Because Gao Shun suddenly showed killing intent towards Zhong Zihao, as well as Qin Zhining's maintenance, the atmosphere in the meeting hall became more and more tense.

"Ning'er, don't be rude, and don't apologize to Gao Xian's nephew?" The daughter's performance completely deviated from Qin Xingyu's expectations, and her tone was naturally dissatisfied.

"Qin family master, who is this kid?" the thin-eyed old man who came with Gao Shun also asked out loud.

Qin Zhining glanced at Qin Xingyu, and always felt that her father's performance today disappointed her, and her attitude became more and more unkind, arguing: "Zihao is my friend, and he has not spoken since he entered the door, he was targeted by Gao Shun, and he wants me to apologize to him?"

Qin Xingyu's heart was jumping in a hurry: Ning'er, I don't know what you said, but the Gao family is not something we can offend, even if you are acting, you can cooperate with your father to deal with today's situation, right?

Immediately, he turned his head to look at the thin-eyed old man and explained, "This person is not from my Qin Mansion, he was rescued by Ning'er on the road." But he was also pitiful, and when he woke up, he didn't remember anything before. ”

Qin Xingyu, as the head of the family, although he was indifferent to Zhong Zihao and didn't say anything, he didn't want a stupid person to be inexplicably involved in the battles of several major families in Suyang City and lose his life in vain.

At the same time, Zhong Zihao in the rear glanced up at Qin Xingyu and nodded lightly unconsciously. The latter didn't know that because of his words today, he and the entire Qin Mansion were saved later.

Since Qin Xingyu said so, as a housekeeper who came to visit with his son-in-law, it was naturally inconvenient to say anything, so he changed the topic and said: "The matter between young people is left to their own nonsense, and the old man only hopes that the Gao Qin family will marry as soon as possible." ”

"Hehe, that's that. Qin Xingyu replied expressionlessly.

"Zhi Ning and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, why do you need to apologize for some trivial things or something, Uncle Qin, you are serious. ”

Although Gao Shun is a gentleman, it doesn't mean that he is stupid, and when he saw the old housekeeper secretly winking at him, he immediately changed his attitude. He immediately looked at Qin Zhining and continued: "Zhining, I haven't been able to see you a few times you have come back, I don't know if you are staying well in the Xuanyu Sect, or let's go for a walk together, I also want to hear you talk about what the life of the big sect is like?"

"Next time, I don't have much time to come back this time, and I'm going back to the sect soon. Qin Zhining was in the mood to hang out with Gao Shun, and replied coldly without giving face.

......

"Ning'er, you have left a big problem for your father this time? You are good, you can go back to Xuanyu Sect after offending the Gao family, I will have a headache again. ”

The two sides broke up unhappily this time, and after Gao Shun and the housekeeper left, only Qin Xingyu's father and daughter, and Zhong Zihao were left in the entire hall.

Qin Zhining never regarded Zhong Zihao as an outsider, and had no idea of letting him leave first. In Qin Xingyu's eyes, the latter was just a stupid boy with amnesia, so the conversation didn't mean to avoid him.

It's just that, judging from the faces of the two Gao family when they left, Qin Xingyu knew that Gao Shun seemed to be really angry this time.

"Dad, Gao Shun doesn't learn or know, I don't know how many women from good families have been harmed in Suyang City over the years, do you really want me to marry him?" Qin Zhining was even more angry when she heard this.

"Hey!"

Qin Xingyu's face turned bitter, who made the Qin family weak, can't he even fight for her daughter's happiness? Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and said again: "Why don't you consider Gu Zhengxiong?"

"He?" Qin Zhining fell silent again.

Gu Zhengxiong, the young master of the Gu family, is indeed a rare young talent, he does not have the temperament of the young master of the Gao family, but also has outstanding talents, and he is deeply valued by the Blood Dragon Gate, compared with Gao Shun, it is indeed easier to make a choice.

However, when Qin Zhining thought of Gu Zhengxiong's invincible look and lofty demeanor, the thoughts in her heart could only be reduced to a long sigh.

"Ning'er, you haven't had a mother since you were a child, and your father watched you grow up, how can I not know your thoughts? It's just that if you don't choose either of these parties, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Qin family to gain a foothold in Suyang City......"

Qin Xingyu didn't say much about the latter words, he believed that his daughter could understand, as the head of the family, it was indeed not easy for him, and for the sake of the family's inheritance, he had to worry about it.

"Can't Miss Ning'er have her own choice?" Suddenly, Zhong Zihao on the side interjected.

"Can I still have my own choice?" Qin Zhining couldn't help but turn her head to look at Zhong Zihao when she said this.

Although this guy is honest, he doesn't have Gao Shun's background, and he doesn't have Gu Zhengxiong's talent, but when he is with him, he seems to be really happy.

But, as she herself said, can she have her own choice?

If he is really with Zhong Zihao, not to mention that the Gao family and the Gu family are unwilling, it is estimated that even his father will not agree, right? No way, this world is like this, people who do not have enough strength do not even have the right to choose their own happiness.

......

In order to avoid Gao Shun's harassment again, Qin Zhining set off alone that day and returned to Xuanyu Sect.

Zhong Zihao returned to his cabin and continued to read books about secrets and formations. No one knew that when he was immersed in these books, his eyes were not only no longer confused, but as deep as the starry sky.

"Knock knock!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door.

Zhong Zihao's thoughts returned to reality from the book, his face changed to a silly look again, and he walked over after a few steps.

"Squeak!"

The door opened, but it was Qin Lang and Qin Lan standing at the door.

"Do you have something to do with me?" Zhong Zihao asked with a confused expression. In his memory, in the entire Qin family, except for Qin Zhining, no young master and young lady had taken the initiative to come to him, whether it was a descendant or a side line.

"Hmph! Qin Lang replied with a contemptuous face.

Seeing Zhong Zihao's eyes glancing over Qin Lang looking at him, Qin Lan said impatiently: "Fool, if it weren't for the eldest lady to ask us to summon the news, how could Lao Tzu surrender his identity and come to your place?"

"Miss Ning'er, where is she?" Zhong Zihao directly filtered the foul language of the two and asked excitedly.

"Hmph, it's still Ning'er, you are embarrassed to call the name of the eldest lady so intimate?" After hearing this, Qin Lang was even more uncomfortable.

It was Qin Lan who answered his question: "The eldest lady is worried that she will be entangled by Gao Shun when she returns to the Qin Mansion, so she asks you to meet outside." ”

"Where?"

"Come with us! Hey, I can't imagine that my dignified young master of the Qin family will one day lead the way for a fool......"

Zhong Zihao did not doubt him, closed the door and followed the two of them out of the Qin Mansion, the speed of the three of them became faster and faster, and they soon left Suyang City.

After walking for about three or four miles, Qin Lang and Qin Lan were puzzled: both of us are second-order martial artists in the Juyuan Realm, and we have the current speed when we use our body skills, this kid can't even be called a martial artist, but not only did he follow, but he didn't blush or pant anymore?

However, when they thought of the benefits they could get after completing this matter, the two of them showed a look of excitement on their faces.