Chapter 1940 - 1940: 1940

"Huh? Dad, you..."

Third Sister Zheng was shocked, not knowing how her father found out.

Alas, the daughter of a wealthy family, in the end, she's still a little princess, completely clueless about some things.

Of course, she's just pure, pure to a frightening extent.

And after Zheng Xitong finished speaking, he walked straight towards the house with his wife.

Mrs. Zheng quickly gave her daughter a look, seeming to say "Quickly inform that man, get up, don't sleep..."

However, Third Sister Zheng acted a bit willful, snorted softly in her nose, wanting to show some stubbornness as if to say "I won't."

Seeing her like this, her mother could only shake her head in frustration and went into the house with her husband.

Third Sister Zheng quickly followed, saying as she walked, "Dad, you misunderstood! Really..."

Zheng Xitong hummed lightly, waved his hand, and said directly inside the house.

Arriving in the living room on the first floor, Zheng Xitong sat down with a very serious expression.

Smiling tiger, Third Master Zheng, couldn't smile, worrying internally with quite a temper.

He looked coldly at his daughter and said, "You don't care about the family's big business, its interests, do you?"

"Dad, I'm just a girl, how much can I consider? Isn't that all men's business? Besides..."

"Besides what? What's there to say? Let the matter of last night pass. In a while, get that man out of here! The day after tomorrow, we're going to Tiandu for a matchmaking event. This is a family order. All prominent families in the Southwest are watching the Zheng family, hoping you won't disgrace us and do your best!"

Zheng Xitong's tone was very firm and harsh.

Mrs. Zheng glanced at her husband, then at her daughter's aggrieved face, shook her head, and said, "Xitong, can't you be gentler? This is your biological daughter, can't you speak nicely? Must you be so fiery?"

Zheng Xitong gave his wife a serious look, "Woman's perspective, what do you know? This girl has gotten wild these years, you know? You've been shielding her daily, pampering her—does that make sense?"

Mrs. Zheng felt aggrieved too, and simply turned away, not wanting to see her husband's face anymore.

Third Sister Zheng coldly snorted, "Dad, if Brother Zhizhong were still alive, he would never allow you to do this!"

"Zhizhong..."

When Zheng Xitong mentioned his foster son, he suddenly felt unwell.

His face still bore the usual trace of slight sadness.

His daughter's words also provoked his thoughts.

If Zhizhong were here, he might indeed stop this.

Of course, if Zhizhong were here, the daughter's marriage would be a different story.

Zheng Xitong had even thought that once Liu Zhizhong divorced Zhao Yan, he'd have to marry Third Sister Zheng.

But for now...

Zheng Xitong could only wave his hand, "Don't mention Brother Zhizhong—it's a tragedy for me, an injury hard to heal. He was supposed to be the best political investment, but who knew fate had other plans, alas..."

Old Zheng's voice was full of weariness and sadness.

Listening to this, Mrs. Zheng shook her head and sighed, "Poor Zhizhong, what an unfortunate fate..."

Seeing her parents so concerned about Liu Zhizhong, and not getting over it, Third Sister Zheng suddenly felt a bit vain inside, even a smile appeared on her lips.

"Dad, Mom..."

She couldn't help but speak with a smile.

Zheng Xitong focused his thoughts, shifted his attention to his daughter, and seeing her smile, suddenly got furious, slapping the table.

"What are you smiling at? You're happy hearing about Brother Zhizhong's death, aren't you? You crazy girl, when did you become so cold and heartless?"

Old Zheng was truly angry.

Mrs. Zheng sighed, "Third, you shouldn't be smiling at this..."

Third Sister Zheng felt extremely aggrieved, "Mom, why shouldn't I smile? Brother Zhizhong is still alive, I met him!"

"What are you saying?!!!"

The Zheng couple suddenly shouted together, standing up simultaneously, staring synchronously at their daughter.

Mrs. Zheng was more anxious, "Third, are you serious, not joking just to make us happy?"

Zheng Xitong stared at his daughter, "If you've gone crazy, saying crazy things—I'll discipline you! Don't joke about your Brother Zhizhong's matter!"

"Dad, Mom, why don't you believe me? I'm serious!" Third Sister Zheng was truly frustrated, stomping her feet indignantly, then plopping down on the sofa.

Zheng Xitong exchanged glances with his wife.

They knew their daughter best; at this moment, she was probably telling the truth.

Immediately, Zheng Xitong felt delighted, nodding, "Dad believes you, so tell Mom and me, where did you see Brother Zhizhong? How is he? Is he doing well? Can he return?"

Mrs. Zheng nodded repeatedly, eagerly watching her daughter.

Third Sister Zheng said, "If you want to know the answer, you must agree to my conditions."

"As long as it's true, whether it's a few things, a thousand things, or ten thousand things, Dad will agree to you!"

Third Master Zheng's sense of authority immediately fell into place, speaking firmly.

"First, I don't want to marry into any Tiandu Family, I want to be with Brother Zhizhong, be his woman."

"Second, I don't want marriage, that's a misery for affluent daughters, I only want free love. Don't blame me! And don't force Brother Zhizhong to marry me either!"

"Third, this villa will be mine, and Brother Zhizhong's; you must give it!"

"Fourth, I'll leave with Brother Zhizhong, he won't return to the country, and you shouldn't stop us from leaving."

The Zheng couple: "..."

They were dumbfounded, surprised at their daughter's straightforwardness!

Mrs. Zheng felt relieved inside, for she understood her husband the best.

Zheng Xitong's expression softened, nodding, "If Brother Zhizhong is alive, I promise all these conditions—not an issue. Initially, if nothing happened to him, after the divorce, I'd let him marry you. But now, given your nature, Dad won't force you anymore, do as you please; you have your freedom."

"Wow! Dad, you're so great, hee hee... hee hee..."

"Don't get excited, quickly tell me everything about your Brother Zhizhong!"

Third Sister Zheng pursed her lips, a flash of triumph on her face, "I don't want to say these things, let him come down and tell you himself, okay?"

The Zheng family was taken aback, Zheng Xitong rushed to say, "You crazy girl—are you joking with us? Truly lost it?"

"Nope, Brother Zhizhong is upstairs. We were together last night! Can't I have him come down and say it himself? Hmph!!!"