Shi Fa Ke was stunned for a moment, subconsciously swallowing once, “For… for me?”

“Mm.” Lu Chi continued to lower his eyes and leisurely peel grapes, his movements appearing unhurried, but soon he had peeled another one and placed it in the dish in front of Shi Fa Ke.

Having received a definite answer, Shi Fa Ke immediately smiled with her eyes crinkling, picked one up and put it in her mouth, infinitely satisfied.

After eating several in succession, Shi Fa Ke finally remembered the main business and cleared her throat, saying: “Actually, I didn’t tell you the full story behind this marriage proposal earlier because I was worried that if Miss Zhu had mistaken the person, it wouldn’t end well. But after Miss Zhu saw you in my kitchen that day, she became extremely excited, saying she absolutely couldn’t have mistaken the person, and was certain you were the young man who saved her back then.”

Lu Chi shook his head, firmly denying it, “It wasn’t me.”

Shi Fa Ke ate grapes while watching him peel them, observing silently for a while before suddenly reaching out her hand and, with lightning speed, caught his wrist.

“Mm?” Being unexpectedly grabbed by her, Lu Chi froze for a moment, as if his pressure points had been struck, his entire body becoming motionless.

Shi Fa Ke turned his hand around, then saw a peculiarly shaped tattoo on the inside of his left hand. Looking closely, it was indeed as Zhu Yanyan had described—something that looked like a dragon but wasn’t a dragon, like a snake but wasn’t a snake.

“Do you truly not remember anything at all?” Shi Fa Ke raised her head, looking at him meaningfully.

“I am not the young man who saved Miss Zhu that you speak of, so how could I remember any past events?” Lu Chi also looked at her, sighing almost helplessly, pointedly reminding her, “After all, I am a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken.”

Shi Fa Ke immediately thought of that innocent powder-colored dish that had been shattered, and for a moment became somewhat uncertain.

However, Zhu Yanyan was certain it was him, and he did have the tattoo that Zhu Yanyan had described on his hand.

Where exactly had things gone wrong?

“But according to Miss Zhu, the tattoo on your hand is exactly the same as the one on the young man who saved her back then,” Shi Fa Ke looked at him, probing.

Lu Chi’s eyebrows suddenly jumped, he lowered his eyes to glance at the somewhat bothersome tattoo on his wrist, and suddenly everything became clear in his mind.

In this world, there were only two people with the same tattoo as his—his unreliable father and his brother with the strange personality.

Although his father had always been unreliable, with mother watching over him, he certainly wouldn’t dare to act recklessly, so then… it must be his brother with the strange personality.

Tsk tsk, he hadn’t expected that his sanctimonious brother with the strange personality had actually gotten involved in such a romantic scandal.

Lu Chi looked at Shi Fa Ke steadily, then turned his head away, snorting lightly, “Sorry, I have no recollection of this matter. Could it be that Miss Zhu, seeing that I’m good-looking, fell in love with me at first sight, so she made up this story of a hero saving a beauty? After all, storybooks are written this way too.”

Shi Fa Ke’s mouth twitched. This person could now calmly say that he was good-looking… Also, he really had read many storybooks!

“Why aren’t you speaking?” Not hearing her respond for a long time, Lu Chi turned back to look at her and asked.

…She didn’t know how to respond.

“Am I wrong?” Lu Chi raised an eyebrow.

Everything was wrong!

“Am I not good-looking?” Lu Chi said with a confused expression, slowly pulling out a smile that could topple nations and cities.

Shi Fa Ke subconsciously swallowed, good-looking, good-looking!

“So good-looking that you can’t bear to let go of me?” Lu Chi continued with a smile.

Huh?

Shi Fa Ke was stunned for a moment, only then belatedly realizing that she had been holding Lu Chi’s hand without letting go. For some reason, her face suddenly flushed red, and as if burned, she hurriedly released his hand.

Lu Chi lowered his head to rub his wrist. Because of peeling grapes, his hands were still sticky. He casually took a cloth towel nearby and wiped his hands, as if not noticing Shi Fa Ke’s momentary discomfort, saying nonchalantly: “I have a day off tomorrow.”

“Mm?”

“I observed the stars last night, and tomorrow’s weather should be quite good. Why don’t we go for a spring outing?” Lu Chi threw the cloth towel aside and propped his chin up, looking melancholy, “If we don’t go for a spring outing soon, it will be summer.”

Shi Fa Ke was bewitched by his melancholy expression and almost agreed, but fortunately came to her senses at the critical moment and firmly refused.

What spring outing! She was here to discuss marriage!

Lu Chi immediately showed a disappointed expression.

“Let’s still talk about Miss Zhu’s matter…” Shi Fa Ke tried to steer the conversation back on track.

“Being good-looking isn’t my fault, but I can’t acknowledge responsibility just because the young lady from the Zhu family has inexplicably fabricated a past out of thin air.” Lu Chi said with an indifferent expression.

Shi Fa Ke’s mouth twitched. Since Lu Chi had said such shameless words, what else could she do? It seemed today would mostly end in failure.

However, in reality, Shi Fa Ke believed that Zhu Yanyan wasn’t the type to speak carelessly, while Lu Chi was very suspicious. She always felt he was hiding something from her, but since he insisted he was a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken… what could she do?!

Shi Fa Ke silently took a deep breath. She was a professional matchmaker, naturally she couldn’t get angry with him.

Having eaten from someone, her mouth was soft, so she couldn’t force him to answer, and as a qualified matchmaker, her professional ethics wouldn’t allow her to do so. Shi Fa Ke felt her career seemed to be facing an unprecedented challenge.

Facing the impervious Lu Chi, Shi Fa Ke unsurprisingly returned empty-handed… though she did eat quite a few grapes.

Walking home with a heavy heart, she saw a very familiar carriage at her front door… Wasn’t this the Zhu family’s carriage? Could it be that Zhu Yanyan had come again?

While pondering, she saw Zhu Yanyan’s wet nurse get down from the carriage, holding a very familiar clay pot in her hands.

…It looked exactly like the row of clay pots displayed on the kitchen shelf in Lu Chi’s house.

“Miss Shi, you’ve finally returned.” The wet nurse said with a beaming smile, handing her the clay pot, “This is porridge that my young lady specially made for you. Your brother said you weren’t home, so I waited for you for quite a while.”

Shi Fa Ke silently accepted the very familiar clay pot… Could it be just coincidental? And obviously the porridge could have been left at her house, but waiting specifically for her like this, it probably wasn’t just for delivering porridge.

Sure enough, after handing her the porridge pot, the wet nurse smiled again and asked earnestly, “I wonder how the marriage proposal entrusted to you earlier went?”

Hearing this, Shi Fa Ke let out a long sigh.

The wet nurse immediately became nervous, “What happened?”

“Young Master Lu said that Yanyan mistook the person,” Shi Fa Ke said with a troubled expression.