"dad."

Yang Ruoyan shouted weakly, lowered his head, waiting for the verdict.

Lin Qiangwei quickly took out a stack of photos from the drawer on the side and handed them to Yang Xuhao.

Yang Xuhao threw the photos on the coffee table and spread them out. Photos of a group of men appeared in Helala. Some were only in their twenties, some were in their thirties, and some looked like men in their fifties and sixties. However, they looked very powerful or rich at first glance.

"Take it, go back to the room and see who you are interested in and tell your father."

Yang Xuhao said expressionlessly.

Yang Ruoyan frowned, glanced at the various men in the photo, and asked in confusion:

"Dad, what are these?"

Lin Qiangwei twisted her waist, picked up the photo from the coffee table, and handed it to Yang Ruoyan and showed it:

"Yanyan, look, this is the general manager of Qianyu Design Company. He is smart and capable. I heard that he has just graduated from Harvard and is young and promising. He will definitely become a great player in the future.

This is the boss of Liu's Group. When he was young, he had been working hard for his career and had not married yet. Although the group has not ranked in the top 50 of the Chinese rich list, I heard that if he has a cooperation project with Zhao's company, he will definitely be able to reach the top 30 in less than two years."

Lin Qiangwei was sucking photos one by one, explaining the men's background. Seeing that Yang Ruoyan had been staring at him in confusion, she pulled out another middle-aged man older than her father and said:

"This is even more amazing. He is the president of Fuhua Group. Although he is a little older, his wife has just died and only has a 16-year-old daughter. If you like him, you will be more determined after marrying him and give him a boy. In the future, all his property will definitely belong to your son."

"What?"

"No!"

Yang Ruoyan slapped the photo on Lin Qiangwei's hand away, took a few steps back in panic, and fell to the coffee table, looking at the father and Lin Qiangwei in front of her in disbelief.

Is she going to choose a marriage partner?

After hearing this, Li Minghao stood up excitedly, and a flame of anger burned in his heart.

Lin Zefeng rushed to Yang Ruoyan in a quick way and looked at the crooked melons and jujubes in the photo.

Either they look miserable, or they are seventy-year-olds and eighty-year-olds. Is this the partner to marry Yang Ruoyan? No matter how you look at it, why don’t you match it?

"Dad, what does this mean? Are you asking me to get married?"

"What? These are also successful people. Although they don't look very good, they have a wealthy family and good character. With your appearance, as long as you like them, they will never want you."

Even if Yang Ruoyan's strongest mental quality was defeated by her father's words, he looked at him with tears in his eyes and shook his head frequently.

Yang Xuhao shook his head helplessly. After all, he was the daughter he gave birth to. Although he often beat her, he was still thicker than water. Marriage is a lifelong event.

At this time, he felt compassion for a rare moment, and it was too painful for his daughter to marry him.

Sighing and saying:

"If you don't like these, then I'll lower my requirements and find some good-looking men. However, those good-looking men are either fickle or unmotivated, and are much more unreliable."
Chapter completed!