Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 291 - 292: When will we get married? (Part 1)_1

Chapter 291: Chapter 292: When will we get married? (Part 1)_1

Sure enough, Lin Qiaoyun continued, "Your father told me that your marriage is a done deal, just postponed because he’s busy with Yamen affairs and you’re occupied with your shop. However, as the old saying goes, ’start a family before building a career.’ There’s no harm in settling down in marriage before focusing on your careers."

Nan Feng’s viewpoint is naturally different from Lin Qiaoyun’s, "There’s no hurry. Right now, he’s living in a dormitory, and I’m renting a house. We don’t even have our own home. We’ll wait until we’ve saved enough to buy a house before marrying."

Lin Qiaoyun then asked Nan Quanyou, "She’s not in a rush, are you, as her father, also not worried?"

Nan Quanyou just smiled, "If it were any other girl, I’d certainly be worried. But look at our Fengfeng, can you control her? She’s always been the one with initiative, so I won’t persuade her anymore. Let her follow her own will."

"Thanks, Dad." Nan Feng then asked Lin Qiaoyun, "By the way, Ye didn’t mention that he was coming. Aunty Yun, how did you know he was coming?"

His work schedule is not consistent and he sometimes has to go out for work.

Just as they were talking about this, Ye arrived carrying a big basket of tangerines. He said as he was coming in, "Everyone is here today. I’m here to help."

Lin Qiaoyun then said, "Your timing is perfect. We’ve got food for you. Oh, by the way, we were just discussing you and Fengfeng, about..."

Nan Feng quickly cut her off, "Auntie Yun, isn’t it time to eat?"

Lin Qiaoyun, not wanting to offend, stopped talking as soon as she saw Nan Feng didn’t want to hear it. "Well... let’s eat first."

Ye was actually quite looking forward to hearing what Lin Qiaoyun was going to say, but Nan Feng interrupted him, and he could only laugh.

On the first night, they worked late into the night to package eight hundred boxes. They decided to continue the following evening, with Nan Feng promising to treat them to a big meal at Qingfeng Tower once the job was done.

...

The next day, Nan Feng’s event began its warm-up. Initially, a large poster was hung up at the entrance of Spikenard Square. It read, "August 15th, Central Street, a beautiful rendezvous with Spikenard Square awaits you. Be sure not to miss it."

Yes, Nan Feng managed to rent the venue via Ye’s connections. Having connections in the county government is beneficial; she didn’t have to worry about being chased away by patrolmen.

Following that was the distribution of flyers and trial packages. Besides handing out some to passers-by, Nan Feng also sent some to regular customers through a previously compiled list. Now, with half a month left until the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was enough time for the warm-up.

On the fifteenth of August, lanterns would be lit all over Ping County town. Holding her event at that time was the best idea Nan Feng had, there was no worry about a shortage of people.

The next step was setting up the stage. Nan Feng completely referenced a modern stage, hanging a red cloth on the back, advertising the event. Besides the phrase "A beautiful rendezvous with Spikenard Square awaits you," she added "Free trials, first-come-first-served. Don’t miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

After the stage was set up, Nan Feng thought about putting some chairs underneath, but considering that many modern promotional events don’t provide seating, she decided against it to save time. A crowd of people huddling together added to the atmosphere.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, people from all over Ping County and surrounding towns poured into the city. By twilight, the streets were already crowded.

Those who came to see the lanterns had to pass by Central Street, where Nan Feng’s stage was located. Many people, after seeing the stage Nan Feng set up, began to guess what it was for.

"A beautiful rendezvous? Could it be the courtesan contest in our county is about to start?"

"The courtesan contest is not on Mid-Autumn Festival, is it? I thought it’s at the end of the year?"

"So, what is this for then?"

"The event seems to be starting soon. How about we stop and watch? The lantern show has not started yet, after all."

"Sure, let’s watch it first."

"..."