Chapter 1852: The Frail Young Master's Chongxi Beautiful Bride 07

That day, Ye Yuchi did not hastily agree to accept all of Jin Chen's shops as gifts; only at Jin Chen's request did she pick two moderately profitable, unremarkable clothing stores.

Even if the young master had no ulterior motives, doing so just a few days after the wedding might make other members of the Jin Family suspect.

Soon it would be the seventh day, the day of returning to her natal home.

For this day, Ye Yuchi had prepared for a long time.

The sky was gradually brightening.

The Jin Family's carriage stopped outside the Ye Manor; the clean, wide road had already been cleared of snow, and even the servants guarding outside were all energized.

Ye Bing Tian, changing from his recent lethargy, put on festive clothes, stroked his beard, and laughed as he walked out to greet them.

"Dear nephew, Nephew Yuchi, you've finally arrived."

Ye Zi Ning looked curiously at the person stepping out of the carriage; his gaze almost instantly fell on Jin Chen, feeling somewhat strange.

The young man was tall, wearing a luxurious black fox fur coat with a fuzzy fur hood over his head; his peach-blossom eyes were clear and bright, noble yet with a touch of frail vulnerability that evoked pity.

He had long known that the three brothers of the Jin Family were all remarkably handsome, and this young master, Jin Chen, was outstandingly proud and excellent; however, their previous encounters had all been when the young master was ill, inevitably affected by his sickness.

This time seeing him again, he actually felt somewhat stunned by his beauty.

It's just a pity…

No matter how good the looks and lineage, a short life and little fortune are useless.

Ye Yuchi and Jin Chen entered the Ye Manor hand in hand, and of course they did not miss the varied expressions on those people's faces, thus growing more Silence.

Returning to the Ye Family again, his hatred was far stronger than he had imagined; he wished to burn the place down, just as he had done on the day he was sentenced to death in his previous life.

"Ah Ci, what's wrong?"

Jin Chen sensed that Ye Yuchi seemed somewhat unwell, his worried side-glance: "If you're not happy, we'll go back."

"It's fine." Ye Yuchi smiled at Jin Chen, her phoenix eyes gentle.

"Just a bit dazed."

If they just left like that, there would be no one to see off the great gift he had prepared today.

Jin Chen suddenly stopped, took Ye Yuchi's hand, and urged: "I've heard that the Ye Family never treated you well before."

"Ah Ci, tell me who has bullied you."

His voice wasn't deliberately lowered; many of those accompanying the reception heard it, and immediately several people changed their expressions.

Ye Yuchi also didn't expect Jin Chen to ask that; she involuntarily glanced over everyone present, the curve of her lips carrying a hint of mockery.

He thought, the young master's question was misplaced; he should ask who had not bullied him, so the number could be counted on one's fingers, not too many to describe.

Ye Bing Tian immediately said: "Dear nephew, that's not true; Yuchi has been sensible and polite since childhood, and everyone in the manor is family—how could there be any bullying?"

Madam Ye also smiled and nodded, kind and dignified: "Yes, dear nephew, perhaps it's just idle gossip you heard somewhere, not to be taken seriously."

"It's cold outside; hurry in and sit."

Having said that, she gave a glance behind her.

Not long after, a grandmother stepped forward and, in front of everyone, asked Ye Yuchi to go to the side courtyard to see her mother, who had suddenly taken to bed.

"Eh, that's right, but dear nephew, you shouldn't catch the illness; better go inside." Madam Ye immediately responded, smiling brightly.

Ye Yuchi lowered her eyes in thought for a moment, slightly loosening Jin Chen's hand: "Husband, I'll go take a look first; I'll come back shortly."

"How long is shortly?" Jin Chen, his hand released, his pale handsome face hidden in the fur hood of the fox coat showed some disappointment as he lowered his head.

"What if I have an attack and you're not here?"

Ye Yuchi could not resist that soft gaze; she had become adept at the Jin Family's special way of coaxing the young master, promising: "Just a little while; I'll say a few words and come back."

"All right, Ah Ci, hurry." Jin Chen glanced toward the side courtyard, then let his husband go.

Ye Bing Tian breathed a sigh of relief, looking appreciatively and relieved at Madam Ye; both invited Jin Chen into the front hall, with Ye Zi Ning following.

Jin Chen puzzledly touched his own face.

"Do I look like an idiot?"

These people, right under his nose, exchanged glances, not even trying to avoid being noticed.

{【Hmm… according to outside rumors, you are innocent and naive, ignorant of worldly affairs, a frail young master.】}

Ling Gun Gun's idiom plugin works well.

{【……】}

The hall was warm, but Jin Chen did not take off his fox fur; his refined brows and eyes drooped, hands tucked in, he sat silently in the chief seat, occasionally lifting his tea cup for a small sip.

He didn't speak, while others had plenty to say.

"Dear nephew, are you aware of the misunderstanding about this marriage?" Ye Bing Tian probed.

Jin Chen lowered his eyelids slightly, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile, responding with utter frankness.

"I know; you don't want to marry Ye Zi Ning to me, this sickly weakling, yet you want our family's betrothal money."

Ye Bing Tian choked slightly, his beard-stroking motion stopping awkwardly: "Dear nephew, it's all a misunderstanding, but no matter what, you have secured a good marriage."

"However, some things were indeed Ye Zi Ning's fault; he ought to apologize."

Ye Zi Ning walked over gently, deliberately sitting beside Jin Chen, as if their relationship were very good.

"Chen Didi, long time no…"

"Pfft."

Jin Chen was startled by that address, his body jolting.

He took a deep breath, the tea choking him; he covered his chest and coughed lowly several times, angry enough to stare at Ye Zi Ning.

There are always villains trying to kill me!

"Ye Young Master, I don't know you well."

Ye Zi Ning's expression changed slightly; enduring the humiliation of being ignored, he forced a smile: "I suppose we are old acquaintances; I'm not unwilling to marry you, and besides, when we first met as youths, I felt we were especially compatible."

"Is that so."

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, looking Ye Zining up and down as if sizing him up.

"Since that's the case, I shouldn't disappoint your feelings—how about taking you as a concubine?"

Ye Zining's pupils constricted, and he immediately lost his composure: "No way!"

"Tsk—"

Jin Chen snorted coldly, his expression arrogant.

"I'm not willing either, and you're not as good-looking as my family's A Ci."

"Still so hypocritical."

Ye Zining: "……"

This sickly young master sure has a sharp tongue!

He was so angry he felt somewhat Distorted, and with his parents nearby giving warning looks, he could only repeatedly urge himself in his heart.

The Jin Family—no matter which young master, right now I could hardly afford to offend any of them.

"Tch, I can't be bothered to listen to you; I'm going to find A Ci."

Seeing they still had nonsense to say, Jin Chen knew without thinking it was what his second brother had declared that day—handing over all the shops to A Ci's name.

The Ye family are all this greedy; how could they let slip something already in their pockets? They're probably making things difficult for his husband in the side courtyard.

Thinking of this, Jin Chen lifted his slightly heavy robe and trotted down the stairs; the cold wind lifted the strands of hair at his forehead, truly striking.

The servants sweeping snow in the Ye family courtyard couldn't help but glance twice.