"Of course, I wouldn’t," Ye Gaosheng said, his gaze subconsciously drifting towards Qingyue sitting next to him.
However, he was unable to detect any discomfort on her face, which inevitably left him somewhat disappointed.
As a guest, Qingyue was currently living in the same courtyard as Ye Jiu, with her room right next to his.
One night, Ye Jiu suddenly heard someone knocking on the door next door.
Then, he heard the sound of people talking.
Qingyue, equally startled, opened her door and to her surprise, found Ye Gaosheng standing outside. She asked in astonishment, "What’s the matter, Sir Gaosheng, coming at such a late hour?"
"Miss Qing Yue..." Ye Gaosheng appeared extremely restrained. "I’m sorry for the disturbance. I came to ask you something. If you are not interested, I, Ye Gaosheng, will certainly not trouble you again."
"Please speak, Sir Gaosheng," Qingyue maintained her gentle demeanor.
"I... I am fond of Miss Qing Yue, I... I want to marry you." It was with great difficulty that Ye Gaosheng stumbled through this sentence.
Then, he frequently glanced at Qingyue’s expression.
He knew he was not worthy of her, so he spent a good while pacing in his room. Even so, thinking about marrying someone else left him restless, and thus he decided to come over and ask during the night when no one was around.
At his age, even if he wasn’t in a hurry to marry, he couldn’t delay for much longer.
Ye Gaosheng thought, whether successful or not, he might as well ask and put his mind to rest.
Then, he would obediently follow his mother’s wishes to marry and have children.
One could say that even as Ye Gaosheng uttered these words in front of Qingyue, what he sought was merely closure, never considering the possibility that Qingyue might agree.
After Ye Gaosheng had spoken, Qingyue showed no sign of anger. Instead, she said something that seemed challenging, "Marriage is traditionally decided by one’s parents. I have been without parents since childhood and was later taken in by the lady. After the lady passed away, I was favored by the young master, who treated me as his sister. In principle, my marriage should be decided by him, but then he entrusted me to stay with Miss Ye Jiu..."
After she finished speaking, Qingyue smiled slightly, and at that, Ye Gaosheng’s expression faltered.
By the time he regained his senses, Qingyue’s door had already closed. Accompanying the sound of the closing door was her explanation from inside, "It’s late and quiet, I won’t be entertaining you any further, Sir Gaosheng. Please head back and get some rest."
Ye Gaosheng scratched his head in confusion.
He remembered every single word Qingyue had said, but when put together, he couldn’t quite grasp the meaning.
Her words were simply too circuitous, leaving him baffled.
So, what exactly did Miss Qingyue mean by that?
It didn’t quite seem like a rejection, but then again, she didn’t seem to say yes, did she?
Ye Gaosheng frowned deeply, shuffling his feet toward the outside of the courtyard, deep in thought.
On the other side, Ye Jiu turned over silently, buried her head in her quilt, and then couldn’t help but curl her lips in laughter.
Oh my gosh, Fourth Brother is just too funny.
And there’s Miss Qing Yue, knowing full well that her Fourth Brother isn’t the brightest, yet she made her response so convoluted!
Nevertheless, Qingyue’s answer was very satisfying to Ye Jiu.
Looking at the two of them, Ye Gaosheng would definitely be getting the better deal by marrying Qingyue. But for Qingyue to marry Fourth Brother could also be considered a blessing.
After all, marriage is for a lifetime. If life is joyful, external conditions sometimes aren’t that important.