Han Yue'er didn't give Lin Zhenghui the chance to respond and directly asked whose daughter he was referring to.
"You know, being born into this kind of family, there are some things you can't control!" Lin Zhenghui wrapped his arms around her waist and gently thrust upwards, matching her expert horsemanship.
It had to be said that after many encounters with Lin Zhenghui, Han Yue'er's horsemanship was truly unrivaled by few women.
"So what you're saying is, you're going to marry a Lala?" Han Yue'er sat down hard, not minding her own numbness and pain, still managing to suppress Lin Zhenghui's 'dragon and tiger'.
"No, can you go a bit easier!" Lin Zhenghui lifted her delicate body and said, "My mom said she respects my choice and won't interfere with my personal life."
"So what you mean is..."
"Didn't I just say, being in a great family, you can't help but obey. The old man asked me to make an appearance and meet with Miss Murong, future business dealings, a partnership..."
