Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

his mother’s words.

He did not understand why his mother had to say such things in front of Chu Jiu.

Did she expect him to be a womanizer or something?

However…

He cast a furtive look at Chu Jiu.

Letting her take advantage of him?

He did not seem to resent the idea that much.

The question was—would the woman dare to do it?

He rose to his feet and gave Chu Jiu a nonchalant glance.
“I just prefer quality over quantity.
It’s not like what my mother implied—I’m not into men, and I don’t have any weird preferences.” He then looked at Ling Lihua.
“I’ll leave her to you, then.
I have military affairs to handle, so I’ll be going first.”

Chu Jiu furrowed her brow.

Why did he have to look at her while saying all that?

A hint of suspicion arose in her heart.

Ling Lihua struggled to stifle her laughter as she watched her son’s tall and broad figure exit the tent.

Had her son fallen for this young woman?

Keeping her thoughts to herself, she sat down calmly beside Chu Jiu and studied her carefully for the first time.

During the time Chu Jiu was with Weiwei, Ling Lihua’s impression of her had always been that of a valiant young woman—even more courageous than a man—but she was also rather cold and unapproachable.

However, now that she was ill and weak, she seemed more gentle and demure.

Upon close examination, Ling Lihua discovered how delicate her facial features were.
She was far from unattractive; her beauty had merely been concealed by the lack of care for her appearance and her tanned skin.

If she dolled herself up, she could be a real looker, too.

Ling Lihua could not help mulling over what she had heard Chu Jiu say to Chen when she had walked in just now.

No wonder Chen was not in a hurry to get married—perhaps his heart had already been captured by this girl without him knowing it.

The more she thought about it, the likelier it seemed to her.

“Madam?” Feeling a little creeped out by her intense stare, Chu Jiu could not help calling out to her.

“Huh?” Ling Lihua came back to her senses and beamed at Chu Jiu, feeling more pleased the more she looked at her.

She placed her fingers on Chu Jiu’s wrist and pretended to take her pulse, but her mind started to wander.

Chu Jiu and Chen?

Haha, why had she not realized it before?

They were clearly a great match!

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