“It’s her.”
“What’s wrong with her? Why did you stop pursuing her? I remember you chased her for a while.”
Zhan Yiyang looked at her and said, “Miss Du is wonderful. Because of my grandmother’s arrangement, I deliberately got close to her and pursued her. But later, I realised I kept thinking about you. I never felt that spark for Miss Du, even though she’s great, and I trust my grandmother’s judgement.”
“I just couldn’t force myself.”
“Marriage is a lifelong commitment, and we Zhan men don’t divorce. I don’t want to marry a woman I don’t truly love. If I ended up divorcing, I’d be the first in the Zhan family to do so. My grandmother would break both my legs, or I’d take her surname.”
Before marriage, his grandmother allowed him to choose for himself.
But once married, he had to fulfil his duties as a husband, abide by the unwritten Zhan family rules, stay loyal to the family and the marriage, and love only his wife for life.
Anyone who dared to cheat during marriage would be kicked out of the Zhan family and cut off from the family fortune.
Divorce was only possible if their spouse cheated and betrayed them.
But that was highly unlikely.
Zhan men doted on their wives, were devoted to them, and treated them impeccably. What woman married into the Zhan family would be foolish enough to throw away a man who pampered her and genuinely cared for her?
If such a woman existed, her head must have been caught in a door, her brain full of water.
“So, I explained everything to Miss Du. She’s a remarkable woman, the kind who can take things in stride and let go. Setting aside romantic feelings, I really admire her way of handling things.”
Du Yumeng held an important role in her family’s business and was a strong, capable woman.
Yet she wasn’t overly domineering—she still had a gentle, feminine side.
If he hadn’t met Fox, he thought he would have definitely fallen for Du Yumeng.
But he had met Fox.
Compared to Du Yumeng, he preferred Fox.
Love couldn’t be forced.
He loved Fox.
Not Du Yumeng.
Unless, of course, Du Yumeng was Fox, and Fox was Du Yumeng.
“If that’s the case, why have you been keeping such a close eye on the second young lady lately?”
Zhan Yiyang’s explanation was watertight, so Fox decided to be blunt.
In doing so, she was also letting him know that she’d been aware of his presence in Haicheng from the moment he arrived and had been keeping tabs on his every move.
When it came to gathering information, Zhan Yiyang was no match for her.
She had a vast network of highly skilled senior brothers and sisters. She might be the least impressive among them.
As a daughter of a wealthy family, she bore the burden of family responsibilities and couldn’t live as freely as her senior siblings.
After completing her training, she returned to the Du family to help manage the family business.
In her spare time, she’d switch identities, wander around, and make a name for herself.
Zhan Yiyang mainly relied on the Su family from Guancheng.
It could be said that Fox knew everything about Zhan Yiyang, including exactly who was backing him.
But Zhan Yiyang knew nothing about her.
Fox quite enjoyed this feeling.
Who could blame him for stirring her heart and then saying he didn’t love her, bruising her pride and leaving her heartbroken?
What made Du Yumeng unworthy of him?
Now he wanted to pursue her?
Hah, he’d have to join the queue.
She had no shortage of suitors—men who admired her were aplenty.
