There is a fox in my house

Chapter 1816 Finale: Coincidence 9
The main purpose of Xian'er's trip this time is to establish a written record for herself.

Yuzhao was furious in his heart, writing like a wild dragon dancing wildly, after writing the papers, without waiting for Xianer to speak, he bit his own finger and pressed the handprint.

Turning her head, she glanced at Xian'er indifferently, and said in a steady tone, "I'm satisfied after looking at it. Is there anything else that needs to be changed?"

Xian'er was a little surprised by her straightforward nature, and at the same time, she had some appreciation for her.

This woman seems to really not want to marry the son as his wife. .Not acting or anything.

She walked over, looked down at the letter, was silent for a moment, looked up at her and said, "I want to know, is it because you already have a beloved man in your heart because you don't want to marry the young master?"

Yu Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No..."

"You... aren't you afraid that when you meet the man you love in the future, he will dislike you when he finds out that you are not innocent?"

Yu Zhao smiled lightly, and said in a cold voice, "If a man truly loves me, he will naturally love all of me."

"He will love me even more after he knows that my innocence has been taken away by others..."

"If you despise me because I have lost my innocence, such a man is not worthy of my liking, let alone spending my life with me..."

It was the first time Xianer heard such a statement.

After thinking about it, I felt that what she said really made sense.

It's just that, in this world where men are respected, how can women have the right to talk about love and love.

These things are too extravagant for them.

But any woman who loses her innocence will inevitably be rejected by her husband's family in the future. . .

Can do not dislike, but feel distressed. .How many people can be found in this world?
In the elegant and quiet room, the potted flowers placed emit a burst of charming aroma.

Shangguan Yu held the paintbrush in one hand, and wherever the stroke of the brush went, the lines drawn formed lifelike flowers.

Hearing what Xian'er brought back, he was slightly taken aback, and raised his head, his eyes flickering with some unknown emotions.

"She really said that?"

Xian'er nodded, "Yes, this servant feels that she has something special."

(End of this chapter)