"Ah?"
Stunned.
Dazed.
Dumbfounded.
Even if you had wisdom beyond compare, you could never have anticipated the breathtakingly beautiful woman before you would suddenly make such a move.
Wait!
Half of a jade pendant!
They form a pair!
Childhood betrothal, token of engagement!
"Old Wang, this gift, as an adoptive son, truly makes me feel undeserving!" You shout repeatedly in your heart, while also singing praises for Old Wang.
You stand up with a "whoosh," appearing somewhat flustered, rushing forward to help Zhao Yu. As the two of you touch hands, both you and Zhao Yu feel a tingling sensation all over, causing you to quickly step back several times, scratching your head, face flushed bright red. Zhao Yu also lowers her face, blushing, indescribably beautiful.
"Hmph!" At this moment, an extremely discordant cold snort rings out in the room.
Turning your head to see an unhappy shota staring at you, he says in a very formal tone, "You don't deserve my elder sister!"
