Fu Yisheng hurriedly held her hand, "Don't make trouble for Uncle Three, he is in the midst of pursuing. If your teasing causes Miss Zhao to back off, Uncle Three will definitely give us trouble."
Lu Qingqing paused, "Has Uncle Three not succeeded in winning the beauty yet?"
"Yes," Fu Yisheng replied, if he had already succeeded, Song Xiuluan wouldn't need to stoop so low.
Lu Qingqing knew Zhao Lin very well. Zhao Lin wasn't against marriage; she had been too busy building her career in her early years to have time for romance. In recent years, she wanted to get married, but most of the matches introduced by family and friends were odd in thinking. There were a few with normal thoughts, but she didn't like them, which led her to gradually give up on the necessity of marriage after turning thirty and decided to leave it to fate.
