"Don't even think about it!" Gong Xifeng snapped: "No one can marry my sister."

Having said this, he grabbed Yueying's hand, his eyes firm and domineering: "Don't tell anyone else about this matter. Let's just pretend it never happened. No one is worthy of my sister."

Yueying looked at his handsome face. The more he looked at it, the more domineering and masculine he looked. She suddenly reached out and put her hand on his chin: "Beauty, don't be so stern. Come on, give me a smile..."

"You..." Gong Xifeng choked and coughed heavily due to the saliva.

I'm so dizzy!

This girl, it seems that all his talk for a long time was in vain and he didn't listen at all!!!

It was impossible to have a serious conversation.

Gong Xifeng shook his head helplessly and sighed. Next, they were going to Fengyi. It didn't matter if she didn't understand. She could teach him slowly by staying with him.

The door suddenly rang, and Gong Yizun opened the door and came in with a rare smile on his face.

"How was your chat?"

"We're done talking."

"Qi Yatou, have you returned the Xuanzhu?"

Yueying smiled secretly.

Sure enough, no matter how great the sadness was, it couldn't outweigh the benefits, so he couldn't help but come over and ask.

"Returned, the Xuanzhu was given to the elder of the Yue Clan."

"Oh," Gong Yizun's face didn't look strange. He nodded slowly: "Have you seen Grandpa Tianba?"

"I see, they are living very well in Moon Valley. I made an agreement with my aunt a few days ago to let them stay there for another ten years, so they can't come back for the time being."

Gong Yizun was stunned and blurted out: "They won't come back! Then did they tell you anything?"

"Hehe, Grandpa Zu said that the Gong family will be left to you, so he can rest assured." Yueying winked slyly and said with a smile: "He also said that the future of the Gong family depends on the younger generations. I believe you will carry forward the Gong family."

That’s all?!

Gong Yizun smiled back at Yueying, but his heart sank.

Unexpectedly, Gong Tianba, who is so old, still clings to the Gong family order, saying that he wants to make the decision. Without the Gong family order, how can he make the decision?

After the First World War, all the Gong family races were dispersed throughout Tianya, like a piece of scattered sand, each working in their own formation. If this continues, how can we restore the prestige of the past?!

"Who's out there!"

The slender figure flashed, quickly grabbed a red shadow from outside the door, and threw it heavily on the ground.

"Why are you eavesdropping on our conversation?" Yueying looked at Piao Hong coldly: "Third aunt, should you knock on the door when you are here?"

Piao Hongjiao cried out in pain, and was secretly shocked in her heart. The moon shadow in front of her could not tell her level, but her skill was no longer what it was back then. She actually caught herself, and she had no room to resist.

"Seventh girl, please don't be rude to Sanniang." Gong Yizun frowned, doubts flashing in his eyes.

"Master, I just heard that Miss Seven is back, so I came here to take a look. I have just arrived." Piao Hong stood up softly, showing a charming smile. She leaned lightly on Gong Yizun and looked at her with concerned eyes.

Yueying: "Xiaoying, my godmother is here to tell you something."

Yueying also smiled hypocritically: "I'm sorry, Third Yiniang, I was rude just now."

"No, I didn't knock on the door first." Piao Hong looked at her secretly, and suddenly her face showed joy: "Xiao Ying, the eldest young master of the Wen family has brought over the engagement gift again. Let me just say, how could our seventh little sister know this?
Chapter completed!