When it came to choosing a candidate, the first ones who came to mind were the three daughters of the Xia family.
Xia Yiqin, Xia Yiqi, and Xia Yishu.
In fact, there was another daughter in the Xia family: Xia Zhengyang's niece, Lin Xueluo.
The luxurious, long limousine of the Feng family was parked in front of the Xia family's house. However, the study room inside the Xia house was in an uproar.
The Feng family had helped the Xia family before. Xia Zhengyang, the head of the Xia family, had once proudly boasted, "My three daughters are available for any of the young masters of the Feng family to choose from!"
Now, it was time for him to fulfill his promise.
Xia Yiqin shouted, "Dad, if you force me to marry Feng Lixin, then prepare my funeral for tomorrow! Maybe you won't even have to wait until tomorrow—once I step out of the Xia family door, I'll die right in front of them!"
Xia Yiqi slapped a test report onto her father's desk. "I'm pregnant! If you force me to marry Feng Lixin, I'll tell the world that I've been cheating on him! Who's going to be embarrassed then?"
Xia Yishu coldly said, "Dad, I'm only 17 years old, I'm still a minor."
With a loud crash, Xia Zhengyang, furious, smashed the teacups next to him onto the floor.
"I, Xia Zhengyang, raised you three daughters for nothing! The Feng family has helped us before. If it weren't for Feng Lixin saving us back then, our Xia family would have gone bankrupt! Now it's time for us to repay their kindness, but all of you are ungrateful! Do you want me to be a treacherous villain?"
The three daughters of the Xia family fell silent, not saying a word.
A two-month-old newspaper was thrown onto the desk by a beautiful woman.
"Zhengyang, don't be too quick to blame the girls. First, take a look at what Feng Lixin has become. He was burned so badly in that fire! Even if you want to repay his kindness, you can't treat your own daughters as commodities to trade!"
The woman speaking was Xia Zhengyang's wife and the mother of the three daughters, Wen Meijuan.
"What's this?" Xia Yiqi, who had grabbed the newspaper first, screamed and immediately threw it away.
Xia Zhengyang picked up the newspaper and glanced at it, frowning and sighing. "I didn't expect Feng Lixin to be so badly burned!"
Xia Yiqin said, "Dad, Feng Lixin knows he's been burned beyond recognition, can't even take care of himself, and still insists on having you fulfill that promise. I think he's clearly asking for trouble!"
Wen Meijuan said, "Zhengyang, I agree with Yiqin! Look at Feng Lixin now, he can't even live as a husband. Why would he want to marry a woman? Just to have a nanny?"
"I think he might have some twisted psychology, wanting to torment a woman," Xia Yishu, who had remained silent until now, suddenly said in a low voice.
The atmosphere in the study immediately turned tense and ominous.
"Uncle, the Feng family's butler has been waiting in the living room for a long time."
When Lin Xueluo entered, Wen Meijuan's eyes lit up immediately. She rushed forward and grabbed Lin Xueluo's hand. "Zhengyang, our niece is also like a daughter to us! Feng Lixin is the only heir to the Feng Group. If Xueluo marries him, she'll enjoy a life of luxury. That's far better than staying here with us and suffering!"
Lin Xueluo felt her heart sink. She coolly retorted, "If it's really that good, why aren't you willing to send your own daughter to the Feng family to enjoy it?"
"Lin Xueluo, for the past twenty years, you've eaten our food and lived in our house. It's time for you to repay the Xia family!" Xia Yiqi said disdainfully.