Zhen Heng stood beside Zhen Shicheng, watching his heart and eyes, and raised his eyelids slightly when he heard the soft voice.

At this moment, Zhen Heng was struck by lightning, staring at the girl who walked in, unable to recover.

This, this is not something you encounter in the forest.

As soon as she entered the room, Jiang Si could not ignore the fiery gaze. She glanced at the source of the gaze with the corner of her eye, and the faint smile on her lips froze suddenly. She had the urge to run away.

Why did the person she met when she jumped from the tree that day appear in her house?

Zhen Shicheng's loud laughter came: "Miss Jiang, we meet again."

Jiang Si calmed himself down and walked forward to greet Jiang Ancheng and Zhen Shicheng, but his eyes could not help but fall on Zhen Heng.

Zhen Shicheng secretly glanced at his son's reaction.

The brat has repeatedly dismissed his suggestions, and now he has no idea what he is thinking.

Zhen Heng had no thoughts at the moment, and the scene of the encounter that day kept flashing through his mind.

The distance between the girl who fell from the sky with long crow hair and the girl in front of him gradually disappeared.

It turned out that she was a girl from the Dongping Marquis's mansion, and not the forest fairy he had thought.

With this realization, the boy's fair ears suddenly turned red for some reason.

Zhen Shicheng saw his son's reaction and was very angry.

You little rascal, you acted like a monk in front of your own father and now you are almost drooling, you are really embarrassing him!

"Cough cough." Zhen Shicheng coughed twice vigorously.

Zhen Heng seemed to have just woken up from a dream and quickly lowered his head. However, the heat on his face did not subside for a long time. He did not know where to put his hands. He did not dare to look at the girl again. He just tilted his ears to listen to what she said.

The girl's voice was soft and gentle, and her tone when talking to his father was surprisingly familiar, without any sign of awkwardness.

Zhen Heng listened quietly, and a vague thought came to his mind: It turns out that father can be reliable sometimes.

When this thought came to his mind, his ears turned even redder and he cursed himself inwardly for being useless.

She saw him like this, so she should make fun of him, right?

Thinking of this, Zhen Heng secretly glanced at Jiang Si.

Jiang Si didn't look in Zhen Heng's direction.

It was a little embarrassing to be caught by this person jumping down from the tree, but that was it. She and this person were just strangers after all, and she didn't really care what strangers thought of them now.

In her previous life, she cared too much about what other people thought of her, which was why she lived such a tiring and vain life. In the end, she learned her lesson.

A voice came from the door again: "I heard that Master Zhen is here. I am sorry for not coming to greet you. I hope Master Zhen will not blame me."

Old Master Jiang walked in with brisk steps.

Zhen Shicheng frowned quickly.

He brought his son here to secretly meet his future daughter-in-law. Why is this guy causing trouble?

Although he thought so, Zhen Shicheng remained calm and began to be polite with Mr. Jiang Er.

Elder Jiang Er was surprised to find Jiang Si here: "Why is Si'er here too?"

Before Jiang Si could answer, Zhen Shicheng said, "I came to thank Miss Jiang."

"Looking for Si'er to thank you?" Old Master Jiang didn't dare to ask Zhen Shicheng and looked at Jiang Ancheng.

Jiang Ancheng suppressed his pride and said to Jiang Si, "The master is talking, you can go back first."

Jiang Si knelt down and said, "Master Zhen, father, and second uncle, I will take my leave first."

Zhen Shicheng waved his hand and smiled, "Miss Jiang, please call me Uncle Zhen from now on. Calling me Master Zhen is too formal."

There was a flash of surprise in Mr. Jiang's eyes.

What on earth did the fourth girl do to make a third-rank official treat her so differently?

Uncle—Does this mean you want to make friends with eldest brother?

Jiang Si had not expected such a change, and smiled at Zhen Shicheng: "Uncle Zhen."

In her previous life, her father was driven out of the family and became destitute, and the fact that her second uncle inherited the title was like a sharp sword hanging over her heart, making her dare not forget it for even a moment.

It would undoubtedly be of great benefit if her father could be on good terms with Lord Zhen, and she really respected Lord Zhen's character and ability, so she was very willing to call him "Uncle Zhen".

Zhen Shicheng was such a sharp person that he could naturally hear the sincerity in Jiang Ancheng's words. He laughed and said to him, "Brother, you have raised a good daughter. I really envy you."

Jiang Ancheng was quick to say modestly, "Not at all, I'm just more sensible than that brat."

Zhen Shicheng immediately felt like he had found a close friend: "That's indeed the case..."

The two of them complained about their son's faults together, and the more they talked, the more they got along, leaving Old Master Jiang completely out of the way.

The more Zhen Heng listened, the more pressure he felt.

Neither his father nor Miss Jiang's father had a good impression of their son.

He raised his eyes and subconsciously chased after the girl, but found that she had left without knowing when.

After leaving the Dongping Marquis' Mansion, Zhen Heng seemed to be hesitant to speak on the way back.

Zhen Shicheng was very observant and ignored his son.

Humph, you were making excuses before, but now you have made up your mind. If you have anything to say, just keep it to yourself. He is not in a hurry anyway.

Back at the back house of Shuntian Mansion, they were about to separate, and Zhen Heng finally couldn't help but speak: "Father——"

"Hmm?" Zhen Shicheng glanced at his son whose face was flushed, and refused to say another word.

Today I will teach this brat what the saying "fortunes change over time" means!

Zhen Heng suppressed the heat on his face and tried his best to appear calm and composed: "Is the girl I met today the one you praised so much before?"

"You're full of praise?" Zhen Shicheng was surprised. "No, when has your father ever praised a little girl so much?"

Zhen Heng's mouth twitched.

Sooner or later he will do something to beat me up.

"Oh, by the way, I have always thought that Ah Xi is a good girl and have praised her many times. Are you asking her?"

A Xi is the female coroner under Zhen Shicheng. Because she is a young girl, everyone around Zhen Shicheng knows her.

Zhen Heng's face darkened.

Is this really my biological father? I finally got the chance to ridicule him, and he spared no effort.

Seeing Zhen Shicheng's foxy smile, Zhen Heng bowed his head in resignation: "It's just... Father mentioned a few days ago that he had taken a fancy to a girl..."

The one he wants to marry!

Zhen Shicheng suddenly realized: "Well, yes, but now I feel that a forced melon is not sweet, and a forced flower is not fragrant, so let's stop this matter."

Zhen Heng looked at Zhen Shicheng eagerly, almost accusing him of not keeping his word.

Zhen Shicheng stroked his beard calmly and said, "Father has something else to do. I'm going to the study now."

Since his son started to get anxious, he would not be anxious anymore. After all, whoever wants to get married would be anxious.

But the little bastard is so superficial. He remained indifferent after hearing so much. Today, he became anxious when they met. It was obvious that he was simply attracted by the girl's beauty.

Seeing his father leave mercilessly, Zhen Heng finally couldn't help but speak: "Father, that melon...is not forced..."

Zhen Shicheng looked at Zhen Heng for a long while and asked, "Do you want this daughter-in-law?"

Zhen Heng blushed and nodded: "I want it."