The next morning, Lan Yan heard that the restaurant had a new dish and asked Jun Yelan, "Director, do you have time today?"
Jun Yelan looked at the piles of official documents in front of him, covered them with his sleeve, and nodded, "Yes. Where do you want to go?"
"Just follow me," Lan Yan smiled and walked towards the door, shouting back, "Director, hurry up, or there won't be any seats. The restaurant they were going to was crowded.
Jun Yelan was amused and followed Lan Yan, walking side by side with her.
The two got into the carriage by the door and arrived at the restaurant a quarter of an hour later.
Seeing Jun Yelan, the restaurant waiter dropped the basin in his hand with a thud, quickly picked it up, and shouted, "Director."
Even the restaurant owner rushed over, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and saying, "Director, did our restaurant commit any offense?" He was only responsible for selling food, and he really hadn't done anything else.
Jun Yelan said coldly, "Today I'm dining with my wife. Prepare a quiet private room and serve the best dishes." He threw a silver ingot from his sleeve to the owner.
The owner was stunned.
Lan Yan couldn't help but laugh, "Owner, aren't you going to prepare?"
With that, the owner reacted and quickly left, not daring to delay the Director's business.
Lan Yan and Jun Yelan went upstairs. Seeing how people avoided them, she felt they really misunderstood Jun Yelan. Jun Yelan was actually quite gentle and not scary at all.
After the waiter led them to the private room, he ran away without even opening the door.
Lan Yan shook her head helplessly, preparing to push the door open, but Jun Yelan pushed it open.
Jun Yelan looked at Lan Yan and said, "It's alright, I'm used to it." He worried that Lan Yan would be affected, so he specifically chose a quiet place, thinking of using delicious food to attract Lan Yan's attention.
Lan Yan sat down and was about to say something when she saw a table full of delicacies. She picked up a duck leg and gave it to Jun Yelan, smiling, "No matter what they do to you, I will never be afraid of you."
"You, you've never been afraid from the beginning," Jun Yelan smiled. The first time he saw Lan Yan, she stood in front of his horse, confidently producing a marriage certificate.
He had never seen anyone with such bright eyes.
Lan Yan thought for a moment, and it was indeed true, her lips curved upwards. She noticed that various dishes were already on her plate, all of them placed there by Jun Yelan, and began to eat.
Seeing Lan Yan happy, Jun Yelan's eyes revealed a smile.
At this moment, next door, a group of young masters from noble families were seated, led by Yan Ming. His cheeks were flushed, and his pupils were dilated. He raised his wine glass and said, "What's so great about this Jun Yelan, that he can please the Emperor so much?"
"He's someone without a root, yet he can get married, it's really unfair."
Someone beside him said, "I've seen his wife, she's really beautiful, not like a village girl at all. Moreover, she can play the flute and cook, and she's even massaged the Empress Dowager's head."
"Where did this Jun Yelan get such fortune, to have a village fiancée who has been waiting for him and came to find him from a thousand miles away?" Others shook their heads in confusion.
Yan Ming sneered, "Isn't it all because of Jun Yelan's many tricks. Who knows what dirty methods he used to get this woman!"
"Then, speaking of which, this Jun Yelan's wife is quite pitiful. If she could come to me, this lord would surely dote on her." The others burst into laughter.
However, before the laughter stopped, their mouths were struck by chopsticks, and they began to bleed profusely. "Ahhh!" They immediately looked towards the door and trembled all over.
Jun Yelan stood at the door at this moment, his eyes filled with ferocity. He walked in step by step, pressed their heads onto the table, and said coldly, "To speak of my wife, this is the consequence."
He hadn't been angry at all when he heard these people scolding him. It was only when he heard the vulgar words that followed that a fire erupted in his heart, wanting to burn them all.
These noble sons immediately begged for mercy, "Please spare us, Director, we didn't mean it."
"Jun Yelan, who do you think you are, to dare treat us like this!" Yan Ming staggered over and roared at Jun Yelan.
Lan Yan, who had been standing behind Jun Yelan, stepped out and tripped Yan Ming, making him fall flat. "Oh, someone is performing a grand bow, so he knows he said the wrong thing!"
"But I think your mouth is too glib, there's no need to keep it." She pulled off Yan Ming's belt and directly stuffed it into his mouth. "What a shame I can't find a stinky sock, you're lucky."
She stood up and clapped her hands. These people only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun all day, yet they were here slandering Jun Yelan. They deserved to be taught a lesson.
Seeing this, the others found Lan Yan equally terrifying and wished they could take back their words. "Madam Jun, we were wrong, please ask the Director to let us go."
"Heh," Lan Yan chuckled, "Dream on." She rolled up her sleeves, beat them all up, and then pulled Jun Yelan's hand to walk out.
Those left on the floor were still shouting, "What kind of woman is this?"
Jun Yelan shot a cold glance at them, making them all shut up. He held Lan Yan's small hand, his eyes doting as he led her away.
As they went downstairs, people on the lower floor were also discussing the same things. Moreover, the voices from outside could also be heard.
Lan Yan now understood that it was impossible to stop people from gossiping. She felt her hand being held tightly and turned to see Jun Yelan's darkening expression. She smiled slightly, "Director, I'm tired, let's go home."
It was better to be in the manor, without these annoying voices.
Jun Yelan nodded and pulled Lan Yan onto the carriage, but his heart was unsettled. Some of what these people said was true; he indeed didn't deserve Lan Yan. How could someone like him give Lan Yan happiness?
Someone as wonderful as Lan Yan deserved all the best in the world.
Seeing Jun Yelan lost in thought, Lan Yan leaned her head on his shoulder and comforted him, "Director, I don't care, so don't think about it, okay? Our lives are for the two of us."
Jun Yelan nodded, hid the knot in his heart, and gave Lan Yan a faint smile.
Lan Yan could tell that Jun Yelan was forcing a smile. She leaned forward slightly, her soft lips touching Jun Yelan's cheek, and then moved away blushing. This should be enough to appease Jun Yelan.
Jun Yelan stood there stunned, looking at Lan Yan's blushing cheeks, and only then did he realize what had happened. He couldn't help but press the back of Lan Yan's head, suppressing the surging emotions within him, and in the end, he simply hugged Lan Yan.
He stroked Lan Yan's hair, not wanting Lan Yan to know his thoughts, not wanting his image in Lan Yan's heart to be shattered. "Yan'er, I'm sorry."
He deeply hid this sentence in his heart, and his eyes were still visibly moist.