Ling Han couldn't help but laugh in spite of himself, and said, "There's no rush to get married. Let me put down my luggage first."
"S-sorry, Young Master." Huan Xue hurriedly got up and wiped her eyes, looking very aggrieved.
"What is it?" Ling Han asked.
"Wuwuwu, someone wants to take Huan Xue as a concubine, but Huan Xue Xue isn't willing." The little female attendant started to cry again.
A cold glint flashed across Ling Han's eyes, "Who is it?"
"I think he's called, Hu Qiu," the little female attendant said, racking her brains.
Ling Han couldn't help but be rendered speechless. 'He wants to take you as their concubine, yet you don't even remember his name?'
"Forget it, I'll go and ask Mo Guohao about it."
He found Mo Guohao and asked him about the situation.
Mo Guohao was very clear, and recounted the whole story to Ling Han.