"Adrian said that you two are planning to get married, is that true?" Dan Su glanced at their clasped hands and frowned slightly.
Lingguan went forward to take down the chessboard, replaced it with nuts and snacks, and made a cup of bamboo leaf tea for Dansu. The green bamboo leaves soaked in the white jade teacup looked very beautiful.
You've already asked me to call you dad, isn't this asking even though you already know the answer? Elliot weighed his words carefully, put on a gentle and well-behaved look, and said with a smile: "I haven't met you two yet, so I dare not talk about getting married. I'm just waiting for you two to come back to make a decision."
Dan Su looked at Elliot carefully. The child was fair and delicate, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were naturally smiling, which made people feel happy. Then he looked at his own useless son and couldn't help but sigh, "I have experienced three generations of emperors in the Chen family, and none of them was chosen by me. If Adrian was not too young and eager to practice martial arts, I would not have planned to choose Long again."
Anyone who has been stood up for three generations would be angry. Since the Chen family has betrayed the gods, why should the gods shamelessly pay tribute to them? When the person who was chosen for the last time was killed as soon as he left Zhanghua Palace, Dan Su wanted to overthrow Zhanghuatai. After that, he did not serve as the imperial teacher to the court for more than ten years.
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