Zhao Runlin lives in a quiet room with a small size in the sky, with double rooms inside and outside, with quiet surroundings and elegant decoration inside.

"Master." Zhao Feng shouted to the inner room.

Yan Hanyu looked up and saw a figure with long hair draped over her shoulders and a shallow white dress slowly coming out of it.

Lang Yan is unique, and there is no other way around.

These words popped up in her mind, and she was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect to see Zhao Runlin like this, and then she blushed slightly after realizing it.

"I'm rude, I don't know you'll come." Zhao Runlin said apologetically.

"I'm just rude, Brother Lin is so polite."

Zhao Feng poured a cup of tea for Yan Hanyu and asked her to sit down.

"Why would you like to regard her as your adopted daughter? There would be less politeness." Zhao Feng thought he had a good idea.

"Cough cough cough!" Yan Hanyu took a sip of tea into her mouth. She was choked by the water and covered her mouth and coughed.

Adopted daughter!

Zhao Feng, I remember this sentence. She, a virgin who had changed her teeth, actually made her recognize a young man who was not as weak as her adopted father. If she was the same age as Zhao Runlin in her previous life, she would not be able to accept it.

"No nonsense. How can one recognize others as fathers, mothers and children?" Zhao Runlin said to Hanyu, "I'll lose my companion."

Yan Hanyu was choked and felt uncomfortable. A sip of water almost spurted out in her mouth just now. She had never been so rude after living for sixteen years in her previous life.

She vaguely heard the conversation between her.

"Isn't the little one trying to leave a gift for me? I don't have anyone close to me, so I'd say that."

After pausing for a while, he heard Zhao Runlin's voice, "Okay, when this time the matter is done, I will give you a marriage after I go back."

"Master! The young man didn't say he wanted to get married."

"Are you just after the monster didn't leave it? You've already reached the crown, it's time to get married."

"Master, please spare me."

"Or the marriage that Uncle Lei has arranged for you."

Zhao Runlin came out again, with his long hair tied up with a jade hairpin on his head, his clothes were neat and handsome.

Zhao Feng followed him with a bitter look on his face, dejected.

"Don't take Zhao Feng's words to heart."

"I..." Yan Hanyu glanced away, and had a serious face on her face, and then said, "Sir, there are a lot of them."

Zhao Feng felt funny and endured the words in his mouth when a seven-year-old girl said them.

Yan Hanyu was not angry, and she still looked serious. Thinking of her original intention of coming here, she asked, "Brother Lin, has your injury healed?"

"That's not a hurt, you don't have to remember it."

"I'll see, can I?"

Zhao Runlin reached out to show her.

Yan Hanyu saw that only a small light trace was left on the back of his hand, which was similar to his fair skin. If he didn't look closely, he wouldn't be able to see it. She was surprised. It was only three days before the red mark had disappeared.

"It's amazing. If it were me, it would definitely take half a year to shed the mark." Even if you apply ointment every day, it would not disappear in just a few days.

"Have you been burned?" Zhao Runlin couldn't help asking when he heard her say this.
Chapter completed!