"Ah?"
Ling Wanru's face suddenly turned cold, then she said in a flustered manner, "Ding Fan, do you have someone you love? How can you have someone you love already?"
Ding Fan glanced at Ling Wanru and asked, "Why can't I have someone I love? Is there something abnormal about me having someone I love?"
For a moment, Ling Wanru didn't know how to respond. After a while, she looked elsewhere, biting her lip and said, "I thought you were still too young and wouldn't be thinking about marriage and having children. You're still young and should focus on cultivation, not indulging in romance."
In the end, even Ling Wanru couldn't continue speaking, and Ding Fan couldn't stand listening any longer. Pouting, he said, "You're not much older than me, and didn't you start dating a few years ago? Still have the nerve to lecture me..."
