"Can't you see?"
At this moment, the young girl suddenly reined in her smile and stared seriously at Yang Yifeng's cheeks, Youyou said, "I am selecting my husband!"
Husband?!
Upon hearing these words, not only Yang Yifeng but also everyone inside the Lake Heart Pavilion had their eyes wide open. They had not expected the capricious Zhangsun Qiluo to suddenly utter such a statement.
"Boring!"
However, Yang Yifeng simply glanced coldly at the woman, his mouth twitching, about to say something, when the woman suddenly snapped her fingers and then stepped back twice, assuming a regal, dominating stance, looking down at Yang Yifeng as if she were a high and mighty queen:
"From now on, you are my man, Yang Yifeng. Ye Zitong, You Liyi, and Zhang Muxue, and the like, have nothing to do with you! Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Yifeng didn't even hesitate. His eyes narrowed into slits as he said coldly, "Your man? Are you planning to keep me as your kept man?"