TFWYH – Chapter 440 Love at First Sight

“Oh?” Ling Yu’s brows lifted slightly.

Tang Wan wasn’t just well dressed.
As for Ling Yue, she hadn’t fully grown into her looks yet, and for convenience she always dressed simply.

So this woman was neither Wan-niang nor Yue’er. It must be…

At that thought, Ling Yu curled his lips into a faint smile. He took out a few pieces of silver and handed them to the child.

“Little brother, do you know who the most dangerous person on this street is?”

The child had never seen so much money before. His eyes instantly lit up, and he nodded eagerly.

“I do! It’s Chen Laizi! He works for Master Jin. He always collects protection fees from the street vendors. Whoever refuses gets beaten up—he’s really, really fierce!”

Master Jin, huh…

Ling Yu’s smile grew even gentler.
“Then take this letter and deliver it to him. If you do, all this silver will be yours. How about that?”

“Really?”

“Really.”

And so the child ran off again, clutching the “letter of love.”

After all, big brother paid far more than that older sister—of course he would listen to big brother!

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At that moment, Wen Dai’er was also at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

She had reserved an elegant private room and ordered a lavish table full of food and wine, patiently waiting for the handsome young gentleman to arrive.

Originally, she hadn’t wanted to act so boldly. But earlier she had seen Tang Wan leave the city with a young girl.

That meant only the handsome gentleman remained behind.

Such a perfect opportunity—she couldn’t let it slip away.

Her maid Cui Liu kept staring at the door, feeling uneasy.

“Miss, do you think that handsome gentleman will really come?”

Wen Dai’er smiled confidently.
“He will. The letter I sent him contained only one sentence—‘Meet at Qiao Furong’—and I didn’t sign my name. Who doesn’t have curiosity? He’ll definitely come to see who invited him.”

Cui Liu frowned.
“But… even if he comes, so what? From what I saw, that gentleman doesn’t seem interested in you…”

“Silence!” Wen Dai’er cut her off sharply, her expression turning cold. “Do you also think I’m inferior to that vixen?”

“…”
Isn’t that obvious? Cui Liu curled her lips inwardly but replied against her true thoughts.

“Of course not. Miss, you are cultured, virtuous, and well-mannered. How could you be worse than someone who relies only on beauty? I just mean… there are so many men in the world. Why should you lower yourself to pursue a married man?”

“He’s not some married man!” Wen Dai’er retorted angrily. “What respectable wife looks like that? Since ancient times, men marry for virtue and take concubines for beauty. Does that woman look like a proper main wife?”

Cui Liu privately disagreed.
“Miss, there are plenty of women who are both beautiful and virtuous. Who says a beautiful woman must be a concubine?”

“That’s enough! I don’t need you serving me. Go wait outside!”

After being contradicted repeatedly, Wen Dai’er finally lost her temper.

Knowing she had angered her mistress, Cui Liu didn’t dare argue further and slipped out quietly.

Her young lady’s temper wasn’t good. She had already said what needed to be said—if Miss refused to listen, there was nothing more she could do.

Wen Dai’er only felt that Cui Liu had grown spoiled by favor, unable to speak properly or read the room.

Just a lowly maid—how could she understand her difficulties?

Madam Yi was already growing impatient with her; it was only a matter of time before she was sent back.

Since marrying into a powerful noble family was no longer possible, she might as well choose someone she truly liked.

In the end, it all came down to one thing—

Wen Dai’er had fallen in love with Ling Yu at first sight.

Thinking of that handsome young man, her face flushed with shyness.

In all her life, she had never seen such a beautiful man.

Jade-like in bearing, tall as green pines, peerless in elegance—unique beneath heaven.

Wasn’t that description meant precisely for him?