ATLAS TRANSLATES

After a night of wind and rain, the next morning found the courtyard and stone steps covered in flower petals like a delicate carpet.

The garden was filled with fragrance. Tree shadows swayed and fell, layer upon layer, reflecting on the bamboo blinds.

In summer, amid the vibrant growth of all things, there was also a sense of languor.

Behind the door and bamboo blinds, a lady was doing her makeup at the mirror, her eyes filled with melancholy. Her maid was helping her put the final hairpin in her hair. The maids entered quietly through the blinds, careful not to disturb the lady.

After a while, Luo Lingyu snapped out of her daze and began instructing her maid Lingxi about today’s tasks for her younger sister. Lingxi hesitated before advocating for her young mistress: “The fourth young master Lu has invited our young mistress to see turtles. The young mistress wants to go, what does the lady think?”

Luo Lingyu turned her face to look at Lingxi outside the blinds, lost in thought: “Fourth Young Master Lu Chang? Isn’t he the one who fought with Huan’er before? Is Little Fourth Young Master very close with our Huan’er?”

Lingxi quickly replied: “Not close at all! The young mistress finds him quite annoying, she just likes to go out and play.”

Luo Lingyu gazed at her quietly: “Why are you so nervous? Why are you explaining? Do you think I would let Hua’er go curry favor with her little cousin? Are the Lu family’s masters proper masters, and we of the Luo family must naturally please them? Is their Lu family of noble character, while our Luo family is all about personal gain?”

Lingxi’s face stiffened, and she dared not reply. Since that night when the lady had argued with Third Young Master, her words these past two days had been somewhat bitter and sarcastic, as if mocking someone. Lingxi was timid, especially since she had handled the bracelet matter. She never imagined that jade shop belonged to Third Young Master Lu… These past days she had been anxious, worried the lady would scold her and settle accounts with her. Lingxi was restless.

However, Luo Lingyu didn’t scold her, only spoke unpleasantly. Lingxi was already grateful for that.

Seeing how easily bullied Lingxi looked, Luo Lingyu sighed, also finding it rather dull. She waved her hand to dismiss Lingxi. After agreeing to let Huan’er go out to play, Luo Lingyu had finished arranging the hairpin in her cloud-like hair. She rose gracefully, her waist slender and soft, wearing a plain cross-collared narrow-sleeved short garment, tied with an autumn-colored striped skirt, and a thin gauze shawl around her arms. The lady was tall and slender, with the beauty of flowers and moon. As she paced behind the bamboo blinds, she outshone everything else in the courtyard.

Luo Lingyu said: “Let’s go, the ox cart should be ready.”

The lady was going out again.

Lingyu, the maid who had been arranging her appearance, hesitated. She glanced secretly at the lady and said worriedly: “Having just argued with Third Young Master, isn’t it a bit inappropriate for the lady to go out so openly?”

Luo Lingyu immediately became annoyed upon hearing this: “Why should I please him?”

Originally only half-planning to go out, now her determination rose to ninety percent — it would be good if Lu Yun was unhappy.

At this time, she was angry with Third Young Master Lu. Although she knew she was in the wrong in this matter, the way Lu Yun had spoken to her still left her unable to back down. After crying all night and seeing her swollen red eyes the next day, Luo Lingyu decided to never associate with this person again. Though she was full of anger towards Lu Yun, after knowing him for so long, she could tell that he wouldn’t broadcast their conflict, wouldn’t let the entire Lu family know about the poor character of their cousin.

This person’s only merit was perhaps that he kept both good and bad things to himself — this was why Luo Lingyu wasn’t afraid of the Lu family finding out what she had done, and why she still dared to go out socializing at this time.

Lingyu had originally worried that Luo Lingyu had offended Third Young Master Lu and might suffer some disadvantages in the Lu family, but seeing that Luo Lingyu seemed completely unconcerned that Third Young Master Lu would target her, Lingyu could only close her mouth and hurry to follow the lady out. Luo Lingyu headed straight for the main courtyard gate.

Shortly after leaving “Snow Trace Courtyard,” she saw Second Young Master Lu Xian, who was also planning to go out.

When greeting Lu Xian, Second Young Master smiled and looked her over.

The young lord’s face was like jade, wearing a wide-sleeved brocade robe, standing in the wind with his clothes flying like ripples, quite elegant and refined.

Usually, he was overshadowed by Third Young Master Lu, appearing dull and unremarkable. Wherever they went, people only saw Third Young Master Lu.

However, when Third Young Master Lu wasn’t present, one could see that the other young masters of the Lu family were also quite excellent.

Without Third Young Master Lu attracting her attention, Luo Lingyu now noticed that some changes seemed to have occurred in Second Young Master Lu. The previous Second Young Master had been dull and uninteresting, blushing at the sight of her, but now though the young lord still appeared like a frail scholar, his overall aura had become much more lively and spirited — it seemed that while she wasn’t paying attention, many things had happened to her second cousin.

When Second Young Master Lu saw his cousin at this time, his eyes flashed, and he said something to his servant behind him. The servant looked at the young lady in surprise before running off. Luo Lingyu didn’t know what they were doing, so she pretended not to see and casually started a conversation: “Second Cousin, you’ve just returned from court and are going out again? I thought you weren’t so busy.”

Lu Xian said: “My official position has changed. I now work under the Grand Marshal. After getting real power, I’ve found that government affairs are quite busy.”

Luo Lingyu was surprised: Second Young Master Lu was no longer immersed in poetry and painting? He was interested in officialdom now?

Luo Lingyu concernedly said: “Second Cousin must be tired. Are you going to the government office now?”

Lu Xian: “Oh, no. I’m going to Prince Hengyang’s mansion. I have an appointment with Prince Hengyang for a scholarly discussion.”

Actually, he had forced Liu Mu into it. He wanted to change Prince Hengyang’s feelings of disgust towards the noble families, to convince Liu Mu that the noble families couldn’t be offended. Liu Mu was annoyed by him but couldn’t do anything about this noble young master, so he could only agree glumly. These behind-the-scenes stories naturally didn’t need to be told to Cousin Luo.

Prince Hengyang?

Luo Lingyu tilted her head, remembering. She was now more sensitive to young lords than before. As soon as Lu Xian mentioned it, her eyes sparkled with waves, and she looked over with a smile: “I haven’t seen Prince Hengyang for a long time. Second Cousin, why don’t you arrange a time for the young master to come play sometime?”

Lu Xian immediately said: “No!”

Luo Lingyu’s smile froze: “…?”

Seeing his cousin’s undisguised disappointment in her eyes, Lu Xian awkwardly and vaguely explained: “He doesn’t like participating in these social events, and when he does play, it’s usually for other purposes… It’s not specifically directed at cousin.”

Anyway, Second Young Master Lu was now firmly wary of Prince Hengyang’s contact with Luo Lingyu. Although the truth of the dream story was unknown, it was better to prevent things early. To avoid the tragic ending from the dream, perhaps it was better if Liu Mu and Luo Lingyu weren’t familiar from the start. Without familiarity, there would be no love. Without love, there would be no need for heartbreak.

Luo Lingyu felt Second Young Master Lu’s gaze on her was somewhat strange, but she just smiled slightly and pretended not to notice — except for Third Young Master Lu, Luo Lingyu was quite good at reading people’s expressions when dealing with others.

Luo Lingyu’s pleasant conversation with Second Young Master Lu continued until they left the Lu family’s main gate and reached the black-canopied long-eaved carriage waiting outside. The carriage door was closed, and Lu Xian gestured for Luo Lingyu to get in first. As Luo Lingyu approached the carriage, she felt the servants standing by the carriage looked somewhat familiar. Just as she slowed her steps, Second Young Master behind her quickly said: “Third Brother, cousin needs to go out, you’re both heading in the same direction, why don’t you take cousin along?”

Luo Lingyu was startled: “…!”

Who was Second Cousin talking to?!

From inside the carriage came a young lord’s voice, clear as jade chimes, languid and refined: “Mm.”

Luo Lingyu: … Lu Yun! No wonder the servants outside the carriage looked so familiar. They were Third Young Master Lu’s people.

That servant nodded to the young lady and crouched down to serve as a footstool, but Luo Lingyu was completely resistant to sharing a carriage with Third Young Master Lu. However, Second Young Master Lu kept urging from behind, and Luo Lingyu was practically pushed into the carriage. As soon as she was forced in, Second Young Master Lu quickly instructed the driver to go, as if afraid the two inside might jump out.

Luo Lingyu’s face flushed red. As the door opened, she saw Lu Yun sitting inside. Lu Yun’s face was like snow and jade, wearing a blue robe, sitting properly in the carriage with lowered eyelids, not even glancing at her. As he sat there, even though they had argued, Luo Lingyu had to admit his handsome elegance made her heart skip involuntarily. Luo Lingyu steeled herself and silently sat in the furthest diagonal corner of the carriage. Outside, the now-distant Second Young Master Lu was still anticipating the beautiful shared carriage experience between his third brother and cousin, unaware that inside the carriage, neither person was acknowledging the other.

Luo Lingyu turned her head as soon as she got in, dedicating herself to opening the window and curtain, staring at the scenery outside. From the diagonal corner, Third Young Master Lu slightly raised his eyelids, his ink-jade eyes fixed on her. Her resistant posture drew a cold smile to Lu Yun’s lips.

Lu Yun spoke coolly: “Where are you going?”

After a while, Luo Lingyu finally realized he was talking to her. She found it strange that Second Young Master had said they were going the same way, yet Lu Yun was still asking. She turned back to see Lu Yun’s cold eyes staring at her.

Luo Lingyu also straightened her back, making herself neither humble nor arrogant before him: “To the Zhou residence.”

Zhou Young Master had bought a house in Jianye. When she first heard this, Luo Lingyu had complex feelings: though Zhou Young Master came from a humble background, he didn’t seem to lack money at all. Perhaps Zhou Young Master’s family was among the top of the humble families… Anyway, Zhou Young Master was much richer than her, a noble lady…

Yesterday, when corresponding with Zhou Young Master, she learned from the servants that Zhou Young Master had fallen ill again. Luo Lingyu now had no hope for marriage and couldn’t find a satisfactory young lord. After much hesitation, she still harbored some small thoughts about Zhou Young Master, so she decided to visit him while he was sick.

Having gotten the answer, Lu Yun’s gaze swept over her as he indifferently instructed the driver outside where to go.

His gaze as it swept over her carried little emotion, calm and peaceful, looking at her as he would look at any other lady. However, Luo Lingyu shuddered, feeling that though his face appeared languid, he must be secretly laughing at her for going to seduce another man, suspecting that he looked down on her.

Luo Lingyu said: “I’m going to visit Zhou Young Master out of friendship, brotherly and sisterly affection. I have no other thoughts or purposes!”

Lu Yun: “…”

Lu Yun said coldly: “Do as you please.”

“Whatever you want to do has nothing to do with me.”

As soon as he said it had nothing to do with him, Luo Lingyu felt incredibly resentful, her whole body turning sour. She felt uncomfortable inside, and tears threatened to spill from her eyes again. But she didn’t want Lu Yun to see her make a fool of herself, didn’t want to appear as if she was desperately clinging to him. Luo Lingyu turned her face away, continuing to stare out the window, and from then on, refused to speak to him again.

Yet she didn’t know that after she turned her face away, Lu Yun’s lowered eyes raised. Under thick eyelashes, the young lord’s gaze quietly watched her jade-like profile — after not seeing her for several days, she seemed to have grown thinner, her brows furrowed as if deeply troubled… as if she was worrying about him.

But he had asked the maids, and they said the young lady was eating and sleeping well, and still had the mood to go out and play.

She truly didn’t care about him at all.

As the long-eaved carriage swayed, the light in Lu Yun’s eyes grew darker.

When the carriage reached Chang’gan Lane, Luo Lingyu eagerly jumped down from the carriage. Just as she felt her body relax, finally free of Third Young Master Lu, she saw a figure descend in her peripheral vision. She turned her head to see Lu Yun had also gotten out of the carriage. Luo Lingyu’s beautiful eyes widened as she suspiciously watched what he was doing following her. Lu Yun lowered his head: “It has nothing to do with you, I’m looking for Prince Chen.”

Luo Lingyu heard him repeatedly say “has nothing to do with me” “has nothing to do with you,” and immediately let out a cold snort. The lady walked ahead first, acting as if Lu Yun didn’t exist. Lu Yun just leisurely followed behind her as they wound through the alleys, finally entering the Zhou residence. The Zhou residence had only one young servant, one old servant, and one maid in total. Compared to the luxury of the great noble families, Zhou Young Master’s place was quite modest.

Led by the maid, Luo Lingyu and Lu Yun appeared outside a room where green bamboo fell outside the window. Through the shadows, they vaguely saw the figure of a young lord kneeling on a couch outside the bed. From the back view, it was indeed Prince Chen. Luo Lingyu figured Zhou Young Master must be truly talented to have Prince Chen constantly coming to visit him.

As Luo Lingyu and Lu Yun entered the room, they heard Zhou Young Master’s voice, lower and hoarser than usual: “Your Highness… please go back. cough cough I am ill, my appearance is unsightly, quite feminine, I fear it would offend Your Highness’s eyes. When I am better another day, I will make amends to Your Highness.”

Prince Chen Liu Shu spoke characteristically slowly: “Feminine… what of it? I too… am feminine… don’t… be self-conscious.”

Lu Yun’s foot paused as he stepped over the threshold: Self-conscious?!

Zhou Yangling was such a beauty that when disguised as a man she could be imposingly masculine enough to deceive, and when returning to women’s clothes would only be as pure as a celestial maiden… When had she ever been self-conscious about her appearance? Even if all women in the world were self-conscious, Zhou Yangling wouldn’t be. What Zhou Yangling meant was probably that while ill, it was difficult to maintain her male disguise, so she didn’t want to meet much with Prince Chen Liu Shu.

But Liu Shu was completely unaware.

After taking her seat and hearing the prince’s words, Luo Lingyu raised her eyes to look carefully. As she looked, she saw that Zhou Young Master on the sickbed, with hair barely tied up, appeared weak, with fine long eyebrows and wave-like eyes. Though his face still had some masculine features, his red lips, white teeth, and crystal-clear complexion… at first glance, did indeed have somewhat of a feminine appearance.

Luo Lingyu stared steadily, sudden suspicion arising in her heart: She herself was female, and she was a lady who loved beauty. She knew some sophisticated makeup techniques that could change facial features, such as making the face more masculine when women dressed as men. Now that Zhou Yangling was weak and lying ill on the bed with a haggard appearance, her features had an almost bewitching beauty…

As she was about to look more closely, Zhou Yangling on the bed, who was struggling to sit up to entertain guests, raised her sleeve to cover her face and looked towards Luo Lingyu, saying with a smile: “Sister, please stop staring at me. I truly look unsightly and don’t wish to be seen.”

Zhou Yangling was very helpless.

She said she was sick, but Prince Chen insisted on coming to see her, wanting to take care of her personally. She couldn’t even rest peacefully while sick and still had to continue her male disguise. But with limited energy while ill, she was just trying to deal with Prince Chen when unexpectedly, Luo Lingyu and Lu Yun arrived one after another. Luo Lingyu was such a beauty, extremely sensitive to makeup… this made Zhou Yangling’s disguise even more difficult.

Luo Lingyu leaned forward, looking with concern at Zhou Yangling’s sickly appearance. As Zhou Yangling covered herself with her sleeve and wouldn’t let her look, Luo Lingyu could only say: “Don’t worry, young master. It’s just a small cold, you’ll be better in a couple of days.”

Zhou Yangling murmured in response, and to divert Luo Lingyu’s attention from her appearance, she forced herself to bring up other topics.

Zhou Yangling spoke at length with Luo Lingyu, and Prince Chen Liu Shu’s expression gradually soured. Liu Shu looked to Lu Yun beside him, hoping Third Young Master Lu would understand his meaning and say something to his cousin. However, Lu Yun kept his eyes fixed ahead, as if he hadn’t seen him. With no choice, Liu Shu could only carefully organize his words in his mind before saying: “Sister Luo, Zhou Young Master is ill, you… should not disturb him.”

Luo Lingyu’s eyes dimmed.

Zhou Yangling immediately consoled: “It’s alright, Your Highness. I’m happy to talk with Sister Luo… My complexion is poor while I’m ill, and I wanted to ask Sister Luo how to conceal it. I don’t want everyone who visits me to see my sallow, haggard face.”

Liu Shu thought for a moment, nodded, and looked at Luo Lingyu.

Luo Lingyu: “Uh…”

Help Zhou Yangling conceal her haggard appearance? To be honest, the powders and rouge she usually used weren’t suitable for sick people. But she also read medical books, and she actually knew some obscure recipes that could make things suitable for sick people to use. Luo Lingyu was fourteen years old. She had spent four years in Nanyang, and before that, ten years at her parents’ knees in Ruyang. When she was carefree and didn’t have to worry about making a living, she had experimented with many beauty recipes on her own.

Even today, the flower essence she had previously given Third Young Master Lu to drink – besides her, no one else in the world could make exactly the same thing.

These things were all Luo Lingyu’s private collection, her own experience. She was a selfish person, and when she couldn’t see a goal, she didn’t want to share her decades of experience with others…

Zhou Yangling coughed, seeing the hesitation in Luo Lingyu’s eyes. Being a lady herself, she immediately guessed Luo Lingyu’s concerns. Zhou Yangling quickly stopped her: “No need, no need. I was just saying, Sister Luo, don’t take it to heart.”

While Luo Lingyu was struggling, her wandering gaze caught Third Young Master Lu leisurely drinking tea beside her. Lu Yun seemed completely uninterested in their topic of conversation – when they were chatting happily, he just drank his tea. However, when Luo Lingyu looked over, she saw that as the young lord drank his tea and heard them talk about “beauty” topics, when Liu Shu casually asked Luo Lingyu for recipes… Lu Yun’s lips curved up slightly.

When he smiled to himself like that, that smile in Luo Lingyu’s eyes felt like he was mocking her.

Luo Lingyu’s heart skipped, and as soon as she saw Lu Yun’s ambiguous smile, she was convinced he must look down on her. He must be saying in his heart that she was so selfish and petty, how could she possibly give Zhou Young Master anything good. He definitely thought Liu Shu was talking nonsense… Luo Lingyu straightened her back and immediately blurted out: “What’s the matter? Zhou Young Master is such a person, I admire Zhou Young Master in my heart, I am willing to contribute some methods to help Zhou Young Master improve his complexion.”

“Zhou Young Master, just wait, I’ll go back and prepare some powder for you, and definitely restore Zhou Young Master’s former radiance.”

“Bang!”

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the room turned their heads to see Third Young Master Lu with a dark face, his teacup slammed heavily onto the tray. Lu Yun looked coldly at Luo Lingyu, his gaze burning with hidden anger, seeming unable to believe she would help Zhou Young Master like this. Seeing his displeased expression, Luo Lingyu felt delighted inside. Originally somewhat reluctant, now she helped Zhou Yangling with genuine sincerity and enthusiasm: “Actually, I have some unused powder cakes with me now, I’ll have my maid go back and get them for Zhou Young Master…”

Zhou Yangling was slightly startled, seeing her clear and sincere gaze, and sighed: “Sister is truly kind-hearted.”

Luo Lingyu smiled: “Yes, I’ve always been this kind-hearted.” After a pause, she couldn’t help but add one more sentence, “If someone can’t see my kindness, they should reflect on why they can’t see it, why I’m not good to them. Maybe they don’t deserve my kindness.”

Lu Yun: “…”

Zhou Yangling and Prince Chen Liu Shu’s eyebrows jumped simultaneously. Both being clever people, as soon as Luo Lingyu spoke, they noticed the strange atmosphere between Luo Lingyu and Lu Yun. Only then did Prince Chen realize: Ah yes, since entering the room, Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu hadn’t spoken a single word to each other.

And the more Lu Yun’s face darkened, the more happily Luo Lingyu chatted with Zhou Yangling. Zhou Yangling didn’t talk much while sick, but she talked so much she almost seemed unable to read people’s expressions. The Prince coughed several times beside them, but Luo Lingyu acted as if she hadn’t heard at all. Fortunately, Zhou Yangling was kind-hearted, smiling as she listened, and didn’t stop Luo Lingyu from talking.

Lu Yun didn’t speak, and Liu Shu, to hide his stutter, also didn’t want to talk much. Liu Shu watched Luo Lingyu chattering away, getting along so well with Zhou Zibo, and the frustration in his heart grew heavier, with some disappointment. He secretly mocked himself for being delusional, thinking Zhou Young Master must greatly like ladies as beautiful as Luo Lingyu – that’s why he was willing to talk with Luo Lingyu… Since he and Zhou Zibo were both men, Zhou Zibo probably didn’t want to pay him any attention, right?

Dispirited, the Prince found an opportunity to speak up and left together with Lu Yun, who had long since looked too uncomfortable to sit still.

Through the curtains, Luo Lingyu turned her head, watching the young lord’s distant figure in the courtyard. The young lord’s figure was graceful, seeming quite angered by her, walking very quickly. After he left, Luo Lingyu lost all interest in talking, listlessly watching, her face growing cold.

Zhou Yangling on the sickbed smiled: “Truly a pair of bickering lovers. When he’s here you ignore him, when he leaves you want to cry.”

Luo Lingyu was startled and immediately turned back, glaring at Zhou Yangling: “What are you saying?!”

Zhou Yangling raised an eyebrow: “Does Sister Luo think I can’t tell? Between you and Third Young Master Lu, you’re clearly having a lovers’ quarrel. What’s wrong? Did he make you angry? Did you two fight?”

Luo Lingyu: “Zhou Young Master…”

Her voice was dejected, and under Zhou Yangling’s warm caring gaze, her nose immediately stung and tears welled up in her eyes. She grabbed Zhou Yangling’s sleeve, leaning against the bed, her face pressed against the young lord’s sleeve, feeling utterly miserable. After Zhou Yangling gently consoled her a few more times, Luo Lingyu was influenced by the young lord’s gentle aura and blurted out the truth.

Naturally hiding some of the unfavorable parts of the story: “…In short, he wasn’t happy that I casually dealt with the bracelet. I know in my heart it wasn’t right, but, but…”

Zhou Yangling: “But he won’t coax you, won’t give you a way to back down.”

Luo Lingyu cried: “He even took all his things away! He won’t pay attention to me anymore… What’s so great about that, I won’t pay attention to him either.”

Zhou Yangling sighed, looking down at the lady crying softly on the couch. She also knew she was wrong but felt wronged too. Zhou Yangling pondered: “Actually, for such a reason, it all comes down to the Lu family’s power. Having power isn’t a problem, Sister Luo usually benefits from the Lu family’s influence in social circles, and the Lu family has no ladies, you should be mutually beneficial. That you and Third Young Master Lu have reached this point… it’s because you’re alone and don’t have money to support yourself.”

Luo Lingyu’s heart jumped, suddenly startled: She hadn’t told Zhou Yangling she was poor. For a noble lady to say she was poor would be too embarrassing. Yet Zhou Yangling had pieced together the truth from her few words.

Luo Lingyu was momentarily embarrassed and immediately stood up, wanting to refute Zhou Yangling. But Zhou Yangling reached out, caught her wrist, and looked up at her: “If… I were willing to support Sister Luo, letting Sister Luo no longer worry about money. Sister Luo’s predicament could be solved, right?”

Luo Lingyu widened her eyes: “…Zhou Young Master, what do you mean? I can’t just take your money…”

Her Zhou Young Master lowered his eyes and smiled: “Not giving money to sister directly, but rather we open a shop in Jianye. I also need to establish a foothold in Jianye, having a shop would be better… I’ll provide the capital and people, sister provides the talent and ability. In the future, if there are profits, we split it half and half, how about that?”

Before even hearing what kind of shop or business it would be, Luo Lingyu was first attracted by the money. Luo Lingyu hid her excitement and said shyly and modestly: “I’m not as good as Zhou Young Master… for profit sharing, fifty-fifty would be too unfair to Zhou Young Master. Better to make it eighty for Zhou Young Master, twenty for me.”

Zhou Yangling: “Oh, that works.”

Luo Lingyu: “…”

Why didn’t Zhou Young Master even try to refuse?

Zhou Yangling lowered her eyes seeming to think about how to handle this business, Luo Lingyu waited a moment, seeing Zhou Young Master not speak, she could only force herself to say: “How about seventy for you, thirty for me? I feel I’ll be contributing a lot of effort.”

Zhou Yangling said carelessly: “That’s fine too.”

Luo Lingyu tested again: “Would sixty for you, forty for me be okay?”

This time Zhou Yangling finally raised her head, looking at this beautiful young woman blinking expectantly at her. She burst out laughing and reached out to pinch Luo Lingyu’s cheek. The lady was pinched until it hurt, hearing Zhou Yangling say with full amusement: “Alright, whatever sister likes.”

Luo Lingyu’s face reddened: Zhou Young Master was truly so doting on her… really want to marry him.

Actually thinking about how freely Zhou Young Master spent money, his family must be quite wealthy. Zhou Young Master only lacked status… and with Zhou Young Master’s abilities and methods displayed before her, if he wanted the same status as the noble families, Zhou Young Master would definitely achieve it, right?

Luo Lingyu began to seriously consider the possibility of marrying Zhou Yangling.