After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 510 Side CP Extra: Yingying X Zhang Siyuan 12

"I understand. Siyuan's wound isn't damaged, so we can't use a knife. Siyuan has remembered everything Yingying said." Zhang Siyuan finished speaking and grinned foolishly. Yingying's wife was concerned about him, hehe.

"You're still laughing? How dare you laugh?" Yingying gritted her teeth and glared. She was the one who had been taken advantage of by this idiot, but she had to comfort him instead. She was so angry. Even when she was being chased all the way, she had never felt so humiliated!

Even if Zhang Siyuan was slow to notice, he could tell that Yingying's wife was really angry. In an instant, she suppressed her smile and stopped moving, but her eyes remained fixed on him.

After such an embarrassing incident, Yingying couldn't remain as "calm and composed" as the silly young master. When she saw him still staring at her, she immediately warned him fiercely, "Don't look at me!" Look, look, what are you looking at? You only look when you've gone soft?

Zhang Siyuan glanced down at the box he was holding, then looked up again, still unwilling to give up, and said, "Yingying, the jade pendant..."

"Pendant my foot! You're not allowed to speak now." Yingying saw through the foolish young master's attempt to coax her into accepting the jade pendant, so she refused, "I don't want your jade pendant, and I don't want any of these either."

"I still don't want Yingying as my wife..." Zhang Siyuan pouted, feeling heartbroken. He secretly glanced at Yingying several times, his eyes filled with grievance and pity.

Unfortunately, Yingying was too annoyed to care about what he thought; all she wanted was for that part of her to return to normal so she could leave.

Yingying waited and waited with a tense face, feeling as if she had been waiting for an eternity, until finally the sound of liberation was heard—

"Yingying, Siyuan is ready."

"All done?" Yingying immediately stood up and looked at Zhang Siyuan, who was also looking at her. Zhang Siyuan nodded with a blush on his face.

Yingying said expressionlessly, "That's good. Now that you're all better, I'll head back first. Also, don't tell anyone what happened just now, understand? Including your grandparents. If they ask you why you were crying, just say..."

Yingying paused, glanced at the table, and immediately had an excuse. She continued, "Just say that you cried because I didn't want these things from you, do you understand? If you dare to tell anyone what just happened, I will really never talk to you again."

Zhang Siyuan stared at him blankly, his expression shifting from bewilderment to shattering, and he almost burst into tears again.

It's one thing to refuse a jade pendant, but unlike in my dream where Yingying's wife kissed me, she always said she was ignoring Siyuan. Waaah, how can that be!

"Siyuan understands, but Siyuan won't say anything. No matter who asks Siyuan, he won't say anything. Yingying can't ignore Siyuan. Siyuan, sob..."

Seeing that he was about to cry again, Yingying quickly stopped him: "Don't cry, or I won't teach you to read anymore."

The threat worked. Zhang Siyuan immediately swallowed the "woo" sound that followed, and, suppressing her sobs, tilted her head back and said, "Siyuan didn't cry."

"Okay, I'm going back." With that, Yingying left, but her steps were hurried, as if some man-eating beast was chasing her.

As soon as he left the room, Zhang Da and Zhang Er, who were guarding the door, immediately went in to ask Zhang Siyuan what was going on.

"Young Master, what happened just now? Are you feeling unwell? Or... did Young Master Ying bully you?"

"No, no, Yingying didn't bully Siyuan," Zhang Siyuan said, then looked down at the exquisite box in his arms, his gaze settling on the crane and lotus jade pendant inside.

“Yingying’s wife doesn’t want Siyuan’s jade pendant. It’s not the same as in the dream. Ah Da and Ah Er, what should we do to make Yingying’s wife accept Siyuan’s jade pendant? And these, Siyuan wants to give them to Yingying’s wife as well.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Da and Zhang Er secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that someone as easygoing as Young Master Ying wouldn't bully their young master, but they were having trouble coming up with a solution to get him to accept these things.

Zhang Er tried saying, "How about you send it to Young Master Ying again tomorrow? As the saying goes, sincerity can move mountains. If you can't succeed the first time, then send it a second time."

“Yes, yes, yes.” Zhang Da thought it was feasible and nodded in agreement. “If Young Master Ying doesn’t want it tomorrow either, then Young Master can send it the day after tomorrow. If he doesn’t accept it the day after tomorrow, then the day after that. One day Young Master Ying will be moved by your sincerity.”

After listening, Zhang Siyuan's eyes gradually brightened, and he regained his confidence, saying, "You're right! I can ask Yingying's wife again tomorrow if she wants to continue learning to read. I'll go find Yingying's wife now."

"Hey, young master, wait a minute. Wipe your face first before you go," Zhang Da said, feeling that it wouldn't be good for the young master to go over looking like he'd been crying.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Er quickly fetched a basin of hot water, wiped Zhang Siyuan's face and applied a compress to his eyes, then helped him tidy his clothes before finally handing him the books.

Zhang Siyuan walked out of the room happily with his books in his arms, as if he wasn't the one who had been crying so bitterly before. Zhang Da and Zhang Er, who were following behind, exchanged a silent glance.

Meanwhile, as soon as Yingying entered the shop, she picked up a pot of tea that the shop assistant had brewed and told Xiao Sui, "If anyone comes looking for me, just say I didn't get enough rest last night and went upstairs to rest." Then she went straight upstairs.

Yingying returned to his room, sat down at the round wooden table, took off his mask and casually placed it aside. He poured himself a cup of tea and gulped it down. After finishing one cup, he poured another. After several cups of tea, the heat on his face did not subside in the slightest.

"Thump." The teacup, which had been gripped tightly, made a dull thud as it was slammed back onto the table.

"Damn it." Yingying covered her burning face with her palm, her irritated voice drifting out from under her hand: "What's going on?"

The more he tried to stop thinking about it, the more those shameful and infuriating images kept flashing through his mind, disturbing his peace of mind.

Yingying muttered under her breath, "It's all that stupid idiot's fault, how dare he do that in front of me..."

In just three days, no, not even three days, that idiot has already caused him so much trouble. Is he a troublemaker?

Yingying covered her face, feeling a headache coming on, and increasingly felt that things were not going well if things continued like this.

If it was uncertain before what kind of feelings the silly young master had for him, it is certain today. But what does it matter now that it is certain?

He would not forget that the silly young master was the only grandson of the Zhang family. Even if the Zhang family elders agreed to their grandson marrying a man, they would definitely find another way to let their grandson marry a second wife or a second husband, or even take a concubine, or like the families he knew before, where the first wife had no children and adopted one from a concubine.

Having children is not a problem for him, but it is also a problem.

Because he was a young man, but it was precisely because he was a young man that he was a young man.

Previously, he and Gong Ming had specifically investigated the Zhang family regarding the matter of Miss Liu Yingying. They learned that the Zhang family had only one son per generation, and that Master Zhang placed great importance on the continuation of bloodlines. He had even acted irrationally, but unfortunately, he failed to achieve his goal. That's why he remembered the young, foolish young master again.

They cannot deny their love for the simple-minded young master, but this love is mixed with guilt and the heavy responsibility the young master bears for carrying on the Zhang family line. This is very realistic.

Yingying, having finally broken free from her shackles to live for herself, should live freely rather than wrong herself.

Yes, you can't wrong yourself, Yingying thought, lowering her eyes.

He knows very well what he wants and what he doesn't like. Even if he gets married one day, he will only find someone who can live with him alone, and then they will live a simple life like an old married couple.

He and Zhang Siyuan are not a good match.

Yingying thought a lot. Her flushed and burning cheeks returned to normal as her mind gradually calmed down. Then, she put her mask back on.