Fang Zhe became more and more confused: "Look...what came out!"

"Didn't you notice that our young master has started laughing recently?"

“…”

Fang Zhe was stunned and thought about it very seriously for a while.

"You can't say anything, you really laughed... I remember that since our young master got sick, he hasn't laughed much..."

"Shh..."

Zhao Long quickly slapped his lips, wanting to slap him again.

"Shut up, you're following the young master on the first day. Don't you know what you should say and what you shouldn't say yet??"

“…”

Fang Zhe twitched his mouth and turned around.

"I'll pour tea..."

It was because he didn't know that he consciously did more and talked less!

Taking advantage of his time to go out, Zhao Long walked towards Yan Zhen and coughed—

"That... Master, actually... you didn't say anything that day, but from your expression, I still guessed the clues!! You shouldn't be repulsive to that girl, right?"

Yan Zhen held the letter paper's hand and trembled quietly, then clenched tightly: "What do you want to say!?"

"My subordinates think... with that girl's current identity, she is worthy of your identity as a young master, and it is better to..."

Zhao Long stopped the words afterwards, carefully observed Yan Zhen's expression, hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice.

"It's her..."

"Just her?!"

Yan Zhen suddenly put the letter into a ball, his eyes throbbing.

"What's the matter with her?"

"Young Master...even if you don't think about it, we have to consider it for the Yan family..."

"Zhao Long, what do you mean?"

"Young Master, the most important thing for us to continue the Yan family's bloodline is now... You might as well choose that girl if you feel wronged... If there is a suitable one in the future and you like it, we can marry again..."

"Bloodline!?"

Yan Zhen's fingertips pierced into his palm, and his voice trembled as he hurt.

"Zhao Long...If it's just to continue the bloodline, I think... we still have a way!! But you should know my thoughts, right?"

"Young Master, I understand what you mean... You want to marry a girl you like as your wife, but... Over the years, you have always been very repulsive of the girl's family. Even the cleanest girl, you will still..."

Yan Zhen glanced at him sideways, and Zhao Long was shocked and quickly shut up and instantly realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"No, young master, I don't mean that... I just think that you meet that girl now, and... judging from your appearance, I like her very much. What's more, when you touch her, you are not as strong as before, so it's better..."

"Zhao Long, I, Yan Zhen, are no longer the Yan Zhen they used to be!!"

He lowered his eyes quietly, Yan Zhen sighed helplessly.

"Now, I am not qualified to propose marriage to a sect leader?! Besides, you have also seen the man around her...they have a very close relationship, and they must be very different..."

"Young Master, no matter how good the relationship between the two of them is, they will definitely not be the kind of relationship between men and women..."

"How do you know?!"

Yan Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up and shone brightly.

"You and them are just a matter of meeting you..."

"Young Master, you are a loser in the authorities... so you are blinded by some things!"

Zhao Long laughed and lowered his voice.

"If they have a close relationship... do you have the chance to live in the same room with that girl!?"
Chapter completed!