Ye Meicai entered the room and sat down on a stool, yet despite Ye Jiaxing’s anxiety, she still wanted to tease him a bit!
"Then, what should we do?" Ye Jiaxing was so worried that he began pacing in circles, wanting to see for himself but not daring to.
He wasn’t worried about other people’s gossipy words hurting Ye Luoqi, nor was he afraid of Mrs. Lai at the door. With what had happened in the past few days, he was somewhat cautious, no longer the brazen youth who feared nothing!
"What can we do? Neither you nor I can help her. As long as her elders agree to give her to that scum, there really is nothing wrong."
Ye Meiecai took this opportunity to stop teasing, honestly not expecting that Gou Dan would disturb Ye Luoqi.
After hearing this, Ye Jiaxing also felt it made sense; some worry in his heart eased, and he was no longer as anxious as before.
On the other hand, the male lead being discussed for marriage, the second son of Ye Zhiwei’s family, only found out about the matchmaking from the ridicule of other young masters.
Being the groom himself and not knowing, he heard his brothers’ gossipy jokes and teased him.
"Ye Zhengxiong, didn’t expect you old cow to crave fresh grass, wanting to munch on such a young girl from another family. Do you think you can chew her down?"
"Perhaps he fancies this type of tender chick. How perverted! Luckily, her elders drove the matchmaker out."
"Ye Zhengxiong, you’re really something! Your family’s Matchmaker Zhang proposed the marriage. Mrs. Li, famous for her good temper, drove out the matchmaker. You’re really like an 18-year-old girl with a one-year-old boy, only you reversed it—a sixteen-year-old lord to a ten-year-old girl. Such a young age, aren’t you just ruining her!"
Ye Zhengxiong had been out playing these days, whether in the county or the town, always with his fellow rich young masters.
Spending nights out on the town and sleeping during the day, he was unaware of some events at home.
His mother and sister were plotting something of which he had no idea whatsoever.
Teased by his brothers, he thought the connection was not real.
The other young masters were so well-informed because their family servants had shared the gossip with them.
It was a perfect opportunity to tease Ye Zhengxiong.
"Nonsense, this matter is definitely not true. My family hasn’t even discussed it with me!"
Ye Zhengxiong’s face turned red with anger. Of course, if he were indeed to marry, he would prefer someone of a more suitable age.
Moreover, he was enjoying his life at the moment. Waiting a few more years to get married wouldn’t hurt; by then, the girl from that family would have grown up, and he might even take an interest.
Currently, he was focused on having fun, trying to meet some beautiful girls.
He definitely wouldn’t let himself be trapped by one woman so young; he wished to have even more women in his life.
This was why he was nicknamed a playboy despite his young age.
Ye Zhengxong was so infuriated by his brothers’ laughter that he wanted to start a fight, but his attendants persuaded him to go home and ask the Family Head about the true circumstances.
With anger flaring, Ye Zhengxiong walked away from his brothers, his steps almost floating as he sped away.
On the uneven paths of the rural village, he almost tumbled several times, luckily his quick-witted attendants steadied him.
The other young masters saw Ye Zhengxong’s anger and took it lightly, believing that what they said was merely the harsh truth.
As Ye Zhengxong stormed out, their interest was piqued, and they continued discussing the topic.
Ye Zhengxong rushed into his father’s room upon reaching home, knowing his father wasn’t there but had likely gone to concubine Yiliang’s courtyard.
At that moment, he didn’t care that visiting the concubine’s courtyard was improper for a young master like him; normally, he scorned such visits, but now, well!
Indeed his father was in the concubine’s courtyard, where the gatekeepers could not stop him, and the noisy commotion startled the people inside.
Ye Zhiwei emerged from the concubine’s room, and upon seeing his second son burst in so rudely, his expression immediately soured:
"Scoundrel, what is the meaning of this! Is this a place for you to come?"
Ye Zhengxong didn’t care about his father’s anger, glanced at the woman by his father’s side who indeed was prettier and had a better figure than his mother.
"Father, why have you arranged a marriage for me? I’m still so young, and my older brother hasn’t even married."
Ye Zhiwei gave his son a dismissive look, asking the woman beside him to leave so he could have a serious talk with his second son.
This concubine of Ye Zhiwei’s had indeed borne him a child, but her child was still small; obediently, she left but quietly eavesdropped at the door as she closed it.
Ye Zhiwei explained the advantages and disadvantages to his son, telling him that arranging a marriage was for his benefit.
"Dad, that girl is so young, and me, your son, being betrothed so early. What if I find true love later? Since I’m the second son and won’t inherit much of the family estate, why don’t you let my older brother do it?"