"Very good. My father has been worried about my marriage recently," Leng Ruoxue said helplessly.
"Hehe, I think Miss Ning has too many suitors. I wonder which one your father chose to be his son-in-law!" Yuan Biao teased.
"Alliance Master Yuan!" Leng Ruoxue blushed and was a little embarrassed.
"Hehe! It's normal to get married when you grow up! If I had a daughter as beautiful as you, I would also be worried." Yuan Biao seemed to be deeply touched and his eyes were filled with envy.
"Doesn't Alliance Master Yuan have many daughters? I'm afraid you won't be able to not worry, right?" Leng Ruoxue teased.
"Hehe, I don't have a daughter as beautiful as you. However, that son of mine has me worried sick. Sigh!" Yuan Biao was very helpless. Now, whenever he mentioned his useless son, he could not help but sigh.
"Alliance Master Yuan, don't worry about your son's injuries. He will definitely recover," Leng Ruoxue comforted.