The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 93 Affection of the Embroidered Ball (Part 3)

Chapter 93: Chapter 93 Affection of the Embroidered Ball (Part 3)

"The rules you all have agreed upon, did they ever state that if someone not participating catches the embroidered ball, it doesn’t count?" Wen Rou turned her head and asked the little beggar behind her, "I ask you, how old are you, and have you been married?"

The little beggar, under the encouraging gaze of Wen Rou squared his shoulders, forcing himself to look directly at the crowd, and then spoke loudly, "I am eighteen this year, unmarried, and I have an old mother at home. I’ve also studied for several years, but had to abandon my studies to care for my bedridden mother."

Wen Rou nodded her head, "Hmm, not bad, a filial son."

"Did everyone hear that?" Wen Rou raised her voice, sweeping her eyes across the crowd with a slightly haughty gaze that deliberately lingered on Old Master Su before she continued loudly, "All his qualifications are suitable, and he’s a son who is filial to his mother, those who are filial generally have good character. Old Master Su, what are you waiting for? Why not take your prospective dragon son-in-law home?"

"Miss, how can this person be like this..." Two of Su Li’s maids upstairs were indignant, pointing at Wen Rou, who was enjoying the attention of the crowd, and dissatisfiedly said, "How could such a person be worthy of you, Miss? Her conduct as a woman is too outrageous."

Su Li snorted coldly, "She is just taking other people’s lives as a joke to toy with, she must be relying on something."

Su Zhao-shi quickly organized his thoughts in his mind, squeezing out a reluctant smile on his face and took a few steps forward, "This lady..."

Wen Rou’s face suddenly changed, "Who are you calling a lady? You’re the lady, your whole family are ladies."

Xuanyuan Jian stood aside, watching Wen Rou with an indulgent smile. As his gaze shifted to others, it became extremely icy.

Old Master Su was momentarily silenced, keeping up a smile as he bowed his hands, "My apologies, then this gentleman, you..."

Wen Rou’s eyes rolled about, interrupting Su Zhao-shi’s words confrontationally, "You Su Family wouldn’t be thinking of going back on your word, would you?"

As if recalling some unpleasant memories, Wen Rou’s tone became sharp, "Looking down on people with your dog eyes, you must think lowly of this brother because of his current plight and his lack of possessions, right?"

Several young masters who were interested in Miss Su couldn’t contain themselves any longer, "This woman is terribly overbearing. That one..." They pointed disgustedly at the little beggar who still smelled like dung, "He’s no different than a puddle of mud on the ground, naturally unworthy of Miss Su."

"You, woman, must be making trouble on purpose because you cannot compare in beauty," said Young Master Cao suspiciously as he circled Wen Rou’s face, before turning his head away with a sneer.

A flash of humiliated anger crossed Wen Rou’s face, ready to give this pig-headed man a good lesson, but quicker than her words were the actions of Xuanyuan Jian.

In the span of a moment, Xuanyuan Jian moved, and the next second Young Master Cao was sent flying through the air, crashing onto the stone slabs several meters away, spitting out blood on the spot.

"Young Master..." The Cao Family’s servants turned pale with fright, hastily lifting Young Master Cao up.

The vicious expression on Xuanyuan Jian’s face had not yet dissipated, "This is the fate of those with filthy mouths."

"Who else wants to try..."

As Xuanyuan Jian’s gaze fell upon them, the crowd swiftly retreated, all of them scared.

This gentleman, though his background was unknown, clearly had the presence of a dangerous man.

With just a casual kick, Young Master Cao was left without any ability to resist, looking severely injured. They all decided it would be better to avoid this trouble.

Noticing the reaction of the crowd, Xuanyuan Jian pulled at the corner of his mouth in satisfaction, then bent his head gently towards Wen Rou, "Xiao Rou, in my heart, you are far more endearing than that so-called Lady."

With so many people watching, Xuanyuan Jian stepping on the face of Chaoshan City’s number one beauty to confess to her, filled Wen Rou’s vanity immensely, and the anger stirred up by Young Master Cao’s comments was also greatly soothed.

Su Zhao-shi looked at the unruly scene before him, his beard nearly bristling with fury.

"You’ve come here with the sole intention of causing trouble!" he said, and without any intention to further engage with them, loudly called for his family’s guards, "Throw them out!"

Wen Rou: "Old Master Su, this is where you’re wrong...."

Su Zhao-shi realized that these two were dead set on solidifying the situation and felt his heart sink, especially worried about their identities.

Seeing their brazen confidence, he had already sent someone to the government office to request officers come over as soon as they started making a scene.

But until now, there was no sign of the government officials arriving...

"Dad, what happened?" Su Li, with a delicate sway and slow step, descended lotus-like from the upstairs.

The crowd automatically parted, making way for Su Li who was accompanied by two maids.

As soon as Su Li appeared, all eyes at the scene involuntarily concentrated on her.

Her beauty was exceptional, indeed a unique gift from God, her noble and gentle appearance captivated all who saw her; she truly deserved the title of Chaozhou City’s number one beauty.

"Ah Lee, why have you come down? This doesn’t concern you, go back quickly," Old Master Su didn’t want his daughter to face such a scene.

His daughter had always been sensitive and delicate; he feared this might harm her spirit and mar her beauty.

Su Li shook her head; she noticed the flicker of jealousy in Wen Rou’s eyes upon her appearance.

Beautiful women inevitably end up being compared to others.

But beauty is innate, and if one chooses to harm others for their selfish desires, then their soul must be incredibly tarnished.

Having seen Wen Rou’s remarks that were out of the ordinary from her previous memories, Su Li had understood the background of this person.

Her original self may not have understood why, despite being born into the upper class, one could harbor such rebellious thoughts.

But anyone who had stayed in the modern era would know, the soul within Wen Rou’s vessel likely didn’t belong to this world.

"Dad, it’s fine," Su Li said to Su Zhao-shi with a gentle smile. freeweɓnøvel.com

Her smile elicited a wave of gasps from the crowd.

Xuanyuan Jian, who had been verbally belittling Su Li earlier, had to admit that this woman was indeed a mortal-world beauty.

Wen Rou, biting her lip, was dissatisfied with the momentary enchantment Xuanyuan Jian showed in his eyes; she felt a surge of injustice rising from the bottom of her heart.

It seemed all men were pigs—sweet-talking on the surface, yet still helpless before beauty.

Wen Rou, already seething with jealousy, found everything about Su Li increasingly intolerable when she looked at her again.

In the midst of speaking, she became even less polite, "Miss Su indeed is a beauty, look how you’ve enchanted everyone as soon as you made an appearance, even more impressive than Miss Qing of the Cui Xiang Building."

Su Zhao-shi was livid, his face turning a steel blue; someone dared to compare their faultless daughter to the foremost courtesan of the brothel, it was intolerable, utterly intolerable....