Her eyes were faint and she glanced out sideways.

"Fatty, you are good at it! It's okay if you come out to flirt with girls yourself, but you're actually pulling Hao Qingyou together. Are you going to rub the sand into her eyes?!"

Feng Chenglin looked confused: "San Young Master, what did you say?! I will rub the sand into her eyes! If I dare to rub the sand for her, she will be able to put a knife for me!!"

"I don't have the courage to take her to accompany you into the teahouse?"

"Isn't this all for you?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Why did this come to her?!

"Bad... why are you talking about this again?!"

"It's not just to find a wife for you..."

“…”

It's a dog!!!

She was speechless for Fatty Feng’s reason!!

"Fatty, have you taken the wrong medicine? What kind of wife do you look for for me?!"

Fatty Feng approached and mysteriously: "San Young Master, I know what you and Mo Xuanchen are doing, but you always have to understand one thing: you are the eldest son and grandson of the Ling family, and you are responsible for inheriting the family line! You and Mo Xuanchen...How do you two have children?! So, you still have to marry a wife..."

Ling Luoyu shouted: "..."

She was speechless again!!

"San Young Master, listen to my advice! Although your father and grandpa love you and don't give birth to you, you should also think about them..."

To be honest, Fatty Feng really envies Ling Luoyu.

The matter between her and Mo Xuanchen was unanimously recognized by the three parents of the Ling family!

They actually endured her sleeve-breaking habit!!!

If it were him at this time, don’t say it openly, even if you have a few nude hints in front of Mr. Feng, the old man could destroy his peach blossom roots on the spot. Since it is useless, it would be a waste to keep it!!!

Thinking of that bloody scene, Feng Chenglin shuddered.

"Three Young Master, the great Duke doesn't care about you, but for the future of the Ling family, you have to have a child to pass on the family lineage! Think about it, if you don't have a child, your father's bloodline will be cut off! You have to bear to see that you and your father's graves will not even be able to pay homage to you hundreds of years later?!"

Ling Luoyu completely knelt down!!

Fatty Feng actually thought of such a long-term thing.

And the reason for marrying her is so grand that she feels that she is unfilial if she doesn't marry a wife.

Fatty Feng was still muttering: "San Young Master, you don't have to worry too much! To be honest, just find a beautiful girl to get married, have a child, and after completing the inheritance of the family line, you will be able to go all out with your Mo Xuanchen... Isn't it good for everyone?!"

"Ahem..." Ling Luoyu finally had a chance to interrupt: "But this girl...isn't it good, right?"

Feng Chenglin frowned immediately: "What are you afraid of? With your current appearance, identity, talent, status, and many girls are willing to marry you even if they are alone in the empty room..."

He patted Ling Luoyu's shoulder with his hands.

"San Master, please leave this matter to my brother! I will definitely do it for you!"

"But……"

Regardless of Ling Luoyu's protests, Feng Chenglin raised his hand with confidence, and had a great momentum of taking over the competition.

Standing on the street and looking at his back, Ling Luoyu was a little amused and crying.

It’s really the emperor and the eunuchs are anxious. The three heads of the Ling Mansion have not said anything yet, but he can’t wait!!
Chapter completed!