This speech was reasonable and rational, Brother Xuan understood society and women.
Yet Liu Zhizhong could only force a bitter smile, "Brother Xuan, you've spoken profoundly and distantly. In front of me, you are already terrifyingly strong, and that is the greatest dignity for Miss Luo. Being your wife is her good fortune, as well as the Luo Family's."
"Good fortune?"
"Yes..." Liu Zhizhong felt some discontent within, but he had to say this against his will.
"Alright..."
Qian Xuan said no more, pressed the call button on his wheelchair, and then said, "I'll have Song Zhe drive you out. I hope their arrival hasn't disturbed you or frightened you."
"Haha, thank you, Brother Xuan, there's no such thing, no such thing..."
"Want to drink some more water, have another smoke?"
"Oh, sure, thank you..."
Afterward, Liu Zhizhong indeed took a drink of water and lit a cigarette.
He had just taken a puff when Song Zhe came in.
