Subtitle of this chapter: Do you think I am wearing Lin Bei's legs?

"I'm alas, let's have another song." Miss Helen Brown urged.

Our Master Yuan had indeed prepared a few works that could please the young literary and artistic women, but today the main person was not here, he was a little overjoyed.

He waved his hand and said, "I have written this song recently, but I really have no other works. By the way, how is your book "Titanic" written? Why don't you go up and recite it to us."

"Me? This is not very good..." Miss Brown said so, but immediately stood up, picked up the manuscript and came to the center of the living room. "Then I'll be ugly."

For a young writer like her, it is hard to get such an opportunity.

Yuan Yanshu naturally had no interest in listening to the novel "A Jack Su came from the east, and a Mary Su came from the west". He walked to Huang Huilan and whispered: "Mrs. Gu, can you talk to you in private?"

Mrs. Gu took a breath, nodded and said, "Of course."

As they said that, the two of them came to the study and sat down. Of course they had a few gossips at the beginning. For example, the weather in London hahaha, the cityscape of New York hahaha.

In the end, our Master Yuan got straight to the point. He asked with concern: "Mrs. Gu, don't you know how Miss Wei is in good health? Have you ever seen a doctor?"

Mrs. Gu smiled dryly and said, "Mr. Yuan, thank you for your relationship. Aunt Mingzhu's health is not a big deal, but..."

But the question now is how to say it?

Huang Huilan knew that we must not say that we sent someone to investigate you, Mr. Yuan, and found that you have always been so hot... Well, you are a little uncontrollable in terms of women's beauty, so this marriage is ruined. If you say that, your relatives will definitely not be able to be considered. Instead, you have an enemy for no reason.

However, she was also a kind-hearted woman. After recalling Master Yuan’s information, she had an idea. She calmed down and said slowly: “It’s just that she asked me to ask you a question.”

"Mrs. Gu, what's the problem?"

"Mr. Yuan, are you a Christian?"

The minister's wife has learned from the materials that this man is definitely not a Christian. She has other secrets to ask so knowingly.

If Yuan Yan lies to say that she is a believer, then no matter how handsome and talented this man is, he is still a bad person with no faith and no sarcasm. If this marriage is bad, it will be bad.

If he personally admits that he is not a believer and is not ready to join the church, then there is an excuse to let this matter end here, which will not hurt both sides' harmony and give everyone a ladder to go down.

If he personally admitted that he was not a believer and was willing to join the church in order to fulfill this marriage, this showed his determination to cleanse one's heart and reform and become a new person, then this matter might continue.

Yuan Yan suddenly thought to himself, it's coming again! Nowadays, if you don't believe in religion, you can't even be a high-ranking Chinese. Although your Nanyang Consortium is no worse than the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Consortium, I'm not wearing Lin Bei's legs. In order to get a wife, I have to sell my faith.

Humph, even if I want to sell my faith, how could I sell it so cheap?

Without saying a word, he lit the cigar and took a few sips, and asked unhappily: "Mrs. Gu, then Miss Wei is a devout believer?"

The minister's wife nodded and smiled apologetically: "Yes, Aunt Mingzhu has entered the church since she was a child and is very pious to God, so she asked her husband to be a church member. Mr. Yuan, as far as I know, you also study in the church university. Haven't you entered the church?"

Feitian Pasta taught me that I can enter, but as for the others... Humph!

Master Yuan hummed in his heart again, isn’t he the daughter of a wealthy man in Nanyang, a real man!

Why do real men have no wives? A real man like me who has 19 charm values ​​is not afraid of not finding a wife?

There is a forest in Britain now, and I am only ten years short of my age. In addition to their suitors being a little better than my own, can they be handsomer than me, and can they be talented than me?

The Southern Tang of Cyris is ten years old this year, but can I wait for a few years? Song Ziwen, the old cow, almost got this tender grass, but I can't get it if I am the same age as him? (Author's note: Song Ziwen did pursue Tang Ying)

Cyris's Hoku...is just the right age, but I won't consider it for the time being.

"Mrs. Gu, I'm going to ask this question too. I didn't expect you to tell me first."

Yuan Yan said in a stern manner: "I regret to tell you that I am not a believer. And the wife I want to marry can worship Buddha, offer sacrifices to the Three Pure Land, believe in Maitreya (the White Lotus Sect of Rebellion), and worship Luo Zu (the Luosect of Qingbang), but cannot believe..."

“Abrahamic religions!”

What he said was so resolutely that Huang Huilan had nothing to say.

She stood up and stretched out her hand and said, "Mr. Yuan, this is really a pity."

Yuan Yan also stood up and shook hands with her and said, "Mrs. Gu, this is really a pity."

"Then I'll leave in advance."

"Then I'll send you there."

"Mr. Yuan, stay."

"Mrs. Gu, walk slowly."

"Neo, we're leaving too!"

Master Yuan, who had just watched Huang Huilan leave, turned around and saw Miss Brown with a dark face put on her coat angrily. He glanced at Mr. McCall who was following him, raised his eyebrows as an inquiry.

John smiled knowingly and said, "Neo, Mr. Fitzgerald just said that Helen's novel was written for elementary school girls, so..."

Yuan Yan suddenly understood that this guy was young and energetic, and naturally he didn't have so much scruples, and "Helen of Manhattan" must be more angry than this sentence.

He reached out to the column and blocked Miss Brown and said, "Helen, Mr. Fitzgerald is not wrong. Your novel is written for elementary school girls!"

"Even you say that?" Miss Brown's eyes turned red when she heard this, "Then I will never..."

"Helen, listen to me." Master Yuan took a step and held his female disciple's shoulder with both hands and said, "We, Seris, have a great writer who specializes in writing books for elementary school girls. He is disabled and strong in his mind and writes books after novel after novel that no one except elementary school girls likes to read. What do you think the result is?"

"How about it?"

"The result is..." Yuan Yan suddenly pointed to the direction of the living room and said, "Believe me, you will have more readers in the future than the three in it combined!"

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Chapter completed!