"Do you have feelings for Zhao Xun? Do you like him? Do you think you two are a good match? Will he be interested in you?"

Hit by Su Shien's soul-searching, the usually heartless Tiezhu fell into deep thought.

Ding Junjie asked him to exercise, but Tiezhu was reluctant.

Zhou Yi asked him why he was distracted. Tiezhu didn't want to answer, but he thought that if he was upset, he wouldn't make others feel good.

So he pretended to be deep and said, "I am thinking about my lifelong event."

Well, this time it's Zhou Yi's turn to be anxious.

Just after the Chinese New Year, this guy found his ideal partner?

Who introduced him to this? He couldn't have found it on his own!

Or...

Zhou Yi asked tentatively, "The official media came to visit?"

Tiezhu rolled his eyes: "Who are you looking down on?"

"Does your second uncle know?"

"Why should he know? We haven't even started yet!"

Zhouyi...

Anyone who reports false military intelligence should be dragged out and beheaded.

The Dali Temple clerk, who usually hated writing, took out his brush for the first time today and started writing and drawing.

When it was time to leave the office, Tiezhu rushed out the door at the speed of light.

He was almost starving to death. Thinking was indeed a very exhausting thing.

Zhou Yi hesitated for a while, fearing that Tiezhu would strike back.

After confirming that he had really left, Zhou Yi quickly opened the booklet on the table and found the neatly folded paper from it.

There were a lot of words written on the paper, but unfortunately they were all crossed out.

The ink stains are so smudged that their true appearance cannot be seen.

There appears to be a line of well-preserved writing on the back.

Zhou Yi took a closer look and was immediately furious.

Five tiny dog-crawling characters: "Peeking is a puppy!"

There is also a picture of an extremely ugly black dog at the back.

Zhouyi...

Good boy, I will tell your second uncle in a while.