Xiao Yang's hands were consistently put in the pocket of his trouser pocket and said slowly.

And his expression when he said this was like an emotional expert, which attracted He Huan's envious gaze.

Although He Huan's cultivation is far above Xiao Yang, his emotional experience is indeed slim. And he can only see a few men by his side all day long.

After a while, Wu Gang brought his servants back to the Wu family's mansion.

Wu Miaoyu had long known that Wu Gang went to take the dowry to Meng Zilongjing, and he was waiting in the courtyard early in the morning, with Chunxue, Qiuyue and others accompanying him.

When Wu Miaoyu and others saw Wu Gang returning, they looked angry, and the group of servants behind him brought the dowry back intact, which made them look at each other, with doubts in their eyes.

Chunxue asked suspiciously: "What happened? Can you make the master like this?"

Qiuyue quickly made a gesture to Chunxue to silence, signaling him not to talk too much.

Wu Miaoyu was also surprised. He couldn't help but feel curiosity. He quickly walked to Wu Gang and asked hurriedly: "Father, what's wrong? Did Mencius Long anger his father?"

The concerns revealed in his words were not for the anger of Wu Gang or for the matter between him and Meng Zilong.

Wu Gang said earnestly: "Daughter, it's not that my father advises you. Who do you like? But he just put all his thoughts on that guy Meng Zilong, but he doesn't appreciate it. Even if he takes the dowry for his father to propose marriage, he still says he should consider it again!"

"This...how is this possible?"

Wu Miaoyu said in disbelief.

Mencius Long offended the second elder for his safety and even wiped out the Song family. Through all these incidents, it can also prove Mencius Long’s feelings for him.

But when facing the marriage, Meng Zilong's hesitation was once again unbelievable.

Wu Gang sighed heavily and said, "Can you still tell lies to you for your father? This is all heard by my father, but you don't have to worry about your daughter. My father has given the last ultimatum to that guy Meng Zilong. If he hadn't thought it through before Yehe, he wouldn't want to marry my daughter!"

The luster in Wu Miaoyu's eyes gradually dimmed, and he seemed to have lost his mind, as if he had not heard what Wu Gang said, wandering around in the sky. Seeing Wu Miaoyu's distracted look, Wu Gang sighed helplessly, and then walked into the lobby.

Chunxue wrapped her hands around her chest, let out annoyed cold snorting in her breath, and then cursed viciously: "Menzilong is really ignorant of praise! Miss, you are all for him, but he is not conscious of appearance. If it were me, I wouldn't marry him!"

Qiuyue said quickly, "Chunxue, don't talk nonsense! Mr. Meng may just be unprepared for a while!"

As he said that, he held Wu Miaoyu's hand with one hand, and then persuaded: "Miss, give Mr. Meng some more time, and it's still early to dark now. I believe Mr. Meng will definitely come!"

After Chunxue could hear this, she let out a cold voice, turned her head aside, and said coldly: "If you want me to see, it would be strange that guy would show up!"

Wu Miaoyu, who had not made a sound for a long time, gradually came to his senses. His eyes were slightly red, and there was a choked voice mixed in his voice. He said in a deep voice: "I'll wait until dark. If he didn't show up, I would rather not marry him for the rest of my life!"

After speaking, Wu Miaoyu turned around and walked towards her boudoir.

Dongri and Xiahua looked at Wu Miaoyu's disdainful back as they left, their eyes full of worry.
Chapter completed!