High-class maid

Chapter 224 Objection

"Let's talk about this when my father comes back. I also have something to tell you," Shen Xing'er said.

She originally planned to tell her parents about Song Wenyang after the shop opened, but who knew that she would be the one being eyed first. Well, it's true, a family with a daughter has a hundred suitors.

I should tell my parents about my relationship with Song Wenyang first. Whether they agree or not, at least my mother can refuse any marriage proposals that come to our door in the future, instead of giving others hope only to disappoint them like this.

As evening fell, Shen Kun returned from the shop. After dinner, the family sat at the table as usual, discussing family matters. Wang Shi glanced at Shen Kun's expression, considered her words carefully, and then spoke...

"Husband, Han came to our house today. Judging from her tone, she seemed to really like our Xing'er. I also think the Liang family is good, with few problems, and Yuwen is good at making money, so I didn't refuse her. I just said I wanted to see the child."

After Wang finished speaking, she glanced at Shen Kun's expression, fearing that her husband would again criticize her for arbitrarily arranging marriages for their daughter.

"What does Xing'er think?" Shen Kun didn't rush to say anything, but turned to ask his daughter. Actually, he also liked the Liang family very much. The two families were of similar means, and Madam Han wasn't the kind of person who was stingy. His daughter also had her own ideas, so she certainly wouldn't be mistreated after marrying into the family.

However, it was precisely because their daughter was so opinionated that Shen Kun and Wang Shi dared not agree so readily. Fortunately, their daughter was still young, so they decided to try to get her opinion first.

"Father, Mother, I'm hiding something from you." Shen Xing'er bit her lip and whispered.

She had considered confessing to her parents, but not under these circumstances, as if she had been caught having an affair.

Shen Kun and Madam Wang felt a chill run down their spines; their daughter was hiding something!

"What is it? Tell me?" Wang asked softly, unaware that her palms were sweaty. Shen Kun also looked at his daughter with a serious expression and remained silent.

"Daughter, daughter has someone she likes." Shen Xing'er's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz as she mumbled.

"Who is it?" Wang asked.

"Song Wenyang".

"That bastard! I considered him my benefactor, and he actually tried to kidnap my daughter? No way! His family is so powerful, he's not a good match for you!" Shen Kun, who hadn't spoken until now, cursed.

“Xing’er, you’re under my nose every day. When did you take a fancy to Young Master Song? Does he know what you’re thinking? You can’t become a concubine. Look at the concubines in the mansion. Aren’t they all living under the control of the mistress? Your parents have pampered you so that you could become a concubine!” Madam Wang advised earnestly.

It's okay if our daughter doesn't like Liang Yuwen, but she absolutely cannot marry Song Wenyang. On this matter, Wang Shi and Shen Kun are on the same side; this is their true feeling.

“Young Master Song knows my thoughts. He was the one who expressed his feelings first. I know that our family backgrounds are vastly different, but I still want to work hard to improve myself for him. I also said that I would not be a concubine, and he agreed to it.” Shen Xing’er said a lot in one breath, but for some reason, she felt a little guilty.

“Xing’er, I’m not trying to discourage you, but the story of a rich young master falling in love with a girl from a poor family only happens in novels. We are just an ordinary family, and I don’t want you to risk your reputation. Besides, many men are one way before marriage and another way after. If he reveals his true nature after marriage, it won’t be so easy for him to get away!”

Having lived in a wealthy family for decades, Wang had never seen or heard of such a situation before. Now that it was happening to her own daughter, how could she not be anxious?

Shen Kun remained silent. He had sensed something was amiss when his daughter got drunk in Jinling. Despite his best efforts to prevent it, he couldn't stop the two children from pledging their lives to each other. Now, he saw Song Wenyang as no longer the family's savior, but a flower thief who would even steal potted plants.

"Father, Mother, I didn't mean to keep it from you. I originally planned to tell you after the shop was settled, but I didn't expect Aunt Han to come to our house, so I told you under these circumstances," Shen Xing'er apologized.

"What has he ever bought for you? Some men are all talk and no action, they won't even spend a penny on anything," Shen Kun said, trying to find fault.

"Before Brother Song went to Jinling, he gave his daughter ten thousand taels of silver," Shen Xing'er said.

"Ten thousand taels? Hmph, he just knew you wouldn't dare spend money. What gifts has he ever given you? He doesn't lack money, so of course he'll give you money." Shen Kun nitpicked again.

“On my daughter’s birthday, Brother Song gave me a peach wood hairpin that he made himself. During the New Year, Brother Song gave me a bracelet that he made himself. This calligraphy book was also written by Brother Song himself. He said he wanted me to practice calligraphy first,” Shen Xing’er said.

Shen Kun was so angry that he couldn't find a rebuttal.

Wang almost choked on her breath. She asked incredulously, "You've been wearing this peach wood hairpin for half a year. Did you two get engaged back then?"

"No, no, I'm not that kind of person." Shen Xing'er waved her hands repeatedly in fright. Her mother looked too scary. If Song Wenyang were in front of her mother right now, she was sure that Wang Shi would roll her eyes to the sky.

"Alright, go back to the Han family first. Remember to speak politely, lest you end up as enemies instead of neighbors," Shen Kun said.

“I know,” Wang said.

"Go back to your room and sleep." Shen Kun glanced at Shen Xing'er, then walked back into the room with his hands behind his back.

Shen Xing'er felt guilty, wondering what her parents' expressions would be when they saw Brother Song.

When Wang returned to the room after fetching water to wash her feet, she was surprised to see Shen Kun sitting on the bed, weeping.

"Husband, why are you crying?" Madam Wang asked in surprise.

"I...I didn't cry, it's just that the wind was a bit strong and some sand blew into my eyes," Shen Kun said, wiping his eyes haphazardly.

Wang pursed her lips and said, "Tch, you're still being stubborn. Your daughter isn't even married yet, and you're already reluctant to let her go?"

“I’m just worried. Young Master Song’s grandmother and mother died on the same day. The official story is that they were kidnapped by bandits. But where are there so many bandits in the capital? Anyone with eyes can see that they died violent deaths. And Uncle He also died an unnatural death. If our Xing’er is determined to marry him, how will she live in the future?”

Shen Kun finally voiced his concerns. The old father looked at the roof with worry, feeling lost about the future and devoid of the joy he had felt when he opened the shop.

“Our Xing’er is a girl with principles. Young Master Song is from a wealthy and powerful family. How could he possibly marry our daughter as his legal wife? If he backs down even a little, we’ll persuade Xing’er to break off all contact with him. If that doesn’t work, we’ll move!” Wang said.

“What you say makes sense. I’ll make time to meet with Young Master Song and sound him out. If he hesitates even a little, we’ll persuade Xing’er!”

Song Wenyang was unaware that his future in-laws were trying to find fault with him. At that moment, he was having dinner and drinks with Mr. Li, a well-known foreman of a decoration team in Beijing.