Zhao Xuanjing could not get used to Xiao Yurong admitting to what he had said in silence.
"Master said Senior Sister Mo is different from ordinary people. She's been weak since young, but she's tough. She has never bowed to anyone. She didn't come from a wealthy family, but she's living a relaxed life. She has outstanding talent and learns fast no matter what it is. I've never met such a genius until now. I thought it's a shame."
Zhao Xuanjing's eyelids twitched.
"I think you should get yourself a wife soon." Zhao Xuanjing looked at him with an underlying meaning. He had pity on his face.
"What do you mean? Can it be that Senior Sister is dying? Didn't Master say that she's still thriving?" Xiao Yurong panicked immediately.
He held Zhao Xuanjing's wrist in a panic.
