Shen Yuange, who had been standing by the carriage the whole time, finally stepped forward and said, "Cai Zhu, Luo'er, this is not a place for conversation. Let's go home first and talk."
"Uncle Shen, I'm sorry for causing you worry, we..." Nie Caizhu stopped abruptly in the middle of her words, realizing something was off, and froze in her tracks.
Her gaze swept between Shen Luo and Shen Yuange several times, suddenly noticing their striking resemblance. Her expression became increasingly peculiar.
"What's the matter? Cai Zhu, is something wrong?" Seeing her reaction, Shen Yuange asked with suspicion.
"Miss Nie, I didn't have the chance to inform you of my name before, I am Shen Luo, your future husband." Before Nie Cai Zhu could reply, Shen Luo turned towards her with a warm smile and introduced himself.
