In front of Lin Shuying, several groups of matchmakers had come, all of whom were proposing marriage to Sang Wuyin's son Sang Hailou.

For the Sang family in Yanzhou, marriages between different branches are not uncommon. Although they are of the same surname, their blood relationship has become very weak after so many years of inheritance.

However, Sang Hailou proposed marriage to Sang Xiaoman, which made Sima Zhao feel a little bit like Sima Zhao.

In just a few days, although Sang Xiaoman directly bombarded the matchmakers every time, it still caused a lot of trouble.

Those who are a little compassionate feel that Sang Wuyin's merging lineage has done too much.

But what people unexpectedly expected was that none of the other eight veins came out to speak to Sang Xiaoman.

For a moment, everyone felt that Yunjing City was about to change.

Rather than saying that Sang Wuyin wanted Sang Xiaoman to be his wife, it would be better to say that he was urging the Tianzi to the end of the vein and tell the Tianzi that either the two families would marry or he would replace it.

By the way, he warned the other swaying branches and told them that he was going to pulsate against the word "Tian". Those who know the truth should stand in line.

If Sang Bulun was still alive, these people would definitely stand on the side of the Tianzi, but now Sang Bulun is gone, and the Tianzi has withered, and the only one who can resist the banner is a woman.

On the Hezi, let’s not talk about Sang Wuyin who can compete with Sang Bulun. I just say that none of his disciples are easy-going. More importantly, he is very close to the Immortal Alliance.

In fact, Sang Bulun tried his best to reject the Immortal Alliance. Many of the tribes in the clan who were close to the Immortal Alliance were already a little criticized, but due to Sang Bulun's iron-fisted methods, these people did not dare to say anything. Now, as soon as he died, these people would stand on the other end of Sang Wuyin.

The strength of both sides is no longer proportional. Now that the Immortal Alliance is involved, the Tianzi lineage has no chance of winning at all.

Everyone originally regarded Sang Hailou as a joke. One was a hero who was about to take over as the head of the family, and the other was a famous prodigal son. Sang Xiaoman would not agree no matter how he looked at it.

But over the past few days, he gradually realized that this might not be a joke.

Sang Wuyin's attitude is already very obvious.

There are only two ways in front of Sang Xiaoman. One is to compete with the same lineage of the character "He" and successfully take over the position of the head of the Sang family.

The other is to agree to such a marriage, and the two families turn wars into jade and have peace.

Even if Sang Xiaoman had tens of millions of unwillingness, this was the best choice for the tribe members of the Tian lineage.

But have Sang Xiaoman never thought about these things?

No, she had already thought it through and had her own decision.

"Sister, why have you lost so much weight?"

Sang Xiaoman just walked into the guest room, and a woman dressed in a young woman suddenly came up. The little woman had a pair of peach blossom eyes and a sad look on her face, which made me feel pity for her.

"You must be mourning about your uncle's affairs. Come out as soon as possible and don't hurt your body."

She took Sang Xiaoman's hand and looked at Sang Xiaoman with a careless look on her face.

"We haven't seen each other for four or five years, are we?"

Sang Xiaoman didn't answer her words, but just pulled out his hand, then sat down with her long legs raised, while looking up and looking up at Lin Shuying with interest.

"Yes, a few years ago, my father had a fight with his uncle because of the Immortal Alliance, and our families had no contact."

Faced with Sang Xiaoman's coldness, Lin Shuying seemed to have not noticed it at all and sat down as if nothing had happened.

She was very satisfied with her calmness and indifference at this time, and she felt that she was no longer the impulsive self ten years ago, but you, Sang Xiaoman, are still the domineering and arrogant Sang Xiaoman.

As soon as she thought of this, she curled the corners of her mouth unconsciously.

But Sang Xiaoman's next words made the corners of her mouth froze-

"Why are you getting so much fat?"

Sang Xiaoman frowned and stared at her with disgust.

"I... fat? I'm fat?"

"Ha, it's so funny. Where did I get fat? I'm not called fat, I'm called plump!"

"Yes, I have gained a few pounds, but I have gained only a few pounds. Is it considered fat for a few pounds?"

"Besides, I just gave birth to a baby, what's wrong with how many pounds of weight gain after giving birth? This is normal!"

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Lin Shuying's mind, and each thought made her wish to tear the little cousin in front of her, but she finally held it back.

"The important thing is important, the important thing is important, not angry or angry."

While she kept telling herself, she tried to calm her emotions.

"Hehe, sister, you are joking. It's all my fault for my husband. I'm afraid that I'm not adapting to the local conditions here, so I sent a bunch of food tonight, and now I look a little edema."

She said with a clever smile.

"Oh? Is it?"

Sang Xiaoman picked up the tea bowl beside him and drank the tea ceremony:

"Sister, you are born a little dark, and it will be really bad if you are fat. In the future, your husband will buy more pastries made of fairy grains. You won't get fat if you eat them, so don't save that little money."

"Ahem cough cough..."

Lin Shuying choked in her throat with a mouthful of tea and started coughing violently.

She was said to be fat first, but now she was said to be black. The two things that girls hate the most were all taken up. She wanted to cut Sang Xiaoman in front of her into pieces.

But Lin Shuying still held back.

"Little Langshoe, let's see what I will do with you in the future."

She cursed mentally, and then said with a smile:

"What my sister said is extremely yes."

"My sister just talked about my incompetent husband, which reminded me of a good thing."

She continued.

"What good thing, let's hear it?"

Sang Xiaoman asked with his head in his hand and smiled slightly.

"Sister, you are not young. Now that your uncle is gone, you should consider your lifelong affairs."

She looked at Sang Xiaoman with a worried face and said.

"Oh? My sister is here today for this?"

Sang Xiaoman said.

"This is a big deal. The Sang family's Noda foundation, how can you take on it alone, sister? You have to find a good family and share the burden for your sister."

Lin Shuying looked at Sang Xiaoman with a careless look on her face and said.

"Sister said that, but someone has chosen it?"

Sang Xiaoman still looked at Lin Shuying with a calm smile.

"Sang Hailou, the youngest son of Uncle Sang Wuyin, is the best candidate."

Lin Shuying directly told her debut.

"You talk about him, it doesn't look special, it's not as good as your Gu Shiyan."

Sang Xiaoman is neither salty nor indifferent.

Lin Shuying gave Sang Xiaoman a blank look when she heard this and said in her heart:
Chapter completed!