Stunned, Fu Yu looked at the young lady who had sat down, exhausted, with her face covered with tears.
"What's more..." Fu Qingjiu stared Fu Yu in his eyes darkly.
"Making Murong Yang marry a lady who does not love him is truly unfair to him. It would only add to his pain. Murong Yang would only fall for a lady because of her physical appearance. Maiden Feng is exquisitely gorgeous. Now that I arranged a beautiful lady for him, I am returning the favor of the Murong family and we are even!"
From then on, Fu Qingjiu owed Murong Yang nothing. She had repaid her debt of gratitude. Hopefully, Murong Yang would stop hounding her.
Fu Yu pursed his lips together, his face was hardened.
"Are you sure you could return the Murong's family favor by marrying him to another lady?"
"Yes." Fu Qingjiu raised her head slightly.
