"Bang——"
Shi Zhou slammed the martial arts contest notice on the table in front of Shi Fuyou, causing most of the soup on the table to spill.
The maids nearby turned pale, and even the usually calm strategist Gu Ruhai couldn't help but frown.
"What is this about?" Shi Zhou asked with a cold face, almost grinding her teeth.
If she hadn't come down the mountain today, she probably would still be in the dark.
Shi Fuyou accepted a handkerchief from a maid, wiped his hands unhurriedly, and then sighed, "Look at your temper, I truly spoiled you over these years."
"You are already of age to marry, and you should take this matter of marriage seriously. But tell me, with your foul temper, who would want to marry you? Your father is so worried that I'm going gray, so I came up with this idea to find a son-in-law to come to us, so you wouldn't have to suffer or struggle."
"I won't marry or settle down!" Shi Zhou turned her head towards the door, showing her refusal with her whole body.