Fu Kuangzheng laughed, "Those girls outside, it's fine to play around, but you're not getting any younger. It's time to settle down. One of these days I'll help you check out the socialites in the capital, see if there's one suitable for you."
"There's no need for you to worry about my matters, Second Uncle."
"We're family; it's natural to be concerned."
"Second Uncle has certainly set plenty of traps for me. What you're really worried about is whether I'll still be alive to return."
Once the words were out, it felt as if something had exploded in the air, igniting a heavy smell of gunpowder.
Fu Kuangzheng's expression froze, his dark eyes fixed with disbelief.
"Unfortunately, I'm not dead yet — contrary to your hopes, Second Uncle, I'm still perfectly fine."
Fu Kuangzheng's eyelids twitched, his mouth pulling into a smile, "What are you saying? Of course, Second Uncle wishes you well."
