Gu Zhan: "??"
He stared at Mo Beiyan, completely baffled. Why did Mo Beiyan's thoughts jump around like that?
"Not yet..."
"That's great," Mo Beiyan showed a sly smile, hooked an arm around Gu Zhan's shoulders, and whispered, "Brother Gu, you've met my Ninth Sister, right? She's gorgeous—the top beauty of Canglan Dao, big boobs, a round butt, great for having children."
Gu Zhan: "..."
"How about I play matchmaker for you?" Mo Beiyan said, "Even though, in terms of Yang Yuzhi, your generation is a bit lower, and technically you'd have to call my Ninth Sister 'Auntie,' but hey, it doesn't really matter, right? After all, you're not of the same family line—at worst, everyone will just do their own thing. You call her Auntie, she calls you husband, I call you brother-in-law. Brother Gu, you're not losing out here. Not only is my Ninth Sister beautiful, she's got a strong power base and brings a hefty dowry."
