TFWYH – Chapter 395  Competing for His Favor

When no one mentioned it, nobody noticed anything. But once Ling Sheng pointed it out…

Hey!

“They really do look alike!” Su Yuan muttered.

Huang Yi: …

No wonder the young man looked familiar—it turned out he resembled himself!

Well… strictly speaking, he looked even more like his own disappointing son who amounted to nothing.

Only this young man possessed such outstanding bearing that Huang Yi hadn’t connected him to that unfilial son at first glance.

Ling Yu felt the many complicated gazes gathering on him. His expression remained calm, but upon closer inspection, the hand at his side had unconsciously tightened into a fist.

Just then, a warm little hand took hold of his.

Ling Yu looked up; the brief confusion in his eyes vanished as Tang Wan’s reassuring gaze met his.

“Wan-niang…”

“My husband must be puzzled too,” Tang Wan said, squeezing his hand. She looked at everyone and declared, “If you ask me, good-looking people naturally have delicate features, so of course they look similar. What’s strange about that? Look at me—I’m pretty too, and my husband and I even share a married couple’s look!”

“Right, right!” Su Yuan burst out laughing. “You never miss a chance to praise how handsome your husband is!”

Tang Wan lifted her chin proudly. “Of course. My husband is the most handsome.”

Everyone laughed.

Huang Yi also smiled. “Just now Madam Ling looked so cold and aloof, yet the moment she saw Ling Yu, she turned completely gentle.”

Tang Wan secretly rolled her eyes.

Obviously she would be gentle with her beautiful husband—she was his wife, after all!

As for unrelated people?
You’re not worthy of this lady’s tenderness.

Everyone seemed convinced by Tang Wan’s explanation and stopped dwelling on the resemblance.

Only Huang Yi occasionally glanced at Ling Yu’s face, finding him increasingly pleasing to the eye.

It felt like a father looking at a son—the more he looked, the more delighted he became.

The feeling left him somewhat troubled; the boy simply resembled him too much.

Especially when Ling Yu explained Xiangxi Town’s reconstruction plan—he had considered every possible factor, astonishing Huang Yi greatly.

If this young man entered official service, he would surely become a pillar of the nation.

Seeing such an outstanding Ling Yu, Huang Yi couldn’t help thinking about his own disappointing son, and his heart felt sour.

Good sons always belonged to other families—how true that saying was.

After finishing discussions with the two officials, Ling Yu took his leave.

Inside the carriage, Ling Yu closed his eyes to rest, his expression as calm as ever.

But Tang Wan clearly sensed something was off with his mood.

She thought about Huang Yi, then looked at her husband’s face, hesitating to speak.

Sensing her gaze, Ling Yu said calmly, “If you want to ask something, just ask.”

Tang Wan: …

Ask what?

Ask if you’re pretending to be a member of the Ling family?
Ask whether your surname is Ling or Huangfu?
Ask where your father went?

Forget it.

“I won’t ask. Everyone has their own secrets,” Tang Wan said softly. “Husband, I only want you to be happy. If talking about it makes you feel better, then tell me. If not, that’s fine too. No matter who you are, you’re still my husband—you can’t run away.”

Ling Yu opened his eyes and looked at the small woman beside him. Her face was full of concern, and her dark eyes were filled entirely with him.

For some reason, his mood suddenly improved.

Ling Yu grasped Tang Wan’s hand, about to pull her into his arms for a kiss—

when Yin Biao suddenly jumped into the carriage and obediently lay down at Tang Wan’s feet, eyes full of docile affection.

Tang Wan rubbed its head.

Yin Biao happily nuzzled her palm.

Ling Yu: …

Where did this mutt come from?

Was it competing with him for affection?

His expression cooled slightly. “Weren’t you delivering grain? How did you end up bringing back a dog?”

“…!”

Yin Biao exploded with anger, its fur standing on end.

Are you blind, you two-legged creature?!

Miss, this wolf can’t take it anymore—hurry and hug me!

Tang Wan looked confused but cooperatively picked it up anyway.

The next second, Yin Biao struggled in her arms and barked fiercely at Ling Yu, looking as if it desperately wanted to bite him.