温柔美国人的情歌

第4章 女神，我错了

The Shao family's residence was easy to find, located in the outskirts of Lijiang City, surrounded by mountains on two sides and water on four, making it an absolute treasure of feng shui.

All along the way, Zhang Yifei was puzzled. How could the old dean know the Shao family, and how could he arrange for Shao Ningdie to be his wife? This matter left Zhang Yifei utterly baffled.

Finding the Shao family residence was easy. Located on the outskirts of Lijiang City, it was surrounded by mountains on two sides and water on four, making it a perfect spot according to feng shui principles.

On the way, Zhang Yifei kept wondering how the old dean knew the Shao family and how he managed to arrange for Shao Ningdie to be his wife. This was a mystery Zhang Yifei couldn't figure out.

When he asked the old dean, he merely smiled mysteriously.

That kind of smile, in Zhang Yifei's eyes, felt eerie and malicious.

"Old Dean, we don't have any deep grudges, you can't harm me," Zhang Yifei said timidly, following beside the old dean.

At this moment, Zhang Yifei had none of the demeanor of a king of assassins.

If it weren't for the wrong time and place, the old dean would have long since taught Zhang Yifei a lesson with a wooden stick. This brat was clearly looking for trouble.

Always clamoring for a wife, it's also this guy who's searching for a spouse, but now that he's here, he's retreating.

He looked more like he was being sentenced to prison than someone being set up for marriage.

Zhang Yifei followed the old dean to the Shao family's home without encountering any obstacles, and the old dean seemed quite familiar with the place, as if it were his own home.

Moreover, the servants here were exceedingly respectful towards the old dean.

"Could the old dean have a dual identity?" Zhang Yifei speculated.

Many wealthy people these days liked this kind of thing—one identity in public, another in private.

Could the old dean be such a person?

"This old guy, he's been hiding his true colors," Zhang Yifei muttered softly.

"What did you say?" The old dean seemed to have heard Zhang Yifei's words, but it was as if he hadn't quite caught them.

"I said, the Shao family is so rude; we've arrived, yet no one's come out to greet us." Zhang Yifei dared not voice his suspicions.

Just then, a burst of hearty laughter came from nearby: "Haha, old friend, you weren't wrong, this kid truly is bold."

The old dean smiled proudly and said, "Old Shao, how about it, does he match your daughter?"

"Yes, not bad," Shao Tianzhi nodded.

He had seen many young talents, but he had never encountered someone as composed as Zhang Yifei.

In Lijiang, who didn't show deference when they came to the Shao family? But this young man, with his clear, bright eyes blinking, held a hint of nonchalant arrogance, along with traces of slyness. There wasn't the slightest hint of pretension.

"It's just that I'm not sure if your daughter can match up to me," Zhang Yifei quipped, unwilling to be outdone.

The old dean's face immediately darkened at Zhang Yifei's words.

Shao Tianzhi merely chuckled, "Interesting."

"Old Li, this rascal certainly wasn't trained by you."

"I can't raise such a rogue."

"I was raised by him," the two said in unison.

Zhang Yifei followed Shao Tianzhi into the living room, where he finally got to see what real wealth looked like. The interior was lavishly decorated, and the style was a blend of both Chinese and Western influences.

"Please, have a seat!" Shao Tianzhi hadn't even finished his sentence before Zhang Yifei had already made himself comfortable.

He pulled out a pack of seven-yuan Hongtashan cigarettes from his pocket and offered one to Shao Tianzhi. "Smoke?"

The old dean, seeing this scene, wanted to rush over and beat Zhang Yifei. This guy was utterly shameless.

Just as Shao Tianzhi was about to accept the cigarette, Zhang Yifei retracted his hand, saying, "Forget it, you better not smoke; you're getting on in years, and smoking's bad for your health."

He then nonchalantly lit a cigarette for himself.

The old dean gave Shao Tianzhi an apologetic smile, as if to say sorry.

"Father, he's just looking out for you; smoking is indeed bad for your health." At some point, a woman had appeared by the staircase.

She had delicate features, a moth-like brow, eyes like autumn water, skin as soft as cream, lips red, hands slender, exuding a classic and noble aura with a poised and elegant demeanor. Her black V-neck suit contrasted sharply with her fair and delicate skin, subtly exuding an air of competence and the demeanor of a strong woman—something that Zhang Yifei very much disliked.

Such women were hard to conquer; one misstep and he could end up being the one conquered.

Now Zhang Yifei finally understood why so many men in Lijiang City hadn't dared to propose to the Shao family.

It wasn't for no reason; the woman before him was clearly a wild horse, and it wouldn't be easy to tame her.

If she truly became his wife, it would be an immense challenge for Zhang Yifei.

At this moment, Zhang Yifei's mind kept repeating, "Bodhisattva, I was wrong. I shouldn't have asked you to give me a beautiful wife. Can you forgive me? By introducing me to such a stunning beauty, aren't you pushing me into a pit of fire?"

"Condie, this is Zhang Yifei. What do you think of him?" The old dean smiled at Shao Ningdie as he spoke.

At this moment, Zhang Yifei felt like he was a monkey in a zoo, being watched by everyone.

Shao Ningdie kept smiling at Zhang Yifei, not saying a word, her smile as warm and natural as the spring sun, yet it made Zhang Yifei feel uneasy.

Based on Zhang Yifei's many years of battlefield experience, he deduced that this woman had already become a master—a truly formidable enchantress whose skills far surpassed those of the White Bone Demoness, using psychological warfare against him.

"Actually, Xiao Zhang, you and my daughter have a lot in common; you were both born on the same year and day."

"Wrong, I don't even know my own birthday. Remember, I'm an orphan; I've got an orphan certificate from the police station!" Zhang Yifei declared righteously.

Upon hearing this, Shao Tianzhi's face darkened.

Shao Ningdie's lips curved into a faint smile as she heard Zhang Yifei's words.

She had never encountered such an interesting man. From a young age, she had always been treated with deference; every man who saw her drooled like a pig, fawning over her.

But the man before her was completely different; he seemed thoroughly dissatisfied with her, which made Shao Ningdie, who was usually full of confidence, suddenly doubt herself.

"Old Shao, how about we go for a walk and let these two talk?" the old dean suggested softly.

"Good idea, we haven't seen each other in a while," Shao Tianzhi agreed with the old dean's suggestion.

After watching the two leave, Zhang Yifei felt like crying but had no tears. The woman in front of him was a demoness of great skill, and he couldn't handle her.

"It's not just because I didn't introduce you to a wife, leaving your rooster with no one to fight. Did you really have to take revenge like this?" Zhang Yifei was filled with regret. If he had known, he would have introduced Aunt Liu from next door to the old dean.

Now, this old man was clearly getting back at him.

Zhang Yifei looked at his future wife, thinking, "If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy doesn't speak, I won't speak!"