After asking Yang Yunxue for her opinion, Yang Zhengshan looked toward Wang Yunqiao.
Originally, he had wanted Yu Qingyi to ask Wang Yunqiao privately, but since the young girl was here, he simply asked one more question.
"Yunqiao, you've reached the age to discuss marriage. Is there any ideal husband you've set your eyes on?"
Yang Zhengshan naturally went straight to the point when asking about such things. Even if he wanted to be tactful, he had no idea how.
But the moment he said it, Wang Yunqiao's cheeks flushed like red apples, even the roots of her ears turning thoroughly red.
"This disciple will leave everything to Master's decision!"
Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. If Yang Zhengshan's hearing had not been good, he probably would not have heard her.
Looking at this shy young girl, Yang Zhengshan could not help smiling.
"Then what do you think of Song Hao?"
Now Wang Yunqiao grew even more embarrassed, lowering her head even further.
But Yang Yunxue beside her was no longer shy. With eyes curving, she said, "Dad, I think Song Hao is very good. He's a perfect match for younger sister Qiao'er!"
When it came to herself, she had been unbearably shy, but when it came to Yunqiao, she seemed rather excited.
Hearing her say this, how could Yang Zhengshan not understand? The two young girls had probably talked about this quite a lot in private.
Yang Yunxue clearly knew Wang Yunqiao's thoughts.
"Since you're satisfied with Song Hao, then in a few days I'll discuss it with your Uncle Song!" Yang Zhengshan said with a hehe laugh.
Wang Yunqiao's expression paused, however. She slowly raised her head. "Master, my younger brother~~"
Yang Zhengshan waved his hand. "You don't need to worry about your younger brother's