Could It Be That I Am the Chosen Girl?
"Senior, since you like him so much, why not let me play matchmaker for you?" Hua Yunfei said. He was not indulging in some twisted amusement; he genuinely wanted to be the matchmaker.
He had met Ruhua several times. She was a very good person and highly driven. She and Ao Kun could not exactly be called a perfect match, but they were suitable for each other.
Although Ao Kun had founded the Ao Kun Imperial Clan, he himself had no direct descendants. He had never married in his life. In Wu De's words, he had probably never even touched a woman's hand.
Although Xi Yue was Ao Kun's descendant, that was merely the result of Ao Kun, after becoming powerful, using a secret technique to use the power of his own bloodline to nourish every member of the Ao Clan. She had not truly been born from Ao Kun's descendants.
It could be said that the only members of the Ao Kun Imperial Clan with a direct bloodline connection to Ao Kun were his parents and the older generation. Those who came later were merely continuations of his bloodline power.
It was precisely because of this that Wu De had developed such a perverse bit of amusement back then. He wanted to play matchmaker and lead Ao Kun, who had spent his entire life cultivating bitterly, into the sea of love.
He really wanted to see what Ao Kun would look like after falling in love.
Would he also shout during the wedding night, "At the pinnacle of the bed, collapsing the world—wherever I, Ao Kun, stand, there is heaven!"
"No." Ruhua shook her head and actually refused.
She said, "Thank you. If it had not been for you back