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Chapter 319 Don't Get Jealous

The group walked toward the reception area.

Shen Fuhan carried Zhaozhao and walked ahead with Wen Jiayue, followed by Wen Ruohuan and Shen Funian.

Wen Ruohuan tried to step forward and walk alongside Shen Fuhan, but as soon as she quickened her pace, her arm was grabbed.

"Oh dear, I can't walk anymore," Shen Funian said pitifully. "Huan'er, wait for me."

She felt disgusted when she uttered that name, but then she thought of it as calling a dog and started barking enthusiastically.

"Huan'er, slow down, I really can't walk anymore."

Being pulled along, Wen Ruohuan could hardly move an inch.

She pursed her lips, watching helplessly as her brother-in-law walked further and further away.

Having achieved her goal, Shen Funian smiled and released her hand, when suddenly a sentence drifted to her ear.

"...It must be her, the one who eloped..."

Shen Funian froze, instantly rooted to the spot.

She slowly turned her head and saw two young ladies from prominent families walking together, looking at her with innocent expressions.

One of them smiled and said, "This young lady looks unfamiliar. May I ask which family she belongs to?"

Wen Ruohuan, always eager for a good show, spoke up first: "This is the younger sister of Marquis Jing'an."

The young lady looked puzzled and said to her companion, "Calling me 'Miss' doesn't seem quite right. Shouldn't we call me 'Madam' instead?"

His companion hesitated and said, "This... is a bit difficult. I don't know what to call it either."

Shen Funian clenched her hands and calmly said, "Your address is informal. May I ask which family you are from? I feel quite at ease with you. I would like to visit you with my elder brother, Marquis Jing'an, another day."

She emphasized the name of Marquis Jing'an, and the two young ladies immediately tensed up. They could mock Shen Funian at will, but as soon as the name of Marquis Jing'an was mentioned, they became aware of their surroundings and dared not act rashly.

One of them said sheepishly, "We have something to do, so we'll be leaving now."

Shen Funian watched their retreating figures and spat.

If her elder brother hadn't said they couldn't disrupt Miss Pei's coming-of-age banquet, she would have slapped him long ago.

Wen Jiayue and Shen Fuhan, who were ahead, were completely unaware of this and continued walking slowly forward.

Wen Jiayue glanced at him seemingly casually.

Since entering the Duke's mansion, Shen Fuhan has remained silent, and his expression has become somewhat cold; it's unclear what's wrong with him.

She didn't know what to say, so she fell silent.

Zhao Zhao seemed to sense her father and mother's emotions, looking at this person and that person from time to time without saying a word.

Wen Jiayue didn't want her daughter to be in such a depressing atmosphere, and was thinking about what to say when Shen Fuhan suddenly spoke up.

"You've met Pei Huaijin a few times. What's your impression of him?"

Zhao Zhao noticed the person again, blinked at her mother, and waited for her mother's answer.

Wen Jiayue didn't know why he was asking this, or if he was testing her again.

Every time Pei Huaijin appeared, Shen Fuhan seemed to become a different person, and she had to be extremely careful with her answers.

Thinking about it carefully, if we disregard their childhood acquaintance, she wouldn't have a definite impression of Pei Huaijin.

Moreover, she really doesn't know him at the moment, after all, they've barely spoken a few words to each other, so how could she know anything about him?

Aside from the fact that he appeared to be as gentle and mild-mannered as ever, she knew nothing else about him.

So Wen Jiayue said, "He is my husband's good friend. I've only met him a few times and haven't paid much attention to him."

Shen Fuhan was not satisfied with the answer, feeling that she was just being perfunctory, and spoke indifferently.

"I can generally tell what kind of person he is. Do you think he's someone I can befriend?"

Wen Jiayue nodded: "My husband's judgment of people is naturally better than mine. Since my husband is friends with him, it proves that Young Master Pei is someone worth befriending."

Shen Fuhan lowered his eyes and asked, "What if I don't want to be friends with him?"

Wen Jiayue was taken aback. In her previous life, Shen Fuhan had never said such a thing.

Moreover, Pei Huaijin would occasionally visit the Jing'an Marquis's residence. Although she had never met him, she knew that the two of them had always maintained contact.

But Shen Fuhan suddenly said that he no longer wanted to be friends with Pei Huaijin.

She couldn't fathom his heart, so naturally she didn't know what he was thinking.

Wen Jiayue only knew that the breakup would only bring her a slight sense of loss.

The days of my childhood are long gone, and it's already wonderful to have the chance to see Brother Dragonfly again.

Since the regret has already been resolved, she has nothing left to worry about.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiayue said, "My husband must have his reasons for doing this, there's no need to ask for my opinion."

Shen Fuhan then glanced at her, looking puzzled.

He couldn't detect a trace of lingering affection or reluctance on her face.

Do they meet in other ways on a regular basis, so whether they are on good terms or not doesn't prevent them from interacting?

Wen Jiayue had not left the manor for a long time, and no suspicious person had delivered a letter to the Marquis's residence.

What exactly is going on?

Shen Fuhan couldn't understand why she was so indifferent now, when she had clearly said that she liked gentle and considerate men and liked dragonflies. The intimacy on the day of the flower viewing banquet was still vivid in her mind.

Was she hiding her feelings too deeply, or did she not believe he would stop seeing Pei Huaijin?

Shen Fuhan pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Jiayue asked in confusion, "Husband?"

Shen Fuhan snapped out of his daze, stared into her eyes, and asked again.

"You really don't care?"

Wen Jiayue frowned and said, "Husband, stop testing me... and don't get jealous."

She remembered Shen Fuhan saying that he was jealous, jealous of her and Pei Huaijin.

At the time, she didn't take it seriously, thinking he was talking nonsense. But she didn't expect that he would change every time he met Pei Huaijin in recent days.

Even though Wen Jiayue didn't want to believe it, judging from his various actions, she had no choice but to believe it.

Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then subconsciously denied it: "I didn't, I just... suddenly wanted to ask."

For some reason, he found himself somewhat afraid to face her, let alone have an open and honest conversation with her.

Perhaps it was because he knew she didn't like him, or rather, she liked Pei Huaijin more than she liked him.

He wouldn't break the ice until he was certain that Wen Jiayue had enough feelings for him, enough to convince him that she would choose him.

He never fights a battle unprepared, and he will never do anything that is disadvantageous to him.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if he's worried about gains and losses, as long as Wen Jiayue stays by his side.

Sooner or later, she will sit in front of him with a gentle smile, her gaze lingering on him, completely forgetting about Pei Huaijin.

That day is certainly not far off.