Zeng Hongling leaned on the table, "Yuanyuan, honestly, I really don't know, I'm confused, I'm not as carefree as I thought."
"Hongling, let me ask you, do you not like Daoist Zhan anymore?"
"I do like him, don't you think Daoist Zhan is very charming?"
Su Yuanyuan shook her head. She really didn't feel it, but perhaps Daoist Zhan had a very clean aura from being away from the world for so long.
"If you like Daoist Zhan, why not marry him?"
"Marry him? How could that be possible? I never thought about it, don't misunderstand me, my feeling for Daoist Zhan is just admiration, like appreciating something beautiful."
"I see. What about Yang Liulang? You seem to be considering your future together. Doesn't that mean something?"
"That's because my grandfather values him. He said we're childhood sweethearts. The relationship between our families is good, and my grandfather feels there are too few people in the Zeng family, so he wants me to find a man from a big family."
