469: Chapter 469 Proposing Marriage

Su Yingxue's execution capability had never been in doubt.

Having agreed to invite a matchmaker to the house, she had everything properly arranged by the next day.

The most famous professional matchmaker in Lingyuan Empire City was surnamed Liu, in her fifties, with very shrewd eyes and a slick, smooth tongue.

As soon as Su Yingxue stated the purpose of her visit, matchmaker Liu immediately patted her chest in guarantee: "Leave it to me!"

That afternoon, matchmaker Liu brought gifts and visited the Wansheng Chamber of Commerce.

By dusk, she returned beaming with joy.

"President Wan is extremely happy! He said he hopes we can meet and discuss it tomorrow!"

Matchmaker Liu reported with a chuckle, the joy on her face even denser than that of Su Yingxue and the others.

"As soon as I mentioned Young Master Lin's name, President Wan's eyes lit up!"

"Between the lines, it was entirely the sentiment of 'our Wan family couldn't ask for a better match for this marriage'."

The living room instantly became lively.

Qiao Feifei was the first to clap and cheer: "It's settled, it's settled!"

Bai Ling jumped up and spun around: "It's too smooth!"

Su Yingxue leaned against the back of her chair, a trace of small smugness on her face that seemed to say See, didn't I tell you so.

She turned her head to look in the direction of the Cultivate room, waiting for Lin Yun to come out of the Cultivate room.

That night when Lin Yun returned to the master bedroom, Su Yingxue stuck close to him at the first instance.

She told him every detail of the news matchmaker Liu brought back.

At the end, she tilted her chin up and added: "How is it? Wasn't I right?"

Looking at her little expression of fishing for praise, Lin Yun couldn't help smiling and rubbing the top of her head:

"You're amazing."

Being rubbed so comfortably, Su Yingxue squinted her eyes and smoothly leaned into his arms, muttering:

"Then shouldn't there be a reward tonight?"

Lin Yun looked down at her, the arc of his lips deepening a bit more:

"What reward do you want?"

Su Yingxue didn't answer, just tiptoed closer to his ear and whispered a few words.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yun swept her up horizontally in his arms.

Qiao Feifei let out an "oh" from the side, but before she could finish speaking, she was dragged into the crowd by Bai Ling.

That night, the lights in the master bedroom stayed bright until dawn.

Su Yingxue's smugness infected everyone's emotions, making the commotion even livelier than last night.

At dawn the next day, everyone bathed, changed clothes, and got themselves neatly tidied up.

The chosen people to go to the Wan family this time were Lin Yun, Su Yingxue, Fei Xue, Feiying, Ruozao, and Lu Shan—six in total.

The rest of the sisters stayed at home to continue "harassing" Jasmine and the others.

After all, the progress over there couldn't fall behind either.

Everyone performed their respective duties in an orderly manner.

The Wan family's residence was located on the east side of Lingyuan Empire City, covering a considerable area with a grand and imposing courtyard gate.

At the entrance, two exotic beast sculptures were meticulously carved. The vermillion lacquer gates stood wide open, with neatly dressed attendants standing on both sides.

As soon as Lin Yun's group appeared at the street corner, President Wan personally came out to welcome them.

He was middle-aged, slightly plump in build, with a kindly face and a pair of shrewd yet smooth eyes.

Seeing Lin Yun, the smile on his face instantly blossomed like a flower:

"Young Master Lin! Young Master Lin, your honorable presence brings great light to my humble home, please forgive me for not welcoming you from afar! Please come in, please come in!"

He was as enthusiastic as if he had seen his long-lost biological son, personally leading everyone into the estate.

Crossing the front hall and walking through the covered corridors, the group was led into the main hall.

Refreshments had long been prepared; freshly brewed spiritual tea curled with fragrant steam, and fruit platters and pastries filled an entire table.

President Wan personally poured tea for Lin Yun, his tone carrying an irrepressible joy:

"For Young Master Lin to take a fancy to my humble daughter is the great fortune of our Wan family."

"This marriage is something our entire family couldn't ask for!"

As he spoke, his gaze periodically fell upon Lin Yun, looking more and more satisfied the more he saw.

Forty-eight years old, Sixth Order Completion, sweeping ten opponents in reverse during the Friendship Tournament, a guaranteed Ninth Order King-tier powerhouse in the future.

Finding a son-in-law like this would be impossible even with a lantern in hand.

Holding his teacup, Lin Yun maintained a mild and courteous attitude:

"President Wan flatters me."

"This Junior harbors deep admiration for your esteemed daughter and rashly asked a matchmaker to propose. If there is any presumption, I ask the President to please forgive me."

President Wan waved his hands repeatedly:

"Not presumptuous at all, not presumptuous at all! Young Master Lin is young, promising, and upright in character. For you to take a fancy to our Zhiyi is her blessing!"

Saying this, he turned his head and instructed the maid beside him:

"Quickly go invite the Young Miss out."

The maid acknowledged the order and left.

Before long, footsteps came from the side door.

A pale green figure appeared at the doorway.

Today, Zhiyi wore a pale green long dress, her long hair reaching her waist, adorned only with a plain silver hairpin.

She was indeed very pretty.

Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, her features exquisite, and she stood there quietly like someone walking straight out of a painting.

But her expression was not as joyful as President Wan's.

Her gaze swept across the guests filling the hall, finally landing on Lin Yun.

That gaze carried scrutiny, appraisal, and a trace of imperceptible resistance.

Lin Yun noticed her expression and understood clearly in his heart.

This young lady was not willing.

Zhiyi walked to President Wan's side and bowed slightly in salute:

"Daughter greets Father."

She then nodded slightly toward Lin Yun and his group, her tone peaceful yet carrying clear alienation:

"Greetings, Young Master Lin. Greetings, esteemed madams."

President Wan took her hand, full of smiles:

"Zhiyi, this is Young Master Lin."

"Young Master Lin is young, promising, and possesses peerless talent. In the future, he will surely achieve great things."

"Father has already agreed to this marriage for you."

Zhiyi's eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly.

She raised her head to look at President Wan, her voice not loud but carrying a stubbornness deep in her bones:

"Father, Daughter has never met Young Master Lin before. Today is the very first time we meet."

"For Father to have Daughter decide her lifelong event just like this, Daughter is unwilling."

President Wan's smile stiffened slightly.

He looked at Zhiyi, then at Lin Yun, the joy on his face visibly fading by a few shades:

"Zhiyi, what kind of words are these?"

"Young Master Lin's family background and character are outstanding in every aspect. Countless people beg for a marriage like this, how can you..."

Zhiyi interrupted him, her tone still calm, yet carrying a firmness that could not be ignored:

"Father, Daughter knows Young Master Lin is very good."

"But Daughter does not want to marry someone she has only met once."

"Daughter hopes her marriage is one of mutual affection."

"Not a transaction decided for Daughter by Father."

After she finished speaking, the entire main hall fell silent for a brief moment.

President Wan's expression completely darkened.

He opened his mouth, about to flare up, but Lin Yun spoke up a step ahead.

He put down his teacup with a gentle tone:

"President Wan, please calm your anger."

"Miss Zhiyi speaks with reason."

He turned his head to look at Zhiyi, his gaze candid and warm:

"Miss Zhiyi is right, a lifelong matter indeed should not be done hastily."

"This Junior came today wishing to make your acquaintance, Miss, rather than to force a marriage."

"If Miss feels it is forced, this marriage can be temporarily put aside."

"We can start as friends, get along slowly, and understand each other gradually."

"If Miss feels it is suitable in the future, it won't be too late to talk about marriage then."

"If Miss consistently feels it is unsuitable, I will harbor no complaints whatsoever."