Seeing that Xia Tong's heart was in a mess, Fan Zijin quieted down and waited for her choice. Would she choose her son or Fan Siwen?
As the three masters of the family were not in the mood, the celebration banquet passed in an uneventful manner. Because the guests could sense that the atmosphere in the Fan Residence was not right, after eating, they merely chatted for a while before leaving. They began to send people to pay attention to the Fan Residence.
Fan Zijin waited for three days, but Xia Tong didn't reply. Seeing as the house was quiet, it was apparent that she didn't have any conflict with Fan Siwen. He couldn't help but look for her. "Mother, haven't you spoken to Father yet?"
Xia Tong burst into tears and said, "I did. Your father said that since you're quick-witted and knowledgeable, it shouldn't be difficult for you to pass the imperial examination with your own ability. On the other hand, because your big brother is slow-witted, he's afraid…"
