The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

Yan Chen’s mother stuttered in guilt. “Yan Chen, no matter who told me, it is the truth.”

“I only came to Tianju Hall because I heard about an accident here. I am here to check it out. When did I tell you about my engagement to Miss Leng? Who told you about it?”

Surprised, Lan Waihu looked at him with eyes wide open. She did not expect that Yan Chen would deny it. Quietly, she held the invitation tightly in her hand, like she was about to say something.

Immediately, Gu Xijiu patted on her shoulder lightly and shook her head in disapproval. Lan Waihu retreated and said nothing further.

Tongue-tied, Mrs. Yan struggled to find her words. “Someone… Someone saw you writing the invitations. I was worried that there might be some errors in your invitation which would bring shame to our family, so I made a few hundreds more myself and brought them here. ”

She gave Leng Wushuang a look. Leng Wushuang quickly took out a stack of invitation cards and passed them to Mrs. Yan.

Mrs. Yan tried to impress her son. “Are you happy with these invitation cards?”

Gu Xijiu fixed her gaze on the newly printed cards, finished with metallic gold fonts. Those words were stamped with gold foil and looked more elegant than the ones that were given to her by Yan Chen.

Yan Chen did not even bother to take the cards. “Do you still refuse to reveal to me the name of the person who told you about it?”

Mrs. Yan was a little ashamed by his intense interrogation. “Yan Chen, why are you questioning me? Answer me this, did you write any invitation cards or not?”

Yan Chen closed his eyes to avoid her gaze, but he did not deny. “Yes, I did, but only two.”

His two invitation cards were his last effort to try and get Lan Waihu back. He wanted to see Gu Xijiu and Lan Waihu in the morning to explain the situation and destroy the cards right away, little did he know that his mother was going to take this opportunity and turn his trick into a reality.

Their journey to Tianju Hall would take four to five days. With that said, Yan Chen’s mother must have found out about his invitation cards five days ago. Five days ago, Lan Yue was the only one who saw the cards.

Mrs. Yan elaborated further, “Yan Chen, you are not thoughtful enough. All the people here are your friends; Some are your elders. Two cards will not be enough. There is nothing wrong for me to make more cards for you.”

Mrs. Yan was quick in avoiding the important question. Instead, she dwelled on the trivial and said in all earnestness, “Yan Chen, I know that you are in love with one another. I am so happy about your engagement, and I will make sure everything goes well with your wedding. You should have talked to me about it first.”

Yan Chen answered with an icy tone, “Haven’t you realized how I truly feel? Miss Leng and I are not in love, so don’t worry about that.”

Mrs. Yan seemed annoyed. “Yan Chen, you are wrong. How can you joke about your own engagement? How do you expect Wushuang to face others after this humiliation? Everybody knows that your wedding will soon be held, but now you are saying that it is all a mistake. How do you expect her to go on?”

“No one was supposed to know about it, so her reputation was not supposed to be affected at all. It was all your idea. I cannot help with that,” answered Yan Chen while avoiding her eyes.

Mrs. Yan was desperate. “Yan Chen, it is because of the invitation that you made. Thus, there was a misunderstanding.”

Yan Chen looked back at her this time with sharp, piercing eyes. “Mother, it is not a misunderstanding. You did this on purpose, didn’t you? If Miss Leng and I were really going to be engaged, how could I not notify my own parents about it? Furthermore, I should send these invitations myself, why should both of you take the matter so seriously and come to Tianju Hall yourselves? You are only doing this on purpose. You are trying to corner me so that I will have no excuse to say no anymore. Am I right?”