“You want to thank me on his behalf? Even so, that’s no reason to make me your granddaughter’s husband!”
“Young man, you’ve got it wrong. I’m not thanking you. I’m giving you a problem of epic proportions!”
“Huh? A problem?” Yang Qing asks, confused. “What do you mean?”
“My granddaughter may have a temper, but she’s still Yuan Zhongnan’s granddaughter. Her suitors could line up from here all the way to the other end of Zhongjiang City. If you marry her, they’ll all become your rivals.
“And what I want you to be is a live-in son-in-law.”
“A live-in son-in-law?”
Yang Qing’s heart sinks. So even when a pie falls from the sky, it’s never that easy to enjoy.
Not bad, wonderful