To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

That afternoon, Jiang Guodong, unusually, said to the butler, "Go, have Jiang Jinhuan get ready, he's coming with me to see the Song family's daughter!"

The old butler was taken aback upon hearing this, and hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

He looked at Jiang Guodong suspiciously, assuming that the other party knew that Jiang Jinhuan had left.

But to my surprise, the other party seemed to have no idea at all.

However, the old butler still said, "Alright, I'll go call Young Master Jiang Jin Huan right now!"

Jiang Guodong frowned: "He's not home?"

Just as the butler was about to mention that Jiang Jinhuan had already left home, Jiang Guodong waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I wonder where he's been gallivanting off to. He's just like any other country bumpkin with no manners. You can just tell him to go to a hotel!"

The butler opened his mouth but closed it again upon hearing this, letting out a helpless sigh. He said, "Okay, I understand!"

Jiang Guodong nodded, got up, and went upstairs.

Jiang Jinhuan also received the notification quickly. He hung up the phone and frowned slightly.

Soon Jiang Jin Huan arrived at the entrance of a luxuriously decorated restaurant.

Arriving at the door, Jiang Jinhuan straightened his slightly tight suit, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door.

The suit was borrowed; it wasn't that I couldn't afford to buy one, but rather that I hadn't had time to get one.

The door opened to reveal her father's somewhat annoyed gaze. "Why did it take so long? What have you been doing all day?"

Jiang Jinhuan's lips twitched as he tried to explain, but he was interrupted.

Jiang Guodong lowered his voice, his eyes filled with anger, "How could you be late for something so important? Come in right now, and if this marriage doesn't work out, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

This marriage alliance is very important to the Jiang family; it's an excellent opportunity to curry favor with the Song family.

Jiang Jinhuan agreed and went into the private room.

There were already people in the private room by then.

Jiang Jinhuan looked around and saw his parents and, of course, Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe was dressed in a cream-colored bespoke suit, perfectly tailored, which made him look incredibly noble.

It's clear that she was cultivated from a young age; both her temperament and her speech are impeccable.

Jiang Jinhuan couldn't understand why he would come to his blind date.

There were also a few other people nearby.

They must be from the Song family.

The other young woman besides Song's father and mother should be Song Qingci.

Song Qingci was very beautiful. Unlike the gentleness of ordinary women, Song Qingci had a wildness about her, and her beauty was breathtaking.

She was wearing a red dress, which made her look wild yet fiery and charming.

The clothes perfectly accentuated her slender waist, and she exuded a mysterious allure as she sat there quietly.

It must be said that this combination of qualities easily ignites a man's desire to conquer.

However, Jiang Jinhuan only glanced at it before looking away. He knew very well that this visit was just a formality.

Jiang Zhe's gaze remained fixed on Song Qingci's face, his eyes filled with both passion and hatred.

Hearing the door open, he turned to look at Jiang Jinhuan, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

It's been four days since I chased this guy away, and my parents haven't even asked him once. Sure enough, this guy is completely dispensable.

With just a word from him, his parents agreed that even if the marriage went through, they wouldn't give him a single penny.

What makes him think he can compare to himself?

In his previous life, he was able to succeed entirely because of Luo Qingyi. If he could win over Luo Qingyi, his achievements would definitely surpass Luo Qingyi's.

Thinking of Luo Qingyi, Jiang Zhe licked his lips.

Jiang Jinhuan was unaware of Jiang Zhe's thoughts. He greeted the Song family, saying, "Hello, Uncle Song, hello, Aunt Song!" The Song parents nodded slightly in return.

Their gazes darted back and forth between Jiang Zhe and Jiang Chen's faces, as if they were making some kind of comparison.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhe immediately puffed out his chest, sparing no effort to show off his handsome side.

"Take a close look at the comparison. I'll show you that I, Jiang Zhe, am far superior to him!"

Logically, he shouldn't have come here, but he did anyway. He wanted to compare himself to Jiang Jinhuan and show the Song family that Jiang Jinhuan was nothing in front of him.

He wanted to make Song Qingci regret not choosing him. No, it was more accurate to say that he didn't want Song Qingci.

The thought of how he had outshone Jiang Jinhuan and that her marriage partner wasn't him, and the regretful look on Song Qingci's face, made him feel exceptionally pleased.

Jiang Jinhuan also looked at Song Qingci at this moment, slightly taken aback, as this person looked somewhat familiar.

However, he couldn't remember for a moment, and simply said, "Hello, Sister Song!"

The room fell silent for a moment after that name was uttered.

Judging from Jiang Jinhuan's tone, he didn't seem to be here for a blind date, but rather to reunite with relatives.

Jiang Zhe, who was standing next to him, scoffed. In his previous life, he had called out Song Qingci's name.

Only in this way can the two people be placed on equal footing, and only then can their relationship progress further.

If you come up and call someone "sister" right away, you're immediately defining your relationship as that of siblings. How can you even talk about marriage then?

Sure enough, Jiang's father and mother looked somewhat uneasy at this moment, even though Song Qingci was indeed five years older than Jiang Jinhuan.

Fortunately, this wasn't a big problem, and Jiang's father and mother were only slightly dissatisfied.

At this moment, Song Qingci's gaze had already fallen on Jiang Jinhuan's face.

Suddenly she froze, a rare look of astonishment in her eyes, then a slight smile appeared on her lips, revealing interest.

She had clearly recognized that the Jiang Jinhuan in front of her was the same Jiang Jinhuan that Xiaoya had mentioned.

At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Song's gazes also fell on Jiang Jinhuan's somewhat ill-fitting suit, and they frowned slightly!

The difference between the two sons is now too obvious.

One looked like a rich young master living a life of luxury, while the other looked like a poor boy from the countryside.

Putting everything else aside, Jiang Zhe's tie alone is enough to buy dozens of the suits Jiang Jinhuan is wearing.

What truly surprised Song's parents was that, despite the stark contrast, the two members of the Jiang family didn't find anything amiss; in fact, they seemed quite used to it.

Mr. Song asked suspiciously, "Is he really your son?"

Jiang Guodong's face stiffened: "Of course, but he grew up in the countryside with his grandmother, so he's a bit unaware of etiquette. Please don't mind, Mr. Song!"

At this moment, Song's father looked at Jiang Jinhuan again.

The other person sat upright and dignified, and although their clothes did not fit well, they inexplicably exuded an air of elegance and nobility.

In particular, the other person's eyes were deep and calm, neither humble nor arrogant. He sat down next to Jiang Zhe, and his simple clothes did not hide his elegant temperament.

Compared to Jiang Zhe, he inexplicably felt that Jiang Jinhuan's demeanor far surpassed Jiang Zhe's.

Although Jiang Zhe was dressed more lavishly, even the most lavish clothes couldn't suppress the noble air emanating from Jiang Jinhuan.

Father Song was slightly surprised; his second son's appearance and demeanor were truly extraordinary.

However, he didn't show it.

Jiang Zhe glanced sideways at Jiang Jinhuan, a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

He really wanted to see what kind of disappointed expression the Song family would show when they saw Jiang Jinhuan.

Sure enough, Song's mother's suspicious voice rang out, "Madam Jiang, are you sure this is also your son?"

Jiang's mother paused for a moment, then replied somewhat surprised, "Of course, how could that be false?"

Song's mother looked at Jiang Jinhuan with suspicion again, then at Jiang Zhe, and her face darkened.

"Madam Jiang, I know the Jiang family wants a marriage alliance with our Song family. Your family has been kind to us, and we can't refuse. But you can't just choose someone of unknown origin to form a marriage alliance with us, can you?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhe was overjoyed. As expected, compared to himself, Jiang Jinhuan was nothing but trash.