"What's the trouble? That boy has lots of free time, don't decline, just consider it as staying to keep Grandpa company."
Feng Heng took Xia Yinian's hand, appearing unwilling to let go.
The man standing under the shade of the trees slightly curved his lips.
"Have you been quite free lately?" Gu Beicheng glanced at the person beside him.
"If Grandpa says I'm free, then I can only be free." Feng Yan replied with a smile, returning the gaze, "Looks like you're pretty free too."
Gu Beicheng frowned slightly but ignored him.
"By the way, hasn't Nian Nian already gotten engaged to Ling Qian?" Feng Yan's words carried a hint of intrigue.
"What does that have to do with you!" Gu Beicheng coldly snorted.
"I also hope it has nothing to do with me." Feng Yan sighed.
He really hadn't expected that for a girl, even the illustrious Seventh Young Master would become so crazy.
It's not that he hadn't thought about it, Feng Yan knew already, but he couldn't stop it.
