“I’m happy to buy a lot of money! If you want to make it for Qin Xiang, just go to the bucket to find some tea residue. The scum is matched with tea residue, so how much!” Zhou Xuan responded.
Mr. Zhou gave Zhou Xuan a blank look, then reached out and threw the thermos back into her arms, ignored her and continued to make tea.
The two brothers and sisters were singing together as if no one was around, Qin Xiang stood beside her, her face gradually getting darker.
It was not until the tea was made that Mr. Xiao Zhou put a cup of tea in the direction where Qin Xiang was standing, “Miss Qin, have a cup of tea.”
Qin Xiang did not move, and Mr. Xiao Zhou did not persuade him anymore. Instead, he suddenly spoke with a soft voice, “Miss Qin, if you are not satisfied with our marriage, you can tell me directly, “I’m not going to marry you. Although it doesn’t matter who I marry, my wife must at least marry me voluntarily.”
“To be honest, marriage is not a marriage based on love, but if you leave the same family and match each other, at least both parties have to be voluntarily. If you don’t want to marry, you tell me that I, Zhou, still stand up and act as the person who refuses you. After all, Zhou also pays great attention to family harmony, and I don’t want to marry a wife who is uneasy to live with me and go home.”
Mr. Zhou, who kept laughing as if he didn’t take these things in his heart, suddenly broke the window paper and put the most straightforward words to Qin Xiang.
Qin Xiang was stunned on the spot. Yu Yan would guess that she was not surprised because she had asked Yu Yan to help her transfer the love letter.