The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 587

Chapter 587: Chapter 538: Seeking Help_1

Chapter 587: Chapter 538: Seeking Help_1

“Mother, what did Auntie Su say?”

No sooner had Madam Li and Daohua returned to the courtyard and sat down than Yan Wenkai came rushing over to inquire.

Madam Li glared at him, “How many times have I told you? You need to be more composed. With the way you’re acting, what lady would take a liking to you?”

Yan Wenkai hurried to admit his fault, “Mother, your son knows his mistake and will definitely correct it next time.” As he spoke, he went forward attentively to pour Madam Li a cup of tea, “Mother, did you find out anything from Auntie Su?”

Daohua, seeing herself left out by Yan Wenkai, immediately said, “Fourth Brother, what about my tea?”

Yan Wenkai: “I’m dealing with important matters here, can’t you pour your own tea?” Although he was reluctant, he still quickly poured a cup of tea for Daohua.

Daohua picked up the tea with a smile, didn’t interrupt, and simply sat to the side quietly listening. She too wanted to know Madame Su’s attitude.

Madam Li took a sip of tea before she slowly began, “Auntie Su didn’t say anything.”

Yan Wenkai furrowed his eyebrows, “Why is that?”

Madam Li gave him a look, “Matters of marriage are significant. Wouldn’t Auntie Su need to discuss it with Uncle Su and consult Shiyu’s opinion?”

Yan Wenkai uttered an ‘oh’ before asking, “Then when can we expect news?”

Madam Li looked at Yan Wenkai, “Wenkai, don’t hold too much hope for this marriage proposal. After all, the Su family’s standing is there.”

Yan Wenkai felt a tightness in his chest, “Mother, what do you mean? Are you saying the Su family will not agree?”

Madam Li nodded helplessly.

Even though she had mentioned that her son would not take concubines in the future, Madame Su did not seem too enthusiastic.

Yan Wenkai’s brows knitted together, “But the old Master Su and the others quite like me.” In his view, proposing to the Su Family was a sure bet.

Madam Li: “…Liking you is one thing, but wanting to marry Shiyu to you is another. Marriage in an aristocratic family always takes into account familial interests. It’s not a case of them having to choose you just because you’re a good person.”

Seeing her son’s face full of disappointment, Madam Li added, “Shiyu is indeed wonderful, but that doesn’t mean that other ladies are any less. Even if the Su family doesn’t agree, Mother will choose another distinguished maiden for you.”

Yan Wenkai hung his head in silence.

As Daohua contemplated whether to comfort him, Yan Wenkai suddenly stood up, “Mother, I have other matters to attend to, I shall take my leave first.” After speaking, he turned and left.

Madam Li and Daohua exchanged glances.

Daohua looked at Madam Li, carefully chose her words, and said, “Fourth Brother is honest and straightforward, actually quite popular with the ladies. Perhaps, Sister Su would be willing herself.”

She could tell that Su Shiyu had a liking for her Fourth Brother.

Madam Li: “…In matters of marriage, it is the parents who decide. Sister Su’s opinion will only serve as a reference and cannot play a decisive role.” Sighing, she said, “I didn’t have much hope for this match in the first place, yet in my heart, I still harbored a hope that it could work out. Sadly, the outcome has been somewhat disappointing.”

Daohua frowned, “If that’s the case, Fourth Brother is likely to be disappointed.”

Madam Li was silent for a moment, “Alright, let’s leave this matter be for now; I’ll discuss it further with your father when we get home.”

…

After leaving the Li Residence, Yan Wenkai headed straight for the Jinling Guard’s stronghold in the provincial capital.

Xiao Yeyang, who was reading a secret missive, was surprised to see Yan Wenkai return so soon, “You asked for half a day off because you said you had something to do, why are you back already?”

Yan Wenkai sat down gloomily to one side, “Today, my mother and elder sister went to the Su Family.”

Xiao Yeyang ‘hmmed’ and continued focusing on the secret missive in his hands.