Rebirth: Contract Husband Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 135 - 68 Provoking the Mother-in-law

Chapter 135: Chapter 68 Provoking the Mother-in-law

Shi Fengju didn’t return until it was dark.

In the Yuhe Tower located at the commercial center of Qingzhou, in a tasteful chamber on the third floor, Shi Fengju was drinking with a man dressed in a treasure-blue brocade robe patterned with hidden jade Bi motifs. The man had a tall and slender figure, with bright and spirited eyes, and handsome brows. Sitting across from Shi Fengju, his eyes frequently creased with smiles—it was none other than Zhuang Weixian.

Talk about irony; the mothers of the two despised each other to the point of outright confrontation, yet these two were indeed good brothers who cherished each other. This time, when Shi Fengju had to travel afar, had Mrs. Zhuang not insisted on keeping Zhuang Weixian behind for matchmaking purposes, he would have surely accompanied Shi Fengju as in previous years.

"What’s the matter? Haven’t had enough to drink last night and still drinking? You weren’t like this before. Could it be that your long-cherished wish is about to be fulfilled and you’re overjoyed?" Zhuang Weixian laughed and slapped the table, sighing, "Joy indeed enlivens the spirit, never false!"

His mind unconsciously flashed with an image—a woman of ethereal elegance and subtle grace, her gentle demeanor masking an indescribable strength, her skilled handling of an abacus captivating to the observer!

Such a woman, elegant and gentle, yet so fated to suffer, was wed to a man whose heart belonged to another, destined never to hold her dear in his lifetime. Her life, as one could foresee, was doomed to sit quietly in that splendid cage, tasting the silently flowing years, until her beauty withered, and her looks faded away.

"A happy occasion?" Fengju’s eyes showed a trace of sorrow mixed with drunkenness. Upon hearing that, he chuckled, "What happy occasion? What? Has your mother arranged a match for you? Which girl is it?"

"None of my business!" Zhuang Weixian responded half annoyed, half amused, giving him a glance, "Isn’t it that your childhood sweetheart and cousin is about to enter your door?"

"Cousin? Fang’er?" Fengju was momentarily stunned, then curled his lips into a smile that was both mocking and not, "You don’t say, I nearly forgot! Indeed, her wish is about to come true!"

"I see you’re truly drunk, and heavily at that!" Zhuang Weixian said with utmost certainty, "Otherwise, you must be faint with joy, spouting nonsense while drunk!"

Fengju just shook his head with a laugh, fondling the jade cup in his hand, admiring the entwining floral patterns engraved upon it.

Finally, Zhuang Weixian sensed something amiss and asked in surprise, "What happened? Is something wrong?"

Slowly placing the jade cup down, Fengju looked at Zhuang Weixian seriously and said, "You’re fairly familiar with Fangzi, tell me, what kind of person is she?"

"What?"

Fengju waved his hand with a laugh and said, "We’re brothers. Behind closed doors, there’s nothing we can’t discuss! Don’t lie to me, tell me, what do you think of her?"

How could he answer such a question? Zhuang Weixian still looked confused. Even though they were brothers, it was not gentlemanly to critique a brother’s woman openly. Only a fool would do such a thing!

Moreover, this guy was obviously too drunk to speak with discretion. When he sobered up and started holding grudges, where would Zhuang find a place to cry?

Seeing Zhuang’s silence, Fengju laughed again and asked, "If you were to marry her as your wife, would you?"

"No way!" Zhuang Weixian blurted out, startle. His mind unconsciously flashed with that elegant figure again, feeling a vague sense of dissatisfaction and injustice, he fixed his gaze on Fengju and said, "Don’t you already have a wife? Is your cousin going to be the legitimate wife?"

Fengju smiled faintly and shook his head, "No."

"Why wouldn’t you like to marry her? Fangzi is a decent person too."

Zhuang Weixian sighed in resignation, giving a wry smile, "She’s not the type I like. Are you satisfied with this answer?" But inwardly he thought, she clearly knew you were engaged yet showed no propriety, instead actively pursued you—such a shameless woman, what’s there to like? With her temperament, to say she’d willingly be a concubine, haha, that’s only to fool you! You can’t see past the one leaf that obstructs your view of Mount Tai! You’ll know the chaos at the Shi family when it comes. Poor Miss Sang...

Damn it, why am I thinking of her again! Zhuang Weixian secretly pinched the palm of his hand.

Fengju knew he couldn’t force out any more words from him; with a self-deprecating laugh, he said, "You’re much better than me; at least you know what you want! Not like me..."

"But I have nothing!" Zhuang Weixian also replied with a self-deprecating laugh, "You, on the other hand, have both a charming wife and beautiful concubines!"

"Let’s not talk about this," Fengju said with a bitter smile, shaking his head. After pondering for a moment, he continued, "What if, suddenly, you find that the person you’ve liked for many years isn’t actually the type you like, what should you do?"