The little Xiao Ah Che in Ming Yan’s arms, somewhat understanding, agreed with his aunt, "Yes, only my aunt."

Originally, it was supposed to be a nostalgic visit, but now, it turned into a show of power.

Yet Ye Zhi remained unaware, pinching her little nephew’s cheeks and continuing to look up at the Little Traitor, saying, "I know you’ve just taken office, have many social engagements, and many women are clinging to you. As someone else’s fiancé, you should be conscious of this, and reflect on yourself thrice a day, understand?"

Shen Chen nodded slightly, "Hmm."

She was satisfied, but the next sentence brought her down from the clouds.

"State affairs are busy, I have to handle them. If there’s nothing else, you should head back first."

Ming Yan moved her lips, wanting to say something, but ultimately swallowed it down and remained silent.

Miss Ye had carefully dressed up for a long time, afraid to mess up her clothes, didn’t even dare to hold Xiao Ah Che, and came to have lunch with the son-in-law. Yet after a few words, they shut the door on her.

This...

Ye Zhi’s gaze flickered, asking in a dejected tone, "You won’t let me stay for lunch? I specifically came to have lunch with you. Is it because you didn’t like what I just said?"

A childish voice interjected, "We don’t need him to like it, I like auntie, I’ll take auntie to eat at Furong Building."

Listen, this sweet little mouth was as if it had eaten sugar.

Xiao Ah Che fidgeted in her arms and pulled out a Stone Blue Embroidered Purse.

It was bulging, looking like a lot of silver inside.

Her dejection shifted to a cheerful smile, "Xiao Ah Che is still good to auntie, then we’ll go to Furong Building. Ming Yan, I’ll take you for a big feast, hehe."

At noon, the blazing sun hung high in the sky, the sky was clear for miles.

The season was mid-autumn, recalling before, the Little Traitor was still preparing for the autumn court examination.

Now, he actually chased her away.

Ye Zhi was also sensibly aware that the recent topic was not pleasant, so with her nephew in tow, she withdrew to have a meal without further entanglement.

The people from the Ye Mansion left the Champion Scholar Mansion.

Shen Chen also returned to his study, drawing out a scroll, meticulously reading through it, his expression consistently aloof.

"Mr. Shen, why did you not let Miss Ye stay for a meal? I could tell she was forlorn when she left just now. Was it because you didn’t like her?"

Qin Yin tentatively asked; he wasn’t a meddlesome person.

But he wanted to know the master’s stance.

Shen Chen didn’t lift his head, looked at the content of the book, and said indifferently.

"Tell Ling Que to move out, and you shall not act rudely towards the Third Miss of the Ye Family in the future; she will be my wife. Those women in the mansion with some looks, do not keep them."

"If you don’t like her, you can leave too, I won’t stop you."

This time, it was Qin Yin who was shocked. What had he done just now? The master actually meant to drive him away...

He anxiously knelt on one knee to declare his loyalty, "I mean no other intention."

"Rise."

A voice came from above.

Qin Yin felt reassured, responded with a "Yes," stood up, and once again tentatively asked, "Then why didn’t the master let Miss Ye stay for a while?"

Shen Chen glanced at him, "Ah Zhi needs to calm down a bit."

During today’s meeting, she had been in a somewhat irritable state. Calming down would be good for both of them.

In the room, it was silent for a moment.

The young man, pure as the spring moon’s willow, held a wolf hair brush in his hand, amending and annotating the scroll, becoming busy.

Qin Yin, who had intended to withdraw, asked offhandedly before leaving, "Mr. Shen, one more thing: regarding the discussion to open a money shop in Ji Country, whom do you think is suitable to send?"