The Lucky Heiress

“I don’t understand, so I’m not commenting,” Wei Ruo replied.

“You don’t have to be an expert like father, just tell me whether you think it looks good or not.”

Wei Yilin insisted, he wanted to hear what Wei Ruo thought.

Feeling helpless, Wei Ruo gave an evasive reply, “If father praised it, it must be excellent.”

What’s wrong with this naughty kid? Did he want her to compliment him? Is he doing this because he’s too full?

Wei Yilin pouted, his expression filled with dissatisfaction at Wei Ruo’s response.

Wei Mingting asked Wei Yilin, “What made you want to learn the whip?” “Because Wei… Because big sister gave me this whip,” Wei Yilin answered truthfully.

Wei Mingting glanced at the whip in Wei Yilin’s hand, recognizing it as an expensive and high-quality whip.

Wei Mingting said to Wei Yilin, “This is a rare item, you should cherish it and practice well, to do justice to your sister’s hard work.”

Wei Yilin replied, “Father, I know. I’m very dedicated to my martial arts training now. Even my master praises me.”

“Hmm, this is very good, remember to stay humble and retain your learning attitude,” cautioned Wei Mingting.

“Father, rest assured, I will continue to strive and do even better. I want to become a hero, just like father!” Wei Yilin said to Wei Mingting.

This remark took Wei Mingting by surprise.

His younger son had always been a little unruly in the past, which had caused headaches for him and his wife. He had always been guilt-ridden for not guiding him due to his busy schedule.

He didn’t expect such a drastic change in his son.

After a while, Wei Mingting reached out and gently patted Wei Yilin’s head, “Study hard.”

Although it was just a simple three-word phrase, it communicated Wei Mingting’s approval and encouragement for his youngest son’s aspirations.

Wei Yilin couldn’t help but feel very happy and a little shy, his face even became slightly red.

As he grew up, he had never been so acknowledged by his father before.

Next, Wei Mingting turned to look at Wei Ruo, “Ruoruo, you’ve made a great effort.”

Wei Ruo hastened to explain, “It’s something the seventh prince gifted me before, I had no use for it and simply gave it to Yilin.”

Wei Mingting responded with proud relief, “Ruoruo, don’t be so modest. It’s not just about the gift, what’s more important is the caring love you showed Yilin.

You encouraged Yilin to learn martial arts and gifted him the whip. You understand Yilin far better than I, his father.”

Encouraging Wei Yilin to practice martial arts and giving him the whip were Wei Ruo’s ideas. Each action demonstrated Wei Ruo’s heartfelt intentions.

We have now seen that all Wei Ruo did was indeed correct.

Wei Ruo:…

Actually, she simply didn’t have anything to gift him. She only gave the whip to

Wei Yilin because she had no use for it. She never had any expectations for Wei Yilin.

Wei Ruo never expected Wei Yilin to change this way.

Who would have known that he would endure the tough training, not only swallowing the bitterness, but also falling in love with martial arts. Listening to Wei Mingting’s praise for Wei Ruo, Wei Yilin pondered. After a while, he also said to Wei Ruo, “Thank you, big sister.” Although he still felt somewhat dissatisfied with Wei Ruo—she always had a cold face around him and was also quite sharp-tongued—Wei Yilin felt that he could understand what his father meant. He could see Wei Ruo’s sisterly love for him, and she indeed helped him learn skills and gain his father’s praise. “You don’t have to thank me. It’s all due to your own efforts,” Wei Ruo replied. Staying silent, she thought to herself: As long as you don’t bother me in the future, that would be great!

Wei Mingting, with a tender expression, watched the two siblings. The three of them stayed in the courtyard for a while and chatted. Wei Mingting then invited them to have tea and refreshments at Cangyun Garden. During the tea, Wei Mingting mentioned the West Mountain Village, where he and Wei Ruo had previously stayed.

“I went to visit them the other day. The village chief said that everyone missed you and remembered the delicious dishes you cooked for them.”

Not to mention the villagers, even Wei Mingting and the soldiers who had also tasted Wei Ruo’s dishes were remembering the delicious meals she cooked. Wei Yilin looked at Wei Ruo in surprise, “You can cook?”

Before Wei Ruo could answer, Wei Mingting responded on her behalf, “Your big sister’s cooking is the best I’ve ever tasted.”

Wei Yilin was stunned, “It’s even more delicious than Sister Wanwan’s Osmanthus cake?”

In Wei Yilin’s heart, the Osmanthus cake made by his sister Wanwan was the most delicious cake he had ever eaten.

“On the matter of cooking skills, your second sister indeed falls short of your big sister,” Wei Mingting stated objectively.

Wei Yilin found it hard to believe this, but he knew his father would not lie. How good could Wei Qingruo’s cooking skills be? Wei Yilin couldn’t help but feel curious.

Therefore, he spent a while looking at Wei Ruo with skeptical eyes. Wei Ruo ignored his probing gaze and continued to ask Wei Mingting, “How is life for the villagers in West Mountain Village now? Can they make it through this year in peace?”

Wei Mingting said, “Life is certainly going to be tough. Not just for the villagers, but even some families in the county town that usually manage to get by, they are also not going to have an easy time this year.”

Even the Wei family was significantly affected by the weather. They have been reliant on the support of the Loyal and Righteous Duke Residence in the capital city to maintain their daily expenses.

“As long as they can get through, that’s good. After this year, they can work hard again and farm their lands, and times will get better,” Wei Ruo said.

“I hope so,” responded Wei Mingting, hoping that the weather next year would be better to provide some respite for the people.

Wei Mingting continued, “Ruoruo, you don’t have to worry too much. You have already done a lot to help them. In Xingshan County, countless people have benefitted from your kindness and are extremely grateful to you.” Wei Mingting had some free time recently and thus visited various places. Initially, he wanted to learn about the living conditions of the people after the disaster. However, he unexpectedly found that his daughter was more popular among the people. Many people referred to him as “Miss Wei’s father”, and there were also many who inquired about his daughter.

At that time, Wei Mingting felt an unprecedented sense of pride in his heart—the pride of a father.

For the first time in his life, he felt such pride as a father.

However, he didn’t want his daughter to feel too much pressure regarding this matter. She should just do her best. After all, she’s a woman, how much can she truly change in these difficult times?

“I just did what I thought was right,” Wei Ruo answered.

Sitting by their side and listening to their conversation, Wei Yilin slowly realized that Wei Ruo seemed much more formidable than he had imagined. After finishing their refreshments, Wei Ruo and Wei Yilin left Cangyun Garden together.

Upon leaving the courtyard gate, Wei Ruo quickened her pace, intentionally trying to distance herself from Wei Yilin.

However, Wei Yilin raced up, calling out to Wei Ruo, “Wait for “What do you want?” asked Wei Ruo, her tone impatient.

Seeing Wei Ruo’s expression, Wei Yilin felt frustrated. He puffed out his cheeks, confronting Wei Ruo, “Why are you so impatient with me? You clearly care a lot about me.. Can’t you show a little gentleness?”

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