Damn it!
The old man and the young one must be in cahoots!
What kind of bear paw is this!
I'll never eat bear paw again in my life!
But upon closer thought.
Chai Yue is also a good person.
Educated, polite, and beautiful!
Duke Chai, can I have a word with your daughter?
Fang Er wanted to ask for Chai Yue's opinion.
As a man, this could only be a good thing for him.
He was just afraid of implicating Chai Yue.
What if Chai Yue disagreed?
They had only met twice.
In later generations, meeting someone twice and not remembering what they looked like was common, right?
Let's go, brother, I'll take you!
Chai Zhewei grabbed Fang Er and walked to the back.
Chai Shao chuckled, stroking his beard, and directly poured the bear paw slices into the pot.
He picked them up with chopsticks.
Changsun Chong and Zhang Daxing looked at each other.
They didn't know what to say!
How could this old man Chai Shao seem more like a bandit than Cheng Chumo's father?
Outside Chai Yue's door.
Chai Zhewei knocked.
Little sister, An Zhi has something to say to you.
After speaking, Chai Zhewei went back to eat hot pot.
Fang Er wanted to pull him back to accompany him.
With a creak, the door to the boudoir opened.
Young Master Fang, please come in.
Chai Yue said softly, her face flushed.
Well, I won't come in. There's something I want to ask your opinion on.
Fang Er scratched his head, wondering how to bring it up.
What does Young Master Fang want to ask?
Chai Yue looked up at Fang Er.
The distance between them was very close.
Only about two feet.
Chai Yue's fair and rosy face was burning with a vibrant blush.
The dimples on her face looked very cute.
Her eyes were as captivating as if they were filled with autumn water.
Her long eyelashes drooped, fluttering like feathers.
Fang Er could even smell her fragrance.
Apart from Xiao Qing, he had never been so close to another woman.
Moreover, his relationship with Xiao Qing was a natural progression.
But Chai Yue.
Why isn't Young Master Fang speaking?
Chai Yue's words were like orchids, her eyes fixed on Fang Er's face.
She was very shy, but she had indeed fallen for Fang Er.
Well, Duke Chai asked me to propose marriage. Miss Chai, how much do you think I should offer?
Fang Er threw caution to the wind and spoke directly.
Aren't you going to ask if Yue'er objects?
Chai Yue suddenly asked with a smile.
She felt that Fang Er at this moment was a little too foolishly impatient.
Uh, if Miss Chai disagrees, should I go tell Duke Chai?
Fang Er felt a pang of disappointment.
What's going on?
Why would he feel disappointed?
Could it be that he had developed feelings for this Chai Yue?
You still call me Miss Chai?
Chai Yue said shyly.
Uh, then should I call you Yue'er? Wouldn't that be too presumptuous?
Fang Er asked uncertainly.
You go ahead. Remember to call me Yue'er from now on. As for the betrothal gifts, you decide. My father is not short of money anyway.
Hearing Fang Er's words, Chai Yue's blush intensified, spreading all the way to her neck.
Returning to the room and closing the door, she said to Fang Er outside.
Fang Er found it hard to accept.
It wasn't that he couldn't accept Chai Yue.
It was just that he had never expected things to progress so quickly.
He was pulled over by Chai Zhewei for a drink.
It felt like he had just handed himself over.
Rubbing his face, he returned to the front courtyard.
Chai Zhewei was saying something to Chai Shao.
With a look of pride.
Changsun Chong and Zhang Daxing had expressions of clear surprise on their faces.
Their mouths were almost falling open.
Hearing Fang Er's footsteps.
Chai Zhewei quickly greeted him.
How is it, Brother Fang? How are you planning to write the betrothal gifts?
A trap!
A sure trap!
Even a honey trap would try to jump out!
The Chai family's honey trap was a trap that pulled you in!
This was the impression Chai Zhewei gave Fang Er.
Forget it!
He'd be trapped.
Sitting on a chair, he rubbed his head and thought for a long time.
He picked up the paper and pen on the table.
He wrote four large characters with bold strokes.
A path to wealth!
After writing, he handed it to Chai Shao.
Duke Chai, I am currently not financially well-off, but I have a path to wealth to offer.
Chai Shao handed it to Chai Zhewei without even looking at it.
Then he smiled at Fang Er.
Boy, you're still calling me Duke Chai?
Uh!
What should I call you?
I don't know!
Uncle Chai?
Fang Er ventured.
Brother Fang, you should change your address to Father-in-law!
Zhang Daxing said with a hint of resentment.
Damn it!
I knew it!
I'm destined to be force-fed dog food!
Is that so? Father-in-law?
Fang Er said to Chai Shao.
Hahahaha! Dawei, get the wine! I'll drink a few jars with my son-in-law!
Chai Shao laughed heartily and said to Chai Zhewei.
Fang Er was stunned!
Drink a few jars!
You must know that in Chang'an City now.
All the influential families kept the Drunken Immortal Brew from his Drunken Immortal Pavilion in their homes!
Let alone a few jars!
One jar would be enough to kill him!
Brother Chai, I'll help you!
Zhang Daxing stood up and followed Chai Zhewei to move the wine.
You little brat!
Drink yourself to death!
Let him force-feed me dog food!
Before long, the two returned with the wine.
Chai Zhewei brought four jars.
One under each arm, and another in his hand.
Zhang Daxing carried two jars.
Six jars of wine.
They were placed on the table with a thud.
Here, Brother Fang, little brother will pour you a full cup! I wish you and Sister Chai a happy wedding soon, and don't forget to invite little brother to a celebratory drink then!
Zhang Daxing poured very carefully for Fang Er.
A large bowl was filled to the brim!
Not a drop spilled!
Fang Er's face turned green!