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Freud Yi Siling chose the seat with the best view, right in the middle. On her way over, she passed the table beside it and glanced through the gap in the screen. All she caught was the broad, straight back of a man in an exceptionally fine suit. She didn't look long. Her eyes pulled away soon after. The two tables sat back to back, divided by a folding screen. Once they were seated, Yi Xinling ordered without even opening the menu, sparing her sister the agony of choice. "One order of beef buns, a bowl of zhajiang noodles, doufunao, a small bowl of lamb offal soup, red bean stuffed lvdagun, and the specialty pastry platter." “That’s too much. We won’t finish it.” Yi Xinling waved her off. “It’s fine. I’ll pack up whatever’s left and take it back for my roommates.” “Then order another serving for them.” Yi Siling frowned at her sister’s lack of manners. How could she possibly give others leftover food? Yi Xinling grinned, clearly finding her sister’s fussiness ...

Freud [I think your intel is wrong. Are you sure he lives in a place like this?]  [See for yourself.]  [Don’t tell me he lives inside a historical monument.]  Yi Siling sent over a few more photos and a short video. On a whim, she'd decided to come look at the Xie family's territory (absolutely no intention of scouting her future marital home), and had asked Yi Leling for the address. She had expected Xie Xunzhi to live in some enormous mansion tucked away in the mountains, far from the city, surrounded by water and greenery. Instead, the moment her car turned into the lane, she nearly scraped against a breakfast cart selling jianbing at the mouth of the hutong. Nothing like this could ever happen on Hong Kong Island. A wealthy man would have to be insane to put his private residence in a crowded urban district. It was enormous, though. Yi Siling narrowed her eyes, silently estimating the length of the outer wall. Two hundred meters, at least. Even she, accusto...

Freud At midnight, Yi Mansion was in complete uproar. Thankfully, the second and fourth young ladies lived in the west wing and couldn't hear a thing. If they had come out to join the commotion, there would have been no calming it down. The third young lady was away at university in Beijing, so she certainly couldn't hear either. “...What do you mean, mainlander?” Yi Kunshan frowned and scolded her helplessly. “Did I say something wrong? I agreed to let you handle the marriage arrangements, but how could you sell me off to Beijing! How much did the Xie family pay you?" Yi Siling hurled her gourd-shaped cushion at Yi Kunshan. It struck him squarely, bounced off, and landed on the floor. “Don’t tell me the Yi Family wants to expand into the mainland market, so you found the Xie Family to show you the way and then offered me up as a gift! You! Selling your own daughter! So much for your reputation!" Yi Kunshan hadn't thought he'd done anything particul...

What a nerve! She came to a foreign country as an envoy and was still throwing her weight around like that. Anyone who didn't know better would think she'd come here to start a war! He Youyuan sucked hard on his milk, cheeks puffed, and glared sideways at the back of Prickly Pineapple's head out in the hallway. Sparks practically flew from his eyes. He had drawn his sword and unsheathed his blade, only to discover that she'd come for a friendly exchange, while he was no mighty general either, just a guard stationed at the city gate. All he could do was watch through the window as the "scallion-oil-noodle diplomacy" outside proceeded in full swing. "Delicious, delicious. As expected of a Zhejiang University top student. Even plain scallion oil noodles taste better when he buys them.” Fang Zhixiao rolled a chopstickful of noodles and stuffed them into her mouth, nodding enthusiastically as she continued to lavish Su Jianlin with praise. Love rea...

Extra 3 News of Guan Zhiyi being pregnant would make the rounds two or three times a year. Every time, not long after the rumors spread, everyone would see her looking as light and graceful as ever at a press conference or on a variety show. When she wasn't pregnant, reporters were always breaking stories about her supposed pregnancy. Yet in the very year she actually was pregnant, the media didn't leak a single word. It wasn't until the baby was born, and Guan Zhiyi posted a picture on Weibo of the hands of their family of three, that everyone finally found out. Little Yiyi had really arrived this time. It was a girl, and her nickname was Ruirui. She had fair skin, big eyes, and an exceptionally adorable face. Because she was a little girl, everyone in the family doted on her. And after having her, Guan Zhiyi cut back on the time she spent filming away from home, often staying in to run wild with her daughter. Guan Yuanbai often said that Qi Chengyan was practic...