After Transmigrating, I Became the Favored One in My Mountain Stronghold

Transmigrated to become a mountain bandit? Well, it's like returning to my old profession. The mountain stronghold was as poor as could be, so we could only start developing the land to achieve...

Chapter Eighteen: The Three-Month Term

Hu Biao was seething with anger. He glanced at the people sitting in the hall, pursed his lips, and waved his hand sullenly.

"Chief Hua, you're too kind. How could I possibly hold a grudge against Miss Mo Lan? It's understandable for a young lady to be a little temperamental! But I hope Chief Hua will consider this marriage carefully."

Seeing the threatening tone in his chieftain's voice, Changliang added with a smile,

"Don't worry, Chief Hua. Our Chief is a few years older than Miss Mo Lan. After we get married, he will definitely pamper her and make sure she lives a happy and fulfilling life!"

So what if I'm being pretentious? Once I'm inside White Tiger Cliff, I'll just be a plaything under the Great Chief's feet!

Thinking of the scene before his eyes, Chang Liang's gaze towards Mo Lan became even more unrestrained.

Changliang~

Mo Lan glanced at him coldly, thinking, "He really is a stubborn pest!"

"Is Chief Hu really so keen on arranging this marriage?" Mo Lan asked, looking at Hu Biao.

“Of course, this chieftain never plays games!” Hu Biao stared at the woman standing there, his eyes deep.

"Originally, I wasn't interested in this marriage, mainly because you're not much older than my father. But since you're so keen on this union, I have a compromise."

"Oh? Tell me about it!"

Hu Biao was displeased when Mo Lan said he was old, but looking into her cunning eyes, he subconsciously asked her a question.

"It's not impossible for me to marry you willingly. I have three months. If you can change my mind, I'll marry you, how about it?"

Mo Lan looked at Hu Biao with a defiant gaze!

Hu Biao looked at Mo Lan's small, radiant face, his eyes flickering slightly. Remembering his plan, he shook his head.

"Isn't three months too long?"

Mo Lan shrugged innocently. "I'm doing this for your own good, giving you plenty of time to prepare. You can't win the heart of a beauty without putting in some effort. How can I feel comfortable marrying you if I can't see your sincerity?"

"If you can't even wait three months, I'll have to wonder if you're truly serious about proposing, or if you have some other motive?"

As Mo Lan spoke, she raised her eyebrows, her phoenix eyes staring directly at Hu Biao, and the corners of her lips curving into a perfectly appropriate arc.

Hu Biao looked at Mo Lan, his heart tightened, and his eyes flashed. "Within three months, no matter what I do, Miss Mo Lan will not object?"

"Of course, since there is an agreement, the chief's whereabouts will not be restricted. To be fair, I will not deliberately avoid him. It's just that I prefer quiet and like to stroll around the back mountain."

Mo Lan glanced at him and calmly revealed her whereabouts.

"Haha... Thank you for your guidance, Miss Mo Lan. I will certainly not let you down."

Hu Biao looked at Hu Molan, whose expression was slightly cold, and his mustache twitched smugly.

Mo Lan curled her lips slightly, her cool eyes narrowing slightly, "Since Chief Hu is so confident, then I look forward to the surprise he has in store for me!"

Chang Liang received Hu Biao's look and immediately laughed, "Alright, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond. Everyone here is a witness to the two of them. Let's go back and prepare. Three months from now, White Tiger Cliff and Green Dragon Village will be happily married!"

After seeing Hu Biao and the others off, Hua Yifei looked at his daughter, who had changed so much, and felt a pang of sadness.

The daughter is in a difficult position because of the need to build a counterfeit business.

“Niece, we all know that Hu Biao has ulterior motives, so why did you agree to his three-month deadline?”