Chapter 9 Jiang Yingxue's Attitude

Chen Feng was not one to disdain good fortune.

He knew full well the vast chasm between himself and Jiang Yingxue; he was a fallen pauper, while she, a top-tier heiress from the Imperial Capital. The disparity in their social statuses was, simply put, immense.

But the issue was, Chen Feng genuinely didn't know the whereabouts of the marriage contract.

"Brother..." his sister Chen Ning, cradled in his arms, suddenly murmured, "Before our parents died, they buried an iron box in our courtyard... It seemed to be something they left for you... Could the marriage contract be inside that iron box?"

Hearing this, Chen Feng showed a look of surprise, "Ah? There really is such a thing? But... that house, I've already sold it..."

Lin Churan's brows knitted slightly as she turned to the elderly man in traditional attire beside her, "Song, find out who bought that house and buy it back immediately."

"Yes."

The man in traditional attire made a phone call, and in less than a minute, he nodded and said, "We have reacquired the Chen Family's old house for you."

Before Chen Feng and Chen Ning could speak, Lin Churan urged, "Don't waste any more time, hurry up and find that marriage contract."

So, the group left the Xuntian Office and took a car to the city center.

In the most bustling area of the city center stood an incredibly luxurious villa.

This was the old residence of the Chen Family, where the family lived when they were in their heyday.

After the Chen Family's downfall, their billion-dollar estate evaporated into nothing, and their parents were tormented to death, leaving the siblings with only this old house.

Seeing the house restored to him, Chen Feng couldn't help but be overwhelmed with emotion.

However, he didn't have the time to dwell on his feelings.

Under Lin Churan's incessant prodding, Chen Feng, wielding a shovel, dug up an iron box in the courtyard. On the outside of the box was a piece of sealed paper inscribed with "For my grandson Chen Feng to open" in six characters.

Upon opening the box, Chen Feng's eyes fell upon not one, but nine marriage contracts.

Each contract bore the name of a different girl.

And the groom's name on all of them was uniformly Chen Feng.

"This..." Chen Feng was dumbfounded. He hadn't anticipated that it was all real, that his grandfather had indeed arranged for him nine betrotheds. To find these nine people and retrieve the tokens in their possession would surely not be an easy task!

"What? You actually have so many marriage contracts?" Seeing this, Lin Churan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she was utterly shocked. The next moment, she coldly huffed, "Scumbag! You must be kept away from Yingxue!"

Chen Feng rummaged through the nine marriage contracts and finally found the one between himself and Jiang Yingxue. He handed it to Lin Churan, "Check this, is it the one?"

After looking it over, Lin Churan nodded, "Hmm, come with me to see Mengxue and annul the engagement face to face."

But Chen Feng asked, "Can it wait a moment?"

"Are you having second thoughts?" Lin Churan's expression chilled slightly, ready to make Chen Feng pay if he dared reneged on his word.

Chen Feng explained, "No, I won't go back on my word, it's just that my sister, she's injured. I have to brew these medicinal herbs for her. Just wait for me a bit longer, I'll be quick."

Then, Chen Feng took Chen Ning back into the villa.

Chen Feng selected the medicinal ingredients carefully and, using the medical skills he inherited, processed them into a fresh pot of medicinal soup.

He then spoon-fed the soup to Chen Ning, spoonful by spoonful.

After drinking the medicine, Chen Ning's complexion grew much rosier.

"Sister, you rest at home. I'm going to meet Miss Jiang and annul the marriage contract," Chen Feng said, patting Chen Ning's head, before heading out with the marriage contract to meet Jiang Yingxue at the villa by Yanhui Lakeshore.

Jiang Yingxue greeted Chen Feng's arrival with a warm and welcoming smile, "Chen Feng, you're here."

"Miss Jiang," Chen Feng greeted her with polite restraint, not allowing their marriage contract to alter his demeanor toward her.

"Thank you for your assistant's help in redeeming my family home. How much did it cost to buy back? I may not have money now, but I can write you an IOU and pay you back when I do," Chen Feng said.

Jiang Yingxue chuckled lightly, shaking her head as she spoke, "Don't worry about it. Consider it compensation for treating my injuries."

Lin Churan grew increasingly disapproving of Chen Feng, particularly during his conversation with Jiang Yingxue. Turning up her nose, she reminded them, "Enough with the chit-chat, let's get down to business. You two need to cancel this engagement now."

Chen Feng laid the marriage contract on the table and looked at Jiang Yingxue, "Miss Jiang, this marriage contract was found among my parents' possessions. How should we go about canceling it?"

Jiang Yingxue gazed steadily at the contract, her beautiful eyes blinking and with an impassive tone, she spoke, "I'm not sure either..."

"Let's do this, I'll hold on to the marriage contract for now and I'll ask my grandmother later about how to deal with it," she continued.

Then, Jiang Yingxue neatly folded the marriage contract and tucked it away.

While her actions seemed reasonable and revealed no clear stance, Lin Churan, as Jiang Yingxue's close friend, instantly sensed that Yingxue didn't seem very willing to dissolve the marriage contract.

Lin Churan had thought that Chen Feng might not be so easily content with annulling the contract,

y et to her surprise, it was Chen Feng who was forthright about it, while Jiang Yingxue was the one being vague.

Unable to hide her impatience, Lin Churan stamped her foot and tugged on Jiang Yingxue's arm, "Yingxue, come with me for a moment!"