"Dad, what did you say? Engagement?" Bai Shishi exclaimed.
Marriage had always been a weight on Bai Shishi's heart. As a direct descendant of her family, she was expected to marry into another prominent family to promote family development. Marrying someone she loved was very difficult.
Lin Tian was also warily staring at Bai Tianlong. This old guy was acting strange. He was ready to kill him just a moment ago, so why was he suddenly willing to marry his daughter to him?
Wu Yong sat on the sofa, resting his cheek on his hand, leering at Lin Tian, clearly enjoying the drama. Wang Sicong was doing the same.
Bai Tianlong seemed to notice their doubts, sighed softly, and said, "Jiaming is dead. Now you're my only daughter. Your happiness is the most important. Lin Tian treats you well, and I feel more at ease entrusting you to him. You two should have a grandson for me soon."
