Xueluo stared deeply at Xia Zhengyang: He's her blood uncle. His own daughters did not want to marry to that man, and he must have been reluctant to have his niece jump into the fire.

　　But, in the next second, the last hope in Xueluo's heart failed.

　　Xia Zhengyang walked over and held Xueluo's hand, and made a helpless face, "Xueluo, help me! I have raised you for twenty years! If the Feng Family withdrew its capital because of this, our Xia Family's company would go bankrupt. With Yiqin's stubborn temper, she will not be able to serve Feng Lixin. With Yiqi being so merciful, marrying him will only bring troubles; Yishu is still so young … "

　　If his three daughters couldn't marry, then how could she, Lin Xueluo, marry?

　　He had taken out twenty years of raising to force her, so how could Xueluo reject him?

　　Xueluo deeply understood the suffering and helplessness of living under someone else's roof.

　　"Alright... I'll do it! "Just consider it as repaying uncle for raising you for the past twenty years!"

　　Looking at the tears that were hidden in Lin Xueluo's eyes, Xia Zhengyang's heart ached: After all, this was his niece. However, the people from the Feng Family were waiting there, and he was forced to do so as well.

　　"Yo, who are you showing such a pathetic look to? Feng Lixin won't live long, at that time, you as the Madame Feng will be the successor to the Feng Family. You must be secretly happy, right? " Xia Yiqi's words were always so blatant and heartless.