"Yueyue, stop being ridiculous. This is my tent, and I'm a man. As a young lady, do you no longer care about your reputation? Do you ever want to marry?"
Zhu Yinian said with a helpless tone.
"If I cannot be married off, then so be it. I will just stay by Father's and your side forever." Zhu Xinyue huffed and then spoke softly.
"How can you say such things? You are the eldest daughter of the Zhu Family; you should find someone who cherishes you to spend the rest of your life with. Father and I, we cannot hold you back."
Zhu Yinian's face was stern, and his voice was extremely serious.
Zhu Xinyue felt extremely unhappy inside, and she muttered, "Brother, are you suddenly talking about my marriage because you wish to get married?"
If he wanted to marry, then with whom?
Xie Feifei, perhaps?
Thinking this, Zhu Xinyue felt her heart as if it had been punctured by a needle.
Zhu Yinian frowned deeply; he couldn't understand how the conversation had turned to his own marriage.
