I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

Chapter 158 Do You Know (53)

In the embroidery building in the inner courtyard of the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Yu Yanran was sitting by the window, embroidery frame in hand, but her mind was absent. She vaguely overheard her parents' conversation and felt uneasy.

She put down the embroidery frame, walked behind the screen, gently pushed open a gap, and listened carefully to the movement outside.

Only the voice of Old Master Yu could be heard, his tone firm and resolute: "That brat from the Gu family, relying on his power, acts recklessly. Yanran is the apple of my Yu family's eye. How can I marry him and suffer injustice? I don't agree!"

Madam Yu tried to persuade him, "Father, although Tingye is a bit of a playboy, he is not a bad person by nature. He has restrained himself a lot now. Besides, if the two families marry, it will also be beneficial to the Yu family."

Old Master Yu's eyes widened in anger. He slammed the table and slammed his cane to the ground with a thud. "Shut up! Even if our Yu family is in dire straits, we won't trade our daughter's happiness. Never mention this again!"

Mrs. Yu was so frightened that she dared not speak anymore, and Lord Yu could only sigh helplessly.

Yu Yanran hid behind the screen, listening to the noise outside, and her tears could no longer be held back and burst out.

She bit her lips tightly, her delicate body trembling slightly, and crystal tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto her clothes, staining them into dark flowers.

She slowly squatted down, covered her face with her hands, and sobbed silently.

Yu Yanran's slender fingers tightly grasped a silk handkerchief embroidered with twin lotus flowers, but now soaked with tears, it looked particularly desolate.

A few days later, Yu Yanran came to Sheng Mansion and found Molan.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face looked haggard. It was obvious that she had not had a good time in the past few days.

Molan welcomed her into the boudoir and asked with concern: "Sister Yanran, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Yu Yanran couldn't hold back any longer, and threw herself into Molan's arms, choking with sobs as she told Molan that Gu Tingye's proposal was rejected.

She sobbed and said, "I... I don't know what to do. Grandfather... Grandfather doesn't agree, but... but I..."

Molan patted her back gently and said softly, "Sister Yanran, don't be sad. Tell me slowly, what happened?"

Yu Yanran raised her head and looked at Molan with tears in her eyes: "I heard... I heard that Gu Tingye not only has a concubine, but... and he is also a frequent visitor to brothels and other brothels. How can I entrust my life to such a person... such a person?"

She became increasingly sad as she spoke, her voice growing lower and lower. "But...but right now, the only people protecting me are my grandparents. I...I even want to just close my eyes and get married..."

Molan's heart tightened when she heard this. She held Yu Yanran's hand and said firmly, "Sister Yanran, don't let your imagination run wild. You are such a good person and deserve someone better. Don't let yourself be wronged."

She paused and continued, "Gu Tingye is indeed not a good match. If you marry him, you will definitely suffer a lot of grievances."

Yu Yanran sobbed, her eyes filled with despair: "But...but what can I do?"

Molan took Yu Yanran's hand and comforted her softly, "Sister Yanran, don't be afraid. I'm here. I won't let you marry someone like that."

Yu Yanran raised her head, a glimmer of hope in her eyes: "Sister Molan, you...what do you have in mind?"

Molan smiled slightly, her tone firm: "Sister Yanran, don't be anxious, tell me, do you really not want to marry Gu Tingye?"

Yu Yanran nodded without hesitation: "Of course, I don't want to marry someone who is fickle and doesn't care about me."

A sly look flashed in Molan's eyes. She held Yu Yanran's hand tightly and said softly, "Sister Yanran, if you don't want to get married, I'll go talk to my mother. My mother is knowledgeable and experienced, and she will definitely be able to help you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Yu Yanran's eyes, and she quickly asked, "Really? Princess Fuxi...will she help me?"

Molan pulled Yu Yanran up and said firmly, "Then why don't we go and ask?"

She brought Yu Yanran to Lin Qinshuang's yard.

Lin Qinshuang was sitting by the window embroidering. When she saw Molan and Yu Yanran come in, a smile appeared on her face.

"My son, why are you here? Miss Yanran is here too."

Molan stepped forward, took Lin Qinshuang's arm affectionately, and said coquettishly: "Mom, Sister Yanran, she has encountered some troubles and wants to ask for your help."

Lin Qinshuang put down the embroidery frame in her hand and looked at Yu Yanran carefully. Seeing that her eyes were red and swollen and her face was haggard, she guessed that she must have encountered some difficulties.

She took Yu Yanran's hand and asked softly, "Miss Yanran, if you have anything to say, please tell me. As long as I can help, I will do my best."

Yu Yanran told Lin Qinshuang everything that had happened to her.

After hearing this, Lin Qinshuang frowned. She pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Gu Tingye is indeed not a good match. Miss Yanran, don't worry, I will definitely help you with this matter."

She looked at Molan, a hint of fondness in her eyes: "Mo'er, you did a good job. Miss Yanran is your good sister. Her business is our business."

Molan smiled sweetly and snuggled in Lin Qinshuang's arms.

Yu Yanran's eyes were filled with gratitude. She held Lin Qinshuang's hand and choked up, "Thank you, Princess Fuxi, thank you."

Lin Qinshuang's eyes flickered as she gently patted the back of Yu Yanran's hand and asked softly, "Miss Yanran, do you have a sweetheart?"

Yu Yanran's cheeks flushed red, her head lowered, almost buried in her chest, and she murmured in a mosquito-like voice: "No...no."

Lin Qinshuang's smile deepened, with a hint of mischief in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. She turned sideways, lightly tapped Molan with her fingertips, then turned her gaze to Yu Yanran and said teasingly, "What do you think of my silly son Changfeng?"

"what?"

Yu Yanran suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened, and the blush on her face instantly spread to her ears. She stammered, "Princess...you mean...Brother Changfeng?"

She was so embarrassed that she could hardly raise her head. She twisted the corners of her clothes with her hands helplessly, and her heart was pounding like a deer.

Molan was stunned at first, but then she reacted, her almond-shaped eyes widening with surprise. She hugged Lin Qinshuang's arm and shouted excitedly, "Mom, your idea is really good! If Sister Yanran can marry into our family, I can be with Sister Yanran every day!"

She shook Lin Qinshuang's arm excitedly, not noticing Yu Yanran's increasingly shy expression.

Lin Qinshuang lovingly scratched the tip of Molan's nose, then turned to look at Yu Yanran, her tone gentle: "Miss Yanran, what do you think?"

Yu Yanran lowered her head, not daring to look into Lin Qinshuang's eyes. She stammered, her voice as thin as a thread: "Brother Changfeng... he... is very good..."

Seeing this, Lin Qinshuang understood. She held Yu Yanran's hand and said softly, "Miss Yanran, don't be shy. Although Changfeng is a little naughty on weekdays, he is kind-hearted and treats people sincerely, especially to you..."

She paused deliberately and smiled meaningfully: "I care about you even more."

Yu Yanran's face turned even redder. She could almost feel her cheeks getting hot. She bit her lips, feeling both shy and nervous.

She hesitated and stammered, "But...but Brother Changfeng...what if he doesn't want to?"