At this time, Zhu Junyang didn’t know that he was going to get kicked out by his father once he married his future wife who was too good at making money. He had taken advantage of the time when the guests were moving downstairs to secretly enter the east room.

His little lass was currently sitting next to the window. The light from the window illuminated that slightly smiling and pretty girl with a gentle veil of warmth. Her pair of lively and occasionally crafty or coquettish eyes were glowing with life. It was as if they could suck a person’s soul away from them and make them bewitched.

He didn’t know what Xiaolian had said but his little lass stopped looking out the window and turned around. Her pretty face had a hint of anger on it. In addition, the skin on her slight face seemed to glisten like the most precious jade and had the most perfect texture, glowing with health. It was as if she had been sculpted from a high-quality piece of jade.

Zhu Junyang suddenly had a saying that he didn’t know where he got from flash through his head, ‘A so-called beauty resembles a flower, has the demeanor of an immortal, the grace of the willow, bones like jade, cold snow-like skin, and the limpid autumn water-like...