Xia Jinsong finished speaking, looking at Lu Hualiang with anticipation, hoping he would express his stance.
It would be best if he agreed to marry Xia Weibao on the spot.
However, the man was expressionless, and upon closer inspection, his facial muscles seed a bit stiff.
Xia Jinsong felt a bit nervous; what did this an?
Could he still think poorly of Xia Weibao?
The position of Patriarch of the Xia Family ant sothing; Sumr couldn’t possibly be unaware.
Why is it that even with such a tempting offer, this man is unmoved?
Could it be that Sumr’s standards have gotten so high that the Patriarch of the Ancient dical Family is beneath him?
"Mr. Sumr, Mr. Sumr," Xia Jinsong called out twice.
Lu Hualiang finally pulled his thoughts back from the gentle and considerate words Xia Weibao had just spoken.
"What’s the matter?"
"What do you think of Xia Weibao?" Xia Jinsong asked tentatively.
"She’s quite good; Miss Xia... prioritizes family, takes care of her husband, is gentle and considerate, presentable, and accomplished in cooking; she’s a good woman."
This praise made him feel guilty for her.
Apart from gaming and spicy snacks, she loves to fight.
Rudeness is one thing, but refusing to admit it, and thinking she’s a lady every day.
As for being presentable and accomplished in cooking...
Whether she is presentable is debatable; but thinking about that ti she blew up the kitchen, it gives him the jitters.
Xia Jinsong’s wrinkles relaxed. "Right? My granddaughter is excellent, and she’s also the next Patriarch of the Xia Family."
Lu Hualiang smiled slightly. What he cared about was never her status.
Moreover, she isn’t soone who values fa and fortune.
A thousand years ago, she was about to beco the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, yet she gave it all up to follow him.
The Xia Family’s garden is big, with a small lake in the middle, and there’s a pavilion at the center of the lake.
Two people sat inside.
Bang—
Xia Yongxuan angrily swept the tea set off the stone table onto the ground.
Staring at the phone placed on the table, listening to the conversation between Xia Jinsong and Sumr, her usual gentle and dignified image finally couldn’t be maintained.
The jealousy in her eyes almost overflowed.
For so many years, she worked diligently for the Xia Family, being tireless and selfless.
Her whole heart was focused on revitalizing the Xia Family and restoring its forr glory!
She worked so hard; what ca of it?
Her grandfather, her own grandfather, actually regarded her efforts as worthless!
Wanting to pass the position of Patriarch to Xia Weibao!
Not only wanting to give Xia Family to Xia Weibao but even Sumr, he wants to give Xia Weibao!
On what basis!
The Xia Family is her blood, Sumr is her man, yet her grandfather wants to give what’s hers to Xia Weibao!
Long Xuanye’s eyes were indifferent, and the corners of his mouth curved into a cold arc, reaching out, calmly retrieving the phone.
Just t Xia Jinsong on the road earlier, he guessed the old man went to find Lu Hualiang.
So, he casually installed a bug on him.
Exactly to let the woman in front see her current situation clearly.
After venting, Xia Yongxuan took a deep breath, steadying her mind.
"Mr. Long, what is your intention in letting listen to these?"
Long Xuanye’s long fingers tapped lightly on the table, "Naturally, to help Miss Xia."
"You’re helping ?" A trace of surprise flashed in Xia Yongxuan’s eyes.
Long Xuanye’s expression remained unchanged, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, "To be precise, it’s cooperation."
"Cooperation?" Xia Yongxuan was even more puzzled.
She and he don’t know each other, nor have common interests, how to cooperate.
"You want Sumr, I want Xia Weibao."
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