“…”

"He doesn't even look down on Miss Yan's identity, so what can I be?"

As soon as the topic changed, she glared at Ding Temple in displeasure.

"The Envoy of the Constable, isn't it right... I've been in the Mo family for so long, why haven't I heard that you have any sweethearts? Do you disagree with Mrs. Yan's marriage? Do you look down on Miss Yan before...what happened?"

Ding Temple's eyes widened in an instant: "You..."

What are you talking nonsense?

Don’t you know what the Yan family is doing to Yan Ziyue?

Now, aren’t you talking about what happened to Yan Ziyue in front of her younger brother and the chief instructor? Isn’t it obvious that the accident happened?

——And it’s still asking him for trouble!

Ling Luoyu blinked his left eye cunningly, and the corners of his lips raised a trace of arc: "The messenger of the decisive, your sweetheart... can't be me?"

Everyone's eyes instantly looked at Ding Temple.

Ding Temple instantly suffered a sweat: "...of course...no!!"

"Is that so? That's really a bit regretful..."

That resentful little look made everyone thump their lips-

Is this girl a little angry about marrying?

"But, since it's not me, why can't I agree to the Yan family's kindness?"

Dingmiao's forehead sweated: "...There is not only a girl in the world, my sweetheart... can't she be another girl?"

What is she doing?

Dismantle his platform?

Don't forget, they are the same group!

"However, this man has three wives and four concubines, it doesn't matter... Even if you have a lover, it won't hinder your loving engagement with Miss Yan!"

Ling Luoyu looked at Yan Feiyun very seriously with his eyes.

"Anyway, what the Yan family wants is the sincerity of the Mo family, because only the sincerity of marriage can guarantee the Yan family's status in the Mo family, right?"

"You...what do you mean?" Yan Feiyun's face changed slightly.

Isn’t this obvious saying that the Yan family is not good, and it is necessary to rely on engagement to maintain a relationship with the Mo family?!

"It's not interesting, I just feel a little confused..."

Ling Luoyu slightly shook his fingertips, pointing at the temple thoughtfully.

"But if it is a marriage, why would he choose him? He is just an envoy, an envoy of the Mo family... In the Mo family, there are too many such envoys and their status is very ordinary. Why did he get into the eyes of Mrs. Yan and want to marry his precious daughter to him?"

"That's ours..."

"oh……"

Before Yan Feiyun could finish speaking, Ling Luoyu rudely interrupted him.

"I understand. Could it be Miss Yan Ziyue who personally took a fancy to the envoy?"

Liao Feng's pupils shrank, and his nervous back instantly stretched and stiffened.

"Girl, what do you want to say?" Jin Lin stepped lightly, stood silently opposite Ling Luoyu, and lowered his voice: "You want to match the marriage between the Yan family and the Mo family, or you still have to break them apart..."

Why did he feel that Ling Luoyu was making trouble in it and inciting and provoking the relationship between the Yan family and the Mo family?!

"Disassemble them? No, no, as the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than to demolish one marriage... How could I do such an unethical thing as breaking up a couple?!"

Ling Luoyu's head was shaking like a rattle, very serious.

"Of course, the premise of this mandarin duck must be... mandarin duck, right?"

Her brows raised, and her ambiguous eyes were wandering between Jinlin and Yan Feiyun.

"Where is the kind of mandarin duck, you must be your affection, you and I will love you, you will be your intention... right?"
Chapter completed!