Once the partner for the "marriage alliance" was decided, Madam Yang's smile grew even warmer. She enthusiastically urged Chen Sheng to stay and dine with them.
However, Chen Sheng keenly perceived a subtle anomaly in her eyes. It wasn't merely the concern of an elder; it was mixed with scrutiny, wariness, and even a hint of… hidden anticipation?
A chill went through him, and he politely declined the invitation.
Both Lin Shou and his wife were acting strangely, in a way he couldn't quite put his finger on. Until he understood the situation, he preferred to keep his distance and minimize contact.
'Although Madam Yang is very much my type—slim waist, long legs, and exceptionally voluptuous.'
'But I also know that some people are off-limits.'
'I can't let my little head control my big one.'
Now that the marriage candidate had been chosen and his objective met, it was better to return to the Military Camp and focus on cultivation than to stay here exchanging false pleasantries.
