Liu Yuanchao stared at Zhang Yu for a long time, the latter smiling back at him.
The latter showed no reaction, but Liu Yuanchao was quite irritated, "I will definitely get a wife."
Zhang Yu dug his ear, "That's a must, after all, you are the eldest son and grandson of the Liu Family, Old Master Liu is prepared to hold his great-grandchild."
"You'll definitely get married, just don't know the status of the other party."
"Liu Yuanchao, tell me, what if in the end you're introduced to a widow?"
A widow? Liu Yuanchao was so angry about Zhang Yu's remark that he almost spat blood, knowing that lately Zhang Yu's mouth had become quite venomous.
He just thought, no matter how venomous a girl's mouth could be, how venomous could it get?
Today, after hearing Zhang Yu's words, Liu Yuanchao overturned this thought, "With girls being so sharp-tongued, how can you get married?"