"Done with Leng Nuo?" Duan Jingjing looked at Zhao Zhang Di, gritted her teeth, and said angrily, "If I could settle Leng Nuo at that time, do you think I would still marry Qi Xingzhuo?"
Zhao Zhang Di knew XiangJingjing very well.
She knew that for XiangJingjing, the creation of love required conditions.
She did like Qi Xingzhuo, but she did not simply like him. She only liked him because of his good looks and family background.
If she could find someone with better conditions, she might be able to change her mind.
However, she couldn't find him.
So now, she could only hang herself on Qi Xingzhuo's tree.
"Leng Nuo can't do it, but what about that Leng Zi Nian? Isn't the Leng family supposed to have three sons? You have to hook up with one of your three sons. Only then can you be on equal footing with him in the future. "
Zhao Huangdi was still unwilling to give up.