Han Pu froze, hemming and hawing without speaking, but the expression on his face had already revealed his feelings.
Han Lu also saw that her second brother did not look well. She shot Meng Zhao a seductive glance and advised,
"Second Brother, Young Master is right. If you truly like that woman, pursue her boldly. Better yet, marry her soon and give me a big, chubby nephew. If Mother and Elder Brother find out, they will surely be delighted too."
Han Pu's face looked unpleasant, yet it also flushed slightly. He shot Han Lu a reproachful glare, seemingly blaming her for being so bold despite being a young woman, with not the slightest bit of reserve.
Meng Zhao laughed heartily. Thinking of something, he agreed,
"That's right, Ah Pu. Your mother and elder brother are in poor health and can only remain in Nan'an to recuperate. If you marry early and have a big, chubby boy, it will fulfill one of their wishes. Their joy will also greatly benefit their health. Think it over carefully."
Han Pu was not an indecisive man. His will was tough and unyielding. After thinking for a moment, he admitted frankly,
"Young Master, I do indeed like Wang Xuemei very much. I do not know why, but the moment I see her, it is as though my soul has left my body. I lose all strength and only want to make her happy, only want to be with her. Even exchanging a few words with her makes me happy, and everything else is cast to the back of my mind.
"Still, she is the Wang Family head's daughter, raised in luxury and of noble status. I... I fear that I am not worthy of her."
Han Pu seemed broad-minded on the outside but was proud