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Chapter 305 Worrying about gains and losses

Wen Jiayue came to her senses: "I already said it, it's childish."

“What’s childish about it?” Shen Fuhan said calmly. “I just think this nickname is nice.”

He paused, then added, "If you really think this behavior is childish, then in my heart, can I be a few years younger?"

During this time, he would occasionally wonder if a seven-year age gap was really too much.

She had things to talk about with her 17-year-old fourth brother, and was a close friend of her 21-year-old third sister, but she was distant from him.

Come to think of it, he was seven years old when she was just born.

When she was seven, she was still an innocent and naive little girl, while he was fourteen and a fully capable young man.

At the same time, he was also glad that he was born early and was the eldest son in the family. His father wanted to repay his kindness, so naturally he would give her the position of the heir's wife in the Marquis's mansion.

Otherwise, Wen Jiayue's husband wouldn't be him.

Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and Shen Fuhan felt a mix of emotions.

Wen Jiayue had no idea what he was thinking; she just stared at him in surprise.

"Why does Your Excellency suddenly want to become younger?"

Seeing that she didn't understand, Shen Fuhan remained silent for a long time before saying, "Never mind, just pretend I didn't say that. Go to sleep."

No matter how much he worries about gains and losses, he won't get any younger; this problem will always exist.

Besides, he's only seven years old, not seventeen.

Wen Jiayue found his behavior somewhat puzzling, but since he didn't want to bring it up again, she naturally wouldn't ask any further.

Just as she was about to go to sleep, Wen Jiayue suddenly remembered something.

Was the person who set off fireworks last night the fourth brother?

Shen Fuhan nodded slightly.

"Why wasn't Guard Ling sent to handle this?"

Shen Fuhan frowned and asked, "What does this have to do with him?"

Wen Jiayue then told Shen Fuhan about Lin Qianqian coming to see her.

“I’m afraid he’ll mess it up,” Shen Fuhan said with a displeased expression. “Ling He is not suitable for this kind of thing.”

Wen Jiayue asked, "Is there a more tactful way to put it? I still need to tell Qianqian tomorrow."

"Euphemistic?" Shen Fuhan sneered. "Ling He wouldn't understand."

Wen Jiayue choked, realizing that what he said did make sense.

After a moment of silence, Shen Fuhan suddenly asked, "Is their relationship going well lately?"

"How did you know, Lord Marquis?"

Shen Fuhan snorted: "You need to ask me about such a trivial matter? It's hard not to know."

He never expected that Ling He would actually become so perceptive when it comes to matters of the heart.

What he didn't expect was that on the next day, which was his day off, he asked Sibai to call Linghe over at noon, but the answer he got was that Linghe was not there.

"Reporting to the Marquis, Guard Ling has gone back to dine with his wife."

This was something everyone in the study knew. It shocked everyone a couple of days ago, since Guard Ling practically lived in the study, spending every single hour of the day there.

They've gotten used to it now and it's nothing unusual.

But this was the first time Shen Fuhan had heard of it, and he was quite surprised, since Ling He used to be available whenever he was called.

Worried about the urgency of the situation, Si Bai hurriedly asked, "My lord, should I go find Guard Ling right away?"

“No need,” Shen Fuhan stood up. “I should go back for lunch too.”

As soon as they returned to the main courtyard, the steward came to report: "My lord, madam, Miss Wen has arrived. She says she is bringing you your dowry."

Shen Fuhan subconsciously looked at Wen Jiayue, worried that she might be upset.

But she only paused for a moment before returning to normal.

Shen Fuhan breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that Wen Jiayue was much stronger than he had imagined.

Little did Wen Jiayue know, Wen Jiayue was just thinking that Wen Ruohuan was really impatient. She had just come the day before yesterday and came again today, and she even specially chose a day when Shen Fuhan was off work.

Moreover, the reason given was that it was to give away dowry, which was a perfect excuse that was hard to refuse.

She spoke slowly, "Let her in."

Shen Fuhan did not stop her. With him watching from the side, Wen Ruohuan would not have a chance to make a move.

As for that bottle of poison, if she carried it with her, she wouldn't have needed to go to the Wen residence to retrieve it.

After a moment's thought, Shen Fuhan leaned close to Wen Jiayue and whispered a few words in her ear.

Wen Jiayue nodded: "I will find an opportunity."

A short while later, Wen Ruohuan came in carrying the box.

"Sister!" Wen Ruohuan walked up happily, and when she saw Shen Fuhan, she said in surprise, "Oh, brother-in-law is here too... Ah, I almost forgot, today is a day off."

She finished speaking these words to herself, her expression changing from joy to surprise, and finally to annoyance. Even actors couldn't act as well as her.

Wen Jiayue sneered inwardly, but smiled and said, "You've come at just the right time. Your brother-in-law and I were just about to have our meal. Huan'er hasn't eaten yet, has she?"

Wen Ruohuan replied obediently, "No, Mother found the hairpin in the mansion and immediately sent me over to ask you to take a look, sister."

Wen Jiayue opened the box and took a look. It was indeed her dowry, and now only the last hairpin was missing.

She wasn't in a hurry; Wen Ruohuan would definitely deliver it to her again.

Handing the hairpin to Ruyi, Wen Jiayue casually asked, "How did you find it?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Ruohuan sighed: "It's all to pay off my brother's debt. Mother searched high and low at home, looking for something valuable to pawn. But instead, she found my sister's hairpin."

Wen Jiayue smiled; this excuse was indeed flawless.

Instead of responding to the topic of raising money, she said, "Then let's look around some more; maybe we can find the last hairpin."

Wen Ruohuan was a little embarrassed, but then smiled and said, "Of course, your other hairpin must still be somewhere in the mansion. I'll turn the house upside down when I get back."

As they talked, the three of them sat down.

Wen Ruohuan glanced at her brother-in-law seemingly casually, her heart pounding.

It's been a while since I last saw you, and my brother-in-law looks even more handsome and dashing now.

The thought that her brother-in-law would soon belong to her filled Wen Ruohuan with joy, and a smug smile appeared on her lips.

Wen Jiayue asked slowly, "What good thing is Huan'er thinking about that makes you laugh so happily?"

Wen Ruohuan quickly suppressed her smile and said something she didn't mean, "I just suddenly realized that my sister and brother-in-law are truly a loving couple."

"You suddenly discovered it?" Wen Jiayue deliberately made things difficult. "Didn't you notice it before?"

Shen Fuhan had a sudden inspiration and took the opportunity to serve food to Wen Jiayue.

He said gently, "It's not her fault. It seems I didn't make it obvious enough before. I'll make it more obvious in the future."

Wen Ruohuan's smile suddenly became somewhat forced. Her brother-in-law was speaking up for her, but she couldn't help but feel a pang of unease.

"Third Miss, let me pour you some tea."

Ruyi returned after leaving, picking up the teapot.

Wen Ruohuan didn't pay attention, but suddenly her legs started to steam and became wet in the blink of an eye.

She jumped up in fright: "How could you do this?!"

Wen Jiayue also stood up, and said in a panic, "Huan'er, are you burned? Let me take you to change your clothes first."