"You two have absolutely no blood relation, if you wish to marry, father will allow it."
"Ah?"
Wan Yilan was stunned, never in her dreams had she imagined she would hear such words from Jun Luo's mouth. Even though she knew better than to believe a single word he said, she couldn't help but feel a tinge of joy in her heart:
"Are... Are you serious?"
"Of course, I am serious."
Jun Luo said with a smile: "However, before that, you need to agree to one thing for Dad.
"As long as you agree, I might even spare everyone present today.
"The father and son recognized each other today, and they will still have plenty of time to renew their father-son relationship in the future.
"I'm even willing to let you marry Wan Cangxin, and even if it's Wusheng Hall, did Dad ever really care about it?
"I would gladly hand it over without any covetousness.
"What do you think?"
"..."
Wan Yilan's brows were tightly knit: "What do you want me to do?"
"Ha ha ha."
