"You really do your surname an injustice," Chen Yuan shook his head.
Is Old Wang a sentimental character?
"Brother Yuan, but I'm also somewhat troubled. Father definitely won't let her enter the door, and I also feel somewhat..." Wang Ping's face slightly crinkled.
"Do you have the silver to redeem her?"
"Do you think a woman of the dust like her could truly fall in love with you?"
Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping and asked.
Wang Ping remained silent, as if weighing the pros and cons.
"I will only say one thing, afterwards I will not advise you, everyone has their own choices."
"Brother Yuan, speak," Wang Ping lifted his head, somewhat earnestly.
"The wooded path you long for is actually every morning and evening filled with…"
Wang Ping: "???"
...
All along the way, Wang Ping's face was troubled. Chen Yuan also shared with him the real meaning behind those words, causing Wang Ping to blurt out "excellent" in response to Chen Yuan.
"Brother Yuan, I've understood!"
