Chapter 1462 - 1439: Competing for Love and Favor!
"What the hell! Is this a confession? Does this count as a confession?!"
"Of course it is! If this isn’t a confession, what would be? Oh my god, my youth is over. I’ve had a crush on cousin Mengmeng for over a decade. I’ve liked her since we were kids, and now she’s confessing to another man!!"
"Damn it, it’s the poor who go hungry while the blessed feast. Among the three great beauties of the Ling Family, cousin Fufu has already been designated by Patriarch as Ye Huan’s fiancée! Now the third beauty, Ling Mengmeng, has actively handed Ye Huan a love letter, confessing to him! The two untouchable goddesses in the hearts of Ling Family disciples might both end up as Ye Huan’s women in the future!"
The disciples of the Ling Family in the audience were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
On ordinary days, they only felt awe and admiration for the noble, icy witch Ling Fufu, knowing she’s a lofty goddess they can’t reach, and so they never harbored any fantasies about her!
Today, with the goddess being betrothed to Ye Huan, there was only a faint sense of regret in their hearts, without much other emotion.
But Ling Mengmeng was different; born a lateral relative, she was adorable and liked by everyone, a very shy and modest girl whom they always fantasized about marrying in the future.
If Ling Fufu was the aloof goddess, then Ling Mengmeng was the adorable shy sister!
But today, Ling Mengmeng took the initiative to confess to Ye Huan!
Many Ling Family disciples felt saddened and very discontent, but they knew that discontent was all they could do.
It’s quite normal for girls to be attracted to strong men, since none of them were as strong as Ye Huan.
"Cousin Mengmeng, what do you mean by this?!" Ling Fufu wasn’t pleased in the preparation area, her slender eyebrows rose in displeasure.
Even though she didn’t want to get married, Ling Wuye publicly announced her marriage to Ye Huan.
Ling Mengmeng inserting herself at this time left her feeling extremely offended.
"Sister Fufu, sorry." Ling Mengmeng handed the love letter to Ye Huan, her pretty face slightly flushed with regret as she lightly bit her lip, saying, "I believe every girl has the right to pursue her own happiness. Let’s not mention that your marriage with Young Master Ye isn’t finalized yet. Even if you really get together with him, I will still pursue my happiness at all costs. Even if it means being an unseemly third party, I accept it."
"Girls like boys who are stronger than themselves; they hope to find security in them, hoping the boy will be a pillar of support."
"You know that when I was born, my parents died fighting for the Ling Family, leaving me lacking parental love and with an extremely insecure personality. I desperately hope to find a partner who is a bit older, has greater martial arts talent, and strength far superior to mine, becoming someone I can rely on for the rest of my life."
"Young Master Ye is exactly the most perfect partner choice in my heart; he’s handsome, robust, only six years older which isn’t too much, and his martial arts talent and strength are unmatched, with great courage and potential to become the leader of the entire Endless Deep Mountains."
"How can I not love someone as formidable as him? How can I not give everything in pursuit of him?"
Ling Mengmeng’s eyes were sincere, without concealing her view on choosing a spouse. She is quite a "materialistic" woman, hoping that her future partner will be superior to her in terms of financial status, capability, and background, allowing her to live comfortably without effort.
Now, Ye Huan is the best choice!
Ling Mengmeng was exceptionally earnest and solemn at the moment.
No one would have imagined that this usually sweet and slightly shy girl would reveal such a side.
Ling Fufu’s eyes seemed ready to spit fire; she was not jealous but felt Ling Mengmeng was blatantly disregarding her by confessing to the man who was designated as her fiancé during such a public scene.
Moreover, this girl dared to proclaim that even if Ling Fufu truly marries Ye Huan, she still would not stop pursuing him!
Ling Fufu was furious, her eyes bursting with formidable killing intent.
Ling Mengmeng met Ling Fufu’s beautiful gaze head-on, her flush face turning pale, and her legs wrapped in white lace stockings slightly trembled, clearly finding Ling Fufu’s oppressive presence too terrifying.
The disciples of the Ling Family in the audience were even more filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred!
Damn, not even married yet, and already it’s an Asura showdown over a man?!
The two goddesses of the Ling Family exhibiting such fierce animosity over the same man!
If only the contested man was themselves, that would be perfect!
But alas, such incredible fortune only belongs to the heaven-defying genius—Ye Huan!
In this critical moment, Ye Huan, whose face was as dark as Judge Bao’s, broke the strange atmosphere. He said, "Alright, both of you calm down."
"Cousin Mengmeng, thank you for your affection, but I’m already married, the grass is taken, sorry, you should consider other people, I’m not interested."
"And, Ling Fufu, you don’t have to be upset. I never said I wanted to marry you, so there’s no need to be jealous of cousin Mengmeng!"
Ye Huan, the quintessential straightforward man, spoke words that neither yielded to Ling Mengmeng’s pursuit nor stoked Ling Fufu’s anger!
"What, you mean marrying this lady is beneath you, or do you genuinely think I’m not worthy of you?!" Ling Fufu’s piercing gaze bore into Ye Huan as she grabbed his collar, gritting her teeth in interrogation!
Ye Huan’s face turned darker, speechless, "That’s not what I meant; I simply don’t have the intention to marry you!"
"So you still look down on this lady? Come on, today you must explain clearly, tell me exactly why I’m not worthy of you!" Ling Fufu’s naturally fiery temper exploded at the thought that Ye Huan deemed her unworthy.
Beside them, Ling Mengmeng pulled Ling Fufu’s hand away, glaring at her, "Sister Fufu, how can you treat Young Master Ye like that, as a girl, be a bit gentle!"
"Ling Mengmeng..."
"Enough, enough! Fighting over affections in broad daylight, how unbecoming!" Finally realizing the situation was getting out of hand, Ling Wuye, who had been enjoying the spectacle, finally spoke up, forcibly separating the hostile Ling Mengmeng and Ling Fufu several meters apart, and then he said to Ling Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, you indeed have the right to pursue Ye Huan! With such an exceptional man, which woman wouldn’t love him? Patriarch supports you!"