Yun Ya heard the news from her mentor, and she couldn't help but be stunned. Zhang Huasheng, standing nearby, continued, "One is the son of a country's President, one is a Prince, and one is the youngest Duke, tsk tsk, little girl, are you going to be the First Lady? Or a Princess? Or perhaps the Duchess?"
The tone was full of teasing.
"Master, you know the inside story, please don't make fun of me."
"Girl." Zhang Huasheng looked at her seriously, "I'm not making fun of you. I think your mom is serious about this. What do you plan to do?"
"Let's just mix it up and see."
"Hey, you silly girl, you couldn't care less about your own lifelong affairs. I think that President's son is pretty good — handsome, talented, stable and proper...."
Seeing the resentful look in Yun Ya's eyes, Zhang Huasheng chuckled, "Anyway, the last one standing of these three will be your future husband. I'm betting the President's son will win in the end. I'm never wrong about these things."
