Yue Chushui watched as Lin Caisang's gaze lingered on Yuan Jue and their squad, and couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing much."
Lin Caisang withdrew her gaze, then glanced at her elder brother and younger brother.
"I was just thinking, Brother, Chushui, when you guys find a wife in the future, you must be discerning. Don't just look at appearances; the glitz and glamour of appearances are really of no use."
Listening to the conversation of those people earlier, she almost wanted to laugh.
She had never seen someone so oblivious and unwilling to admit mistakes; even if no one in the entire team indulged her, she still thought she was quite remarkable, believing everyone should yield to her.
A woman like that, raised by her own family to be married off to her enemy, just to be a scourge to them.
Lin Changhong: "..."
His sister really thought too far ahead. He didn't even want to get married so soon, especially when there wasn't even a woman around him now. Get married?
