Yu Juechen accompanied Bai Luo for a while, and then the two went to the embroiderer's shop together.

On this side, Zhao Ling'er brought her maid back home, and her father Zhao Yong had been waiting in the front hall for a long time.

As soon as Zhao Ling'er entered the door, a middle-aged woman dressed in elegant clothes rushed over.

When Zhao Ling'er saw the woman, she rushed forward and shouted, "Mom!"

The woman was Zhao Ling'er's biological mother Mu Anci. When Mu Anci saw her daughter coming, she hurriedly held her daughter's hand and said:

"Ling'er, you're back. Mr. Tang came to ask for a marriage in person today. You should hurry up and change your clothes to the front hall."

Zhao Ling'er raised her eyebrows slightly and said to Mu Anci: "Mom, haven't I said I don't like Tang Fengmian? Why is he here again?"

"Silly child, in our town, except the Tang family, which young master is worthy of you? The eldest son of the Tang family is outstanding in character. If you marry him, you will definitely live a happy life in the future."

Zhao Linger said, "Mom, have you promised your daughter that you and your father will not participate in the marriage of your daughter, and let alone the daughter already has a man she likes. No matter how good Tang Fengmian is, her daughter's heart is not on him."

Mu Anci didn't expect her daughter to say this. She paused for a moment. The most urgent task was to deal with Tang Fengmian who was still in the front hall.

Thinking of this, Mu Anci said to Zhao Ling'er: "Ling'er, let's not talk about this now. You can change clothes with your mother and dress up, and hurry to the front hall. Your father, Mr. Tang, are waiting for you!"

Zhao Ling'er felt that the clothes she was wearing were very decent, and she had just changed her clothes when she went out today, so there was no need to make trouble again. "Okay, mom, I know, I won't change my clothes. I'll go to the front hall to find Tang Fengmian to explain it to him."

Mu Anci looked at Zhao Ling'er's back and shouted with a worried look: "Ling'er, don't do anything wrong! Look at your father's face, don't make your father angry!"

After saying that, Zhao Ling'er was no longer visible. Mu Anci sighed helplessly. This daughter has been stubborn since she was a child. She will never change what she likes and doesn't like because of others. A look of worry in her eyes flashed across her eyes, and after she came to her senses, Mu Anci hurriedly followed her.

At this time, Zhao Yong sat in the main seat and glanced slightly. His dark eyes glanced at the follower beside him, and said in a thick voice:

"Go and see what happened to Ling'er!"

On the side, a hint of displeasure flashed in Tang Fengmian's eyes, but his face was calm, and a faint smile was on the corner of his mouth. His unruly eagle eyes occasionally glanced outside the hall.

Today, he is here to propose marriage, and he is sure to win!

In the excitement, a crisp and pleasant voice came, "Dad!"

Zhao Yong heard the voice of his baby daughter and stood up and looked outside.

Soon, Zhao Ling'er rushed in.

Seeing this, Zhao Yong scolded unhappy: "Ling'er, Feng Mian is still here, pay attention to etiquette!"

Zhao Ling'er suddenly stopped and looked at Tang Fengmian, who had already stood up on her right hand and smiled at her with her lips.

Zhao Linger felt that Tang Fengmian's smile was too fake. She used to think that Tang Fengmian was indeed a bit pretty, but since she met Yu Juechen just now, she felt that Tang Fengmian was not even one-tenth of Yu Juechen's.

So the disgust in his eyes became a little more. Tang Fengmian received Zhao Ling'er's gaze, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he returned to normal in an instant.

He spoke slowly, his voice clear and powerful, "Sister Ling'er, you are back."

Zhao Ling'er nodded slightly, saying hello to Tang Fengmian. She looked at Zhao Yong in a blink of an eye and acted coquettishly: "Dad, haven't you promised me that I have the final say in my marriage in the future?"

After hearing Zhao Linger's words, Tang Fengmian's face instantly became ugly.

Zhao Yong looked at Zhao Ling'er with a doting face, but there was a hint of unhappiness in his eyes. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said to Zhao Ling'er:

"You girl, how did your father agree to you? How did you promise to your father? You promised your father that he could not find someone he liked for two months and agreed to the Tang family's marriage. It was exactly two months before Feng Mian came here. Feng Mian even ordered someone to send the betrothal gift this time!"

Zhao Linger curled her lips, "But Dad~"

"You haven't found the man you like in the past two months, right? Who else in our town can be better than Fengmian? Ling'er, stop making trouble. Your mother and I are very satisfied with Fengmian. Fengmian promised me and your mother that we would only marry you."

Seeing Zhao Ling'er's dissatisfaction look, Tang Fengmian stepped forward and said to Zhao Ling'er, "Sister Ling'er, I have always loved you, and I have always wanted to marry you as my treasure. Now, the deadline has come, and you have not found the man you like. Why don't sister Ling'er consider me?"

Zhao Ling'er glanced at Tang Fengmian. When she thought of the scene where Tang Fengmian hugged the girl in the flower building a few days ago, she felt that the man in front of her was a little disgusting. It was indeed a hypocrite! She looked handsome and gentlemanly, but she didn't know that she was just a playboy who was slick in private! She, Zhao Ling'er, only wanted to follow the man she liked, even if she was a concubine!

Withdrew his gaze, Zhao Ling'er said to Zhao Yong and Tang Fengmian: "Dad, Mr. Tang, I'm going to hide it from you. I've found the man I like!"

"Ling'er, mess around!"

"Dad, I'm not making a fuss. I really have a man I like."

Tang Fengmian's fists tightened and said, "Sister Ling'er is joking again."

"I'm not joking. I really have a man I like. Today he also accompanied me to have dinner at the most famous inn in our town. By the way, Mr. Tang, isn't that inn run by your house? You can send someone to ask your waiter, and they all saw it."

The only smile on Tang Fengmian's face disappeared instantly and his expression became stiff.

Zhao Yong's face was not much better, "Ling'er, you! Whose family is that man? Whose name is! I want to see, he has better conditions than Fengmian!"

Zhao Ling'er bit her lower lip, lowered her head shyly and whispered: "His name is Yu Juechen, not from our town, I didn't ask, but he knows the embroidery lady."

Tang Fengmian silently wrote down Zhao Linger's words, and it seemed that the proposal of marriage today would be a disaster.

But no one in Dongying Town can rob him of women! Is Yu Juechen? Haha! Then wait.

Tang Fengmian gritted his teeth and looked at Zhao Yong: "Uncle, I am sincere to Ling'er. Perhaps Ling'er was just an impulse. No matter what, I am willing to wait for Ling'er."

Zhao Linger said in her heart, "Hyphorical!"

Zhao Yong looked at his precious daughter and gave Tang Fengmian a look. Tang Fengmian understood and left with excuse.

When Mu Anci came over, he happened to meet Tang Fengmian who had just left the front hall.

Seeing this, she spoke to Tang Fengmian and said, "Fengmian, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

Tang Fengmian pursed his lips and nodded, looking disappointed, "Auntie, Ling'er rejected me again today. So..."

"That girl Ling'er just loves to play. Don't be angry with her, and don't bother with her. Your uncle and I will persuade her well. Don't worry, we only recognize you as our son-in-law."
Chapter completed!