At the Imperial Banquet, vinegar intentions flew everywhere 2

"Me?" Li Mengjie's face turned bright red instantly. She glanced at Leng Xuan, and just as their eyes met, her heart began to thump wildly. She quickly waved her hands and said, "Cold Bodyguard, Xue Jiu is just joking. Please don't look at me like that, I, I... am only eighteen this year, not yet of marrying age." As she finished speaking, her comment made Ling Tian and Uncle Liu burst into laughter.

Leng Xuan broke out in a sweat. He had never really considered marrying either of these young misses. In his heart, he was always just a bodyguard, not a match for them in terms of status, and truly had no such fantasies about them. Hearing Li Mengjie say this, he felt quite embarrassed. With an awkward smile, he quickly changed the subject, "Speaking of which, Uncle Liu, since the old master isn't drinking, let me toast to you instead."