “Young Master He, I’m not asking you to marry my second sister. I know you’re acquainted with many wealthy young masters. Finding someone to propose shouldn’t be difficult.”

“Everyone knows Lin Zi’s temperament. And she’s just a concubine-born daughter. Bringing her home as the mistress isn’t exactly something to be proud of.”

Lin Yan said, “Mistress? You’re thinking too far ahead.”

The gentleman was surprised, “You want your second sister to be a concubine? Why?”

“Young Master He doesn’t need to know. Just do as I say. My second sister is not unattractive. Bringing her back won’t embarrass your friends.”

I frowned listening to their conversation. What was Lin Yan doing? Getting Rong You to propose, then having others propose as well. I sighed.

Seeing Young Master He agree, Lin Yan paid and prepared to leave. I hurried back. Arriving at the restaurant, I saw the Mansion Strategist had already ordered the dishes. After catching my breath, Lin Yan arrived, carrying several large packages, looking exhausted.

“Why so late?”

The dishes are almost cold,” I smiled, taking the packages and placing them aside.

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