470: Chapter 470 Did Not Succeed

Lin Yun's words were sincere and frank, without the slightest hint of anger at having lost Face.

Zhiyi froze for a moment.

She had originally prepared herself to argue with her father to the bitter end, and had even thought of the worst-case scenario.

But she hadn't expected Lin Yun to take the initiative to bail her out.

She looked into Lin Yun's gentle eyes, then at her father beside him, who had a bellyful of words but nowhere to vent after being stopped by Lin Yun.

The tense resistance deep in her heart quietly loosened a fraction.

Su Yingxue stood up at the right moment, walked over to Zhiyi, and reached out to gently take her hand.

Her movements were gentle and natural, and her tone carried a sisterly warmth:

"Sister Zhiyi, don't be nervous."

"We are not here to force you."

"My husband is right, this kind of thing cannot be rushed."

"If you feel it's not appropriate right now, we can be friends first."

"We can occasionally have tea and chat together. It won't be too late to talk about it once we get to know each other."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Chairman Wan, her smile gentle and sweet:

"Chairman Wan, you don't need to be anxious either."

"Fate is something that cannot be forced. It's best to let nature take its course."

Chairman Wan watched this scene, then looked at Lin Yun's gentle profile, and then at his daughter's visibly softened expression.

In the end, he could only sigh and swallow the harsh words he had yet to speak.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said with a touch of helplessness:

"Since Young Master Lin has said so, it would not be right for this old man to force it any further."

"Then we will do as Young Master Lin says and be friends first."

"As for the future, we can talk about it when the time comes."

Zhiyi pursed her lips, lowered her head, and said softly:

"Thank you, Young Master Lin."

Lin Yun smiled and shook his head:

"You are too polite, Lady Zhiyi."

The atmosphere in the main hall eased once again.

Chairman Wan invited everyone to have tea and snacks. Although he still felt somewhat unwilling in his heart, his Face had regained its smile.

Zhiyi was pulled by Su Yingxue to sit beside her, and the two spoke in low voices.

Zhiyi's expression gradually softened from her initial aloofness.

Looking at the scene before him, the corners of Lin Yun's mouth curved slightly.

No rush.

Take it slow.

...

When Lin Yun's group returned to the Lin residence, the living room was already packed with people.

Seeing them return, they immediately hurried forward to greet them:

"How did it go? Did it work out?"

Su Yingxue looked at the room full of sparkling eyes and shook her head with a smile:

"It didn't work out."

Everyone froze in unison.

The smile on Yun Shu's Face stiffened for a moment:

"It didn't work out? How could it not work out? Wasn't Chairman Wan quite willing?"

Su Yingxue walked over to her seat, sat down, took a sip of tea, and then spoke unhurriedly:

"Chairman Wan was indeed quite willing, wishing he could settle the marriage on the spot."

"But Zhiyi herself was unwilling."

"She said she didn't want to marry someone she had only met once, and hoped her marriage would be based on mutual affection."

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Then Liu Rumei was the first to burst out laughing: "She has a mind of her own! Good!"

The other sisters also chimed in:

"A sister like this is great! She has her own convictions and doesn't blindly follow her parents' arrangements!"

"It is indeed good. When our husband marries, he should marry a girl with a mind of her own like this."

"If she were the type to just go along with whatever her parents arranged without any opinions of her own, it would actually be boring."

An Yirou said with some emotion:

"And she dared to say 'unwilling' right to her father's Face. That kind of backbone isn't something everyone has."

Su Yingxue set down her teacup and swept her gaze across everyone's Faces:

"So our task is even clearer now."

"Chairman Wan's side is already taken care of. The key lies in Zhiyi's own attitude."

"As long as she is willing, this marriage is as good as done."

Qiao Feifei slapped the table:

"Isn't that simple! We just need to invite her out more often, spend more time together, and let her see how wonderful our husband is!"

Bai Ling agreed:

"Yes, yes, yes! After spending enough time together, she will naturally fall for him!"

"There hasn't been a single woman who, after spending time with our husband, didn't develop feelings for him."

She spoke with such absolute confidence that the entire room burst into laughter.

Su Yingxue nodded with a smile:

"Then it's settled."

"We'll invite Zhiyi out for tea again in a couple of days."

"Step by step, no rush."

Everyone chimed in agreement, and the living room was once again filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Meanwhile, at the Wan Family estate.

After Lin Yun's group left, Chairman Wan sat in the main hall, holding his cold teacup with a look of helplessness on his Face.

He looked toward the entrance, then turned to look at Zhiyi. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

In the end, he only let out a sigh: "You child..."

Zhiyi lowered her head and remained silent.

Chairman Wan set down his teacup, his tone softening slightly: "Father isn't forcing you."

"But Young Master Lin is indeed a rare and excellent candidate. If you miss this chance, you might never meet anyone better in the future."

Zhiyi looked up, her voice quiet but firm: "Father, I know Young Master Lin is very good."

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

"No matter how good he is, I must get to know him first before speaking of marriage."

Chairman Wan stared at her stubborn expression and remained silent for a long moment.

In the end, he waved his hand: "Alright, alright, go on back."

"Father won't force you."

"But don't give them the cold shoulder either. Get along well and don't neglect your manners."

Zhiyi curtsied slightly: "Your daughter understands."

She turned and walked out of the main hall at an unhurried pace, passing through the corridors and across the courtyard, returning to her own small courtyard.

The moment the courtyard gate closed, the calm expression on her Face instantly collapsed.

She leaned against the door, letting out a long breath.

Her personal maid, Zhaozhao, quickly ran up to greet her, her Face full of curiosity and excitement:

"Young Miss, Young Miss! How was it? Did you see Young Master Lin?"

Zhiyi nodded.

Zhaozhao's eyes instantly lit up:

"Is he exceptionally handsome? Exceptionally elegant?"

"I heard from the people in the front yard that Young Master Lin is incredibly handsome and very gentle with others..."

She fired off a barrage of questions, leaving Zhiyi somewhat overwhelmed.

Zhiyi walked over to sit on a stone stool, placing her hands on her lap, her tone carrying a trace of complex emotion:

"Zhaozhao, I refused."

Zhaozhao's smile froze on her Face:

"Refused? Young Miss, you refused?"

Her eyes widened as if she couldn't believe her ears:

"But that's Lin Yun!"

"He swept ten opponents in reverse in the Friendship Tournament, reached Sixth Order Completion at forty-eight, and is a guaranteed future Ninth Order King-level powerhouse!"

"And I heard he is extremely gentle to his wives, and the dozens of sisters in the Lin family's inner court live in perfect harmony!"

"You couldn't find a second husband like him even if you searched with a lantern!"

"Young Miss, how could you refuse!"

Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh, amused by her agitated state:

"Why are you so excited?"

"It's not like you're the one marrying him."

"Of course I'm excited!" Zhaozhao stamped her feet in anxiety.

"Young Miss, do you know how many people out there have their eyes on Young Master Lin?"

"I heard that in just this past half month, several families have sent people to the Lin residence to pass along their interest."

"They all want to marry their daughters to him."

"But look at you, Young Miss. They came to propose, and you just rejected them right back."