Xuan Yingluo followed the local rich man back. This local rich man doted on her very much, practically worshipping her like a goddess.
In the evening, the local rich man went to Xuan Yingluo’s room, “I know you’re not really willing to marry me. I Can Wait. I can use my own sincerity to exchange for your sincerity. And don’t worry, I definitely won’t touch you without your consent.”
Xuan Yingluo stood in front of the window, looking at the southern sky with her beautiful eyes. “About the marriage, if you really respect me, then take me to the capital.”
“What for?”
“I still have family. My parents are in the capital. I want to go back and see them.”
The local rich man didn’t expect Xuan Yingluo to come from the capital. He thought that Zhou Yu’s dancers didn’t have any background, but looking at Xuan Yingluo’s smooth skin and her unique charm.., she was definitely not someone that could be raised in the south.
