"What do you mean by that?" Long Yuetian interrupted. She instantly understood what her father was suggesting.
"I don't mean much. I just think the Second Master of the Zhai family is a decent man. He saved your life and we can't really return this favor using money right?"
"But you can't use your daughter's happiness and marriage either!"
"But you're the one who owes him a favor in the first place!" Long Yuetian's father retorted.
"Father!"
"Okay okay, I didn't say anything," Long Yuetian's father compromised.
Upon hearing this response, Long Yuetian muttered discontentedly: "When I was a kid, you said that if any brat dared to marry me, you'd break his legs. But now, you're desperately trying to get me married off…"
"But aren't you much older now…"
Long Yuetian angrily stared at her father when she heard his response.
