Reborn Heiress: Seeking Revenge-Chapter 493 Various Thoughts (4)_1

A woman like An Ya is simply not worthy of me.

"Alright, go and invite An Ya over," Ye An said indifferently. The air fluctuated for an instant, and in less than a moment, a knock sounded at the door.

"Come in."

An Ya greeted the three men in the room respectfully, then immediately turned her adoring gaze to Ye An.

"Although An Ya was indiscreet tonight, she comes from a good background and has been raised as the Young Madam since childhood. In terms of appearance and demeanor, she is a perfect match for my little brother," Ye Zhiqiu nodded with satisfaction, looking pleased with An Ya.

Ye An let out a snicker. An Ya might look presentable now, but the unforgettable impression she had made earlier that evening was firmly etched into everyone’s minds. Marrying a woman like that? Wouldn’t that be a slap in my own face? Besides, he had no intention of marrying An Ya.

"An Ya, do you think you are worthy of me? Tell the truth," Ye An asked coldly, his deep eyes flashing.

An Ya’s initially adoring eyes flickered. She then scanned the three men, her gaze shifting from the Young Master, to the Second Young Master, and then to the Eldest Young Master, before finally resting on the Eldest Young Master.

"Young Master, the one I love is the Eldest Young Master. Please grant my wish and let me marry him. I know my place and am not worthy of you, Young Master. Please grant me this," An Ya pleaded, her eyes filled with longing as she gazed at Ye Zhiqiu. She then knelt and begged Ye An.

The corners of Ye An’s mouth deepened with amusement. That girl, Shangguan You, actually dared to orchestrate something like this. I hadn’t even known she was here, but the connection through the Blood Jade Bracelet revealed her presence. That girl is always so peculiar and unpredictable; it’s entirely typical of her to make An Ya retract her previous statements.

Hidden in the shadows, Shangguan You pursed her lips as she lay on the Purple Lotus. Yes, An Ya is acting this way because of my meddling. The more I look at Ye Zhiqiu, the more artificial he seems. Let him see how it feels to have his own schemes backfire. By pushing An Ya onto Ye An, I’m curious to see how he’ll handle this mess. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

An Ya’s words not only made Ye Zhiqiu frown, but even the Second Young Master looked at her strangely. An Ya had always been adamant about marrying only the Young Master, yet now she professed her love for the Eldest Young Master.

"An Ya, do you realize what you’re saying?" Ye Zhiqiu’s melodious voice rose, a trace of anger still discernible within it. He had invested considerable time and effort in An Ya.

"Eldest Young Master, An Ya does not wish to marry the Young Master. The person I love is you, Eldest Young Master. Please don’t force me," An Ya said, tears welling in her eyes as she knelt on the floor.

"An Ya, what exactly is going on with you?" Ye Zhiqiu’s voice couldn’t help but rise. An Ya was acting with sheer recklessness.

"Eldest Young Master, you have always been in An Ya’s heart. I beg you, please don’t make An Ya marry the Young Master," An Ya said, crawling towards Ye Zhiqiu. She then leaned against his leg and began to sob softly.

"Go find Elder Ye Zhiqiu," Ye An said, his eyebrows lifting slightly, clearly in a good mood.

The air stirred once again.

"An Ya, do you know what you are doing?" Ye Zhiqiu’s voice thundered once more, louder than before. A ringing filled An Ya’s ears.

"Eldest Young Master, I... I... I..." An Ya began, her face a picture of grievance.

"Big Brother, since An Ya’s heart is set on you..." Ye An started.

"Little Brother, the one An Ya truly desires is you, not me," Ye Zhiqiu said calmly. With a wave of his hands, he sent An Ya flying.

At the same time, Elder Ye Zhiqiu arrived in the study. An Ya then blurted out, "Eldest Young Master, An Ya is already your woman! How could you be so cruel as to make An Ya marry the Young Master? Eldest Young Master, how could you do this?" Her words left everyone dumbfounded. Rage filled Ye Zhiqiu’s otherwise angelic face. He gasped for breath, fury burning in his usually calm eyes. Had Ye An not been present, he would have sent An Ya straight to hell for daring to tell such blatant lies. It was the first time Ye Zhiqiu had experienced the sting of being manipulated.

"An Ya!" Ye Zhiqiu roared.

"Enough," Ye An interjected coldly. His chilling aura flared, and the temperature in the room instantly dropped several degrees. Even An Ya, who had been crying, stopped and crumpled to the floor.

"Little Brother," Ye Zhiqiu began, "An Ya and I..."

"Big Brother, Elder Ye Zhiqiu once had an agreement with Father that his daughter would marry one of us three brothers. Whichever one of us she marries, we wouldn’t be breaking that agreement, isn’t that right, Elder Ye Zhiqiu?" Ye An asked coldly, glancing at the bewildered Elder Ye Zhiqiu.

"Yes, Young Master," Elder Ye Zhiqiu responded, bowing his head, his pale face full of respect.

"Since An Ya admires Big Brother, then I shall decide: An Ya will marry Big Brother," Ye An declared sharply, sweeping a cold glance at Ye Zhiqiu and speaking quickly, giving him no chance to object.

"Thank you, Young Master! Thank you for your blessing, Young Master!" An Ya, equally swift to prevent Ye Zhiqiu from speaking, profusely thanked Ye An. Elder Ye Zhiqiu looked at his daughter as if she were a stranger.

"Little Brother, An Ya is supposed to be your wife," Ye Zhiqiu said, having calmed down. His gaze was serene as he stared fixedly at An Ya.

"An Ya, are you sure the person you like is really me? Are you certain you haven’t made a mistake?" Ye Zhiqiu’s even-tempered words made An Ya shiver, but she still nodded.

"Eldest Young Master, An Ya has long been yours. You cannot push An Ya away for the sake of brotherly sentiment!"

"Big Brother, since that’s the case, then pick a date for your engagement. I will explain things to the Elders," Ye An said with a smirk, looking at Ye Zhiqiu.

"Thank you, Young Master," Ye Zhiqiu replied calmly, taking several deep breaths. If not for his livid face betraying his anger, no one would have perceived his fury.

"Elder Ye Zhiqiu, do you have any objections to An Ya marrying the Eldest Young Master?"