"But..." Pei Xuan was still puzzled. "Your sister is only thirteen. Even if we're engaged, shouldn't the law keep us from turning fifteen?"
"Master Pei, if you agree now, we can all keep it to ourselves." Duan Shuming explained patiently, "As for the formal engagement ceremony, it won't be too late to hold it when Miaomiao turns fifteen."
In other words, this was a verbal agreement that could be rescinded at any time. Pei Xuan naturally agreed without hesitation: "Then I would like to thank my father-in-law and my second uncle for their help."
The matter was settled, and the three of them laughed in relief.
Duan Shuming winked at Pei Xuan and said ambiguously, "Miaomiao is waiting for you in her room upstairs. Go talk to her and tell her about the engagement."
Pei Xuan couldn't help but glance at Duan Zhengqing at Duan Shuming's overly obvious hint, and found that he looked calm, as if he hadn't heard it at all, which was obviously a tacit approval.
Pei Xuan stood up and walked upstairs, feeling almost as if he was being forced to rape their daughter and sister.
Due to the law that the direct descendants of the eight great families cannot intermarry, there are only two good choices for a direct descendant lady like Duan Miaomiao. One is to marry the crown prince and become the queen in the future. The position of the crown princess in this generation has been taken away by the eldest daughter of the Chai family, Chai Rongye, who is also Chai Rongxu's biological sister.
Duan Zhengqing was furious about this and blamed his wife Chen Yanwan for giving birth to their daughter too late and thus failing to marry the prince.
The second option is to marry the heir of a second-rate family, which is also the way out for most daughters of legitimate families.
However, the ambitious Duan Zhengqing naturally did not want to consider this option.
Instead, he turned his attention to Pei Xuan, who was a rare commodity.
He felt that by marrying his daughter to Pei Xuan, he could, on the one hand, win over Pei and seek credit in front of the Crown Prince, and on the other hand, allow his daughter to become the future mistress of the Pei family, which was like killing two birds with one stone.
Unfortunately, his plan to target Pei Xuan ended in vain.
Duan Miaomiao's door was not locked, so Pei Xuan pushed it open gently and walked in.
Her boudoir is dominated by cool colors, and almost every wall is lined with bookshelves filled with various books.
It seems that Duan Miaomiao is a literary girl who is very consistent with her appearance.
Duan Miaomiao was absent-mindedly reading a novel at the desk. When she saw Pei Xuan come in, she quickly stood up and clasped her hands nervously in front of her.
"I just talked to your father and brother," Pei Xuan walked up to Duan Miaomiao and said straight to the point, "They asked me to come up and tell you that you and I are engaged."
Duan Miaomiao's face quickly turned red, but she was not very surprised: "I know, they told me in advance."
Today, Duan Miaomiao did not let her long hair down. Instead, she tied it into two exquisite ponytails, one hanging on the left and one on the right, making her look less mature and more like a thirteen-year-old little girl. Pei Xuan was very moved by the sight.
"Really?" Pei Xuan couldn't help but reach out and hold Duan Miaomiao's ponytail in his hand and started playing with it. "Then are you willing to get engaged to me?"
"I..." Duan Miaomiao hesitated for a few times, "I'm not unwilling."
There was no reluctance, and this was enough for Pei Xuan.
Although he had no intention of marrying Duan Miaomiao, he was very interested in asserting his rights as a fiancé in bed.
However, before that, Pei Xuan was still cautious and asked the system whether there were any cameras or other equipment in the room.
After a quick check, the system replied that there was none. Pei Xuan felt relieved and secretly surprised at the arrogance of the Duan family father and son.
The fact that they did not leave any tricks in Duan Miaomiao's room showed that they believed Pei Xuan was completely under their control and there was no need to add unnecessary trouble.
Pei Xuan returned to Duan Miaomiao's side, took the initiative and sat on the chair in front of the desk. Then he pulled Duan Miaomiao into his arms without any hesitation and let her sit sideways on his thighs.
His right hand wrapped around Duan Miaomiao's slender waist, and his left hand gathered the ends of Duan Miaomiao's two ponytails together and held them tightly.
Duan Miaomiao, whose whole body was embraced by Pei Xuan, lowered her head habitually, her face flushed as she placed her hands weakly on Pei Xuan's chest, looking like she was asking for whatever she wanted and accepting everything submissively.
Pei Xuan proudly leaned close to her ear and gently licked the small and delicate earlobe, causing the girl in his arms to scream and tremble uncontrollably.
"Have you ever been in love?" Pei Xuan asked softly in Duan Miaomiao's ear, "Have you ever liked someone?"
"No... I've never been in a relationship." Duan Miaomiao answered hesitantly, "Does the person I like... in novels count?"
Unexpectedly, this literary girl is also a 2D dream girl.
Pei Xuan chuckled and asked curiously, "Forget it, who have you liked?"
Duan Miaomiao lowered her head even lower, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "A lot... a lot..."
This answer really surprised Pei Xuan. He thought that Duan Miaomiao, who looked very innocent, had only liked one or two paper dolls at most.
Pei Xuan raised his eyebrows and said with a deliberately stern face: "Bitch."
Duan Miaomiao usually reads classical literature and has never heard such straightforward and vulgar words.
She was shocked and frightened when she heard it. She trembled and stammered, "... No... I don't... It's not..."
"What do you mean?" Pei Xuan interrupted Duan Miaomiao's incoherent self-defense. "I don't care what you did in the past, but from now on, I'm your fiancé. You can only flirt with me. Do you understand?"
Duan Miaomiao trembled again as if she had been electrocuted, "I understand..."
Pei Xuan asked bluntly, "What do you understand?"
Duan Miaomiao really didn't want to say that word, so she could only answer tactfully: "From now on, I will be wholeheartedly devoted to you, Brother Xuan..."
"Did I say that?" Pei Xuan said with a cold face, "Say it again!"
Duan Miaomiao was startled this time. She almost cried and said through gritted teeth, "From...from now on, I can only be...sexy...sexy to Brother Xuan!"
Under the threat of Pei Xuan's gaze, Duan Miaomiao finally shouted out the word desperately.
After saying this, Duan Miaomiao felt much more relaxed and her tears retreated.
"I understand." Pei Xuan also smiled with satisfaction, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, "Then you can flirt with me now."
"ah?"
Duan Miaomiao could hardly believe her ears, and could not understand Pei Xuan's words. She asked tremblingly, "Why... why are you so horny?"
"A wife has the obligation to serve her husband, and as my fiancée, you also have the obligation to serve me." Pei Xuan deliberately frowned and said seriously, "Don't you understand this? Don't you know how to serve a man?"