"Wait! Mom, what the hell are you talking about?" Lathel quickly spoke up: "Is she my fiancee?"
"That's right." Ryne smiled and nodded: "What's wrong? Don't you like her? Is she not pretty enough or…"
"Ack! That…" Lathel was a bit confused; he didn't know what to say at this time because Ryne surprised him too much.
"Mom Ryne, this… is a bit surprising; she and I don't even know each other."
Ryne smiled and patted his head: "It's okay. Lathel, you don't know her, but she knows you very well."
"I provided almost all information about you to her, and of course, I did not force her."
"But…" Lathel glanced at Fuxian, then sighed and said: "Mom, I really don't know who she is; this is too fast. At least, I want to spend some time with her first."
In fact, Fuxian is very beautiful, and she possesses a kind of traditional beauty. Of course, when Ryne brought him a beautiful woman, he felt very happy. How could he refuse?
