Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

There were three vigorous and powerful characters written on the plaque. The characters inlaid with gold on a black background were magnificent and solemn.

"What does it say?" Joan asked.

Amanda raised her head and noticed three words, "Phoenix’s Pavilion", were written on the plaque. She explained to Joan, "It is said that there was a queen of the dynasty who lived here, so it was named the Phoenix’s Pavilion."

Joan blinked as if he was thinking what she meant.

Amanda asked, "No idea what it is?"

She paused and continued, "The queen is the wife of the ancient emperor of our country. The Phoenix is the king of birds in our country. In order to show the majesty of the queen, she is honoured as the Phoenix."

"Your country's culture is really special. Everything needs to be gone around the bush." Joan seemed to understand what she meant.

Amanda smiled. "Your idiom is good, but it's not ‘to go around the bush’, it's ‘to beat around the bush’."

"What's the difference?"

"..."

"Nothing. Let's go inside."

Amanda said.

Joan followed her. "Could you teach me to write in your language afterwards?"

"If you want me to be your teacher, you have to pay me." Amanda looked at him and joked, "Since you’re so rich, I’ll charge you 2000 dollars an hour."

Joan replied, "Sure."

smiled. "I'm

dollars an hour, and you’ll be my teacher,"

"..."

was only joking! But looking at Joan's serious

‘Whatever.’

antique fans. The silk surface was embroidered with exquisite patterns, and red flower strings were hanging below. She took one and looked at it in her hand. Joan picked up one after her too.

it to Amanda. "What's written on

lovers induces sorrow at two places. Oh, what cannot be ruled out is that, when this yearning between lovers and this sadness of separation has just disappeared from the slightly wrinkled

reading it, she said, "What

vendor was unhappy. "Haven't you gone to school? This is

looked at the fan vendor and wondered are all the stall owners so

fan vendor wanted Joan to buy it and he said, "This is a poem written by a famous poet in our country. It's about

suit Joan well?’ He was an eight-foot man with a very masculine look.

sell his stuff, that vendor could

and shook his head. "I don't want

so hard to sell,

"Three dollars."

one." Amanda took the

her.

raise the price. Until then, the big guy

money into

blaming foreigners like him for stealing all the beautiful women

a fan and glimpsed at the

misunderstood." The fan vendor smiled shyly. It turned out

felt lucky to have not let

stayed outside for the whole day without spending more time with her parents. It was

said, "I'll send