She Became A Downfall Noble Lady
Chapter 687 - 685: Really Doesn’t Understand the Rules

Chapter 687: Chapter 685: Really Doesn’t Understand the Rules

Ye Xinyan suddenly remembered, if Wong Qiao was to do an undercover job for Jinrong, then what kind of attitude should she and Grandpa have towards Wong Qiao?

"So, what do we do, pretend to completely cut ties with him?" Ye Xinyan asked.

Jiang Yifan shook his head, "No need, it’s enough if I completely cut ties with him. Grandpa should treat him the same as he always does, and you should do the same."

Ye Xinyan gave Jiang Yifan a closer look. Just yesterday, that middle-aged woman had gone to see Lady Zhao, and today Jiang Yifan said that the woman had been fishing for information from Xiuqin. He probably knew about yesterday’s incident on the same day it happened, which was rather quick.

"That... Xiuqin..." Ye Xinyan looked around cautiously and then shut her mouth.

This damned spying work is too meticulous, right? That’s her home, and Xiuqin is just a village girl of twenty-eight, yet they managed to develop her into a sleeper agent.

Jiang Yifan was thinking about how to steer the conversation back, when Qi Jiaer ran back from ahead, holding a corner of a paper filled with boiled broad beans, steaming hot with spices mixed in, the scent wafting enticingly with the steam.

Qi Jiaer stuffed the paper cone of boiled broad beans into Jiang Yifan’s hands and said, "Lord Jiang, here, I’ve tried them, and they’re really tasty, very fragrant and soft."

Ye Xinyan glared back and forth between the two of them, completely failing to catch on. Damn it, not to mention this wasn’t something men should be eating on the street, but considering how close or distant relatives should be, shouldn’t this boy be offering it to her instead? After all, she was his older sister.

"Qi Jia!" Ye Xinyan reached out to grab Qi Jiaer’s ear but was stopped by Jiang Yifan, "Brother Jia is worried that you’ll find it too hot to hold, and if you’re holding it, it’s also not convenient to peel the broad bean skins, so he gave it to me to hold for you. Right, Qi Jia?"

Qi Jiaer hurriedly nodded, his head bobbing like a pecking chick, "Yes, yes, Sister, that’s what I meant, Lord Jiang understands me."

Ye Xinyan was dumbfounded by this explanation; damn, so this meant that she wasn’t as close to him as Jiang Yifan was. Despite Qi Jia being her brother, he now sided with Jiang Yifan and even justified it.

Jiang Yifan patted Qi Jiaer’s shoulder and said with a smile, "Go on, don’t run too far, and keep an eye on us, make sure not to lose sight of us, okay?"

"Got it, got it, I’m watching." Qi Jiaer chased after Qi Sanshun and Guan He before disappearing quickly into the distance.

Ye Xinyan gave Jiang Yifan a stern look. She had long felt something was off; it seemed people who should be close to her preferred Jiang Yifan over her. This guy must be good at turning people over. With her unsuspecting nature, she was destined to be easily deceived in the future.

Jiang Yifan looked at Ye Xinyan with a grin, clearly very pleased with himself. He extended the broad beans towards her, "Try them, they’re best eaten hot, I’ll hold them for you."

Ye Xinyan reluctantly reached out and took a broad bean from the paper cone. It wasn’t her being petty, was it? It was the atmosphere that they had created for her, and if she stubbornly refused to go along, wouldn’t that be disrespectful to them?

Hmm, indeed not bad, well-soaked and deliciously cooked.

Seeing her eat one, Jiang Yifan also smoothly took another two and asked with a smile, "How is it? Is it as tasty as Brother Jia said?"

"Indeed, it’s good, both fragrant and soft," Ye Xinyan replied, just as she finished peeling another broad bean, and while answering, she casually handed it to Jiang Yifan who was beside her.

Jiang Yifan reached out to catch it.

Jiang Yifan felt Ye Xinyan’s fingertips brush against his hand, seemingly scratching his palm. The broad bean was warm, his palm was warm, and his heart seemed to have been tickled by Ye Xinyan’s fingertips, feeling both warm and itchy.

Jiang Yifan raised his hand and put a broad bean into his mouth. It was indeed fragrant and tender, unexpectedly tender, and the fragrance filled his heart and lungs. So being with the woman he loved gave him such an intoxicating feeling.

Ye Xinyan, with her thick nerves, still hadn’t felt anything, even though Jiang Yifan had already been getting the broad beans for her. When she occasionally peeled one for herself, it was, of course, to be expected.

The servants following them, including Shi Yu, didn’t know where to look anymore. Miss Ye was indeed extraordinary. Wasn’t this happening right on the street? Watching Miss Ye and the Eldest Son interact in such a back-and-forth manner—a behavior that seemed quite overstepping—somehow managed to look perfectly harmonious, with no sense of inappropriateness.

Shi Shu kept sending inquisitive glances at Shi Yu, completely puzzled. How did Miss Ye do it? To be able to perform such private husband-and-wife interactions so naturally and smoothly in the middle of a public setting.

"Shi Shu, what’s wrong with your eyes? Are they uncomfortable?" Ye Xinyan turned her head and saw Shi Shu’s twitching eyes, promptly asking.

"Oh, he didn’t sleep well last night, and his eyes are a bit twitchy," Jiang Yifan said nonchalantly.

"Oh," Ye Xinyan nodded, "Can eyes also cramp?" Perhaps the medical knowledge in ancient times was undeveloped, leading to improper terminology.

Shi Shu then blinked forcefully, no longer daring to make suggestive glances. The Eldest Son had been yearning for Miss Ye for so long, and now that he finally had this chance to be with her, it wouldn’t be good if he were to ruin it.

They had only eaten half of the packet of broad beans when they were pulled over by Qi Jiaer to a place where monkeys were being entertained.

Inside a circle surrounded by a crowd, there were two monkeys, one large and one small. The large monkey could pull carts and do somersaults, even bowing as a salute. But what really fascinated the audience was the little monkey, small and cute, naively following the big monkey around, hopping and jumping.

After the monkeys performed a series of actions, they proactively took a plate and went around the circle soliciting tips.

Qi Jia and Qi Sanshun each threw a few copper coins into the plate. The large monkey, as if it understood the gesture, held the plate up higher and stretched it towards Jiang Yifan and Guan He.

Shi Yu took out a piece of silver and placed it on the plate. The monkey entertainer promptly bowed in thanks and tugged on the rope tied to the monkeys. The large monkey, holding the plate with both hands, also continually bowed in gratitude towards Ye Xinyan and her group.

The little monkey was not tethered and performed various tricks in front of Jiang Yifan, eagerly eyeing the cooked broad beans in his hand while squeaking.

Ye Xinyan took out a broad bean, didn’t bother peeling it, and just held it in the palm of her hand, extending it towards the little monkey.

The little monkey picked it up, deftly peeled off the thin skin with its paws, and placed the broad bean into its mouth. Then it looked at the bean pod in its paw, seemed to hesitate for a moment, but also put it into its mouth and chewed it with relish, swallowing it down.

The people around found it entertaining, and discussions praising the little monkey for its cleverness and cuteness abounded.

Ye Xinyan also found it amusing. In modern zoos, feeding animals was prohibited, so she wouldn’t get to see such entertaining sights.

She stretched out her hand to Qi Sanshun and said, "Where are your sunflower seeds? Give me a few."

Then, everyone saw the little monkey grabbing the sunflower seeds; with a move of its paws, all but one seed dropped to the ground. The little monkey picked them up, shelling and eating them, its movements quick and efficient.

The crowd found this even more amusing than the big monkey’s somersaults.

Qi Jia threw a few peanuts over to the little monkey. While Ye Xinyan was enjoying the sight, a sudden cold harrumph and a woman’s crisp voice came from beside her, "Truly lacking manners."