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After hearing Zhong Shu's words, Zhang Liang's eyes immediately lit up, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

He walked up to Zhong Shu with a smile on his face, his face full of anticipation.

He asked softly, "Sister-in-law, what delicious food did you make tonight?"

The tone was full of desire for delicious food and trust in Zhong Shu's cooking skills.

Zhong Shu couldn't help but smile at his appearance, her eyes full of pampering and tenderness.

She patted Zhang Liang's shoulder gently and said, "Don't worry, these are all your favorites. Let's go quickly, otherwise they won't taste good if they get cold."

Zhong Shu's voice was gentle and firm, which made people feel warm.

Zhang Liang nodded, a satisfied smile on his face.

He followed Zhong Shu, and the two of them walked towards the dining room together.

However, as soon as he entered the dining room, Zhang Liang saw that Qin Youlan's three sisters-in-law were also there.

They were either sitting or standing, each busy with their own things, but without exception they all gave him friendly glances.

When he saw them, Zhang Liang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, as if something unknown was about to happen.

But he still suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, walked up to them, and then greeted them and said, "Good evening, sisters-in-law!"

He tried to keep his voice relaxed, but a hint of nervousness could be seen in his tone.

Zhao Ruoruo smiled and nodded at him, her smile as warm as the spring breeze.

She turned to the maid beside her and said, "Go and bring out what we have prepared."

Hearing Zhao Ruoruo's words, the maids nodded in agreement.

They turned and left the dining room, and returned a few minutes later with several plates of exquisite dishes.

The dishes are delicious and look very tempting when placed on the table.

After doing this, the maids tactfully left the dining room, leaving Zhang Liang and several sisters-in-law behind.

Zhang Liang moved closer to the delicious dishes, took a deep breath of the aroma, and a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face.

He nodded and exclaimed, "These dishes smell so delicious! I didn't eat much at the poetry gathering just now, I just drank. Now seeing these, I feel even hungrier."

Hearing his words, Wang Yuehan gently handed him the chopsticks and bowl, and said with a smile: "If that's the case, then eat quickly."

Zhang Liang nodded gratefully, took the bowl and chopsticks, and couldn't wait to pick up a piece of food and put it in his mouth.

The delicious taste instantly bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and savor the deliciousness.

After eating a few bites, Zhang Liang suddenly realized that Qin Youlan and the other three were just looking at him with a smile while he was eating, and they didn't even pick up their chopsticks.

He couldn't help feeling a little guilty, so he said, "Sisters-in-law, don't just stare at me, pick up your chopsticks too."

Hearing his words, Qin Youlan and the others smiled at each other and then picked up the chopsticks in their hands.

But they just picked up some dishes lightly and took a few bites.

Their eyes were more focused on Zhang Liang, watching him eat with gusto, his face filled with a satisfied and happy smile.

Qin Youlan and the other three looked at each other, as if to confirm that they had made up their minds.

Qin Youlan spoke first, her voice gentle but firm: "Uncle, we have something to discuss with you."

Zhang Liang swallowed the food in his mouth and put down his chopsticks.

His eyes swept between the four of them, and he had already guessed something in his mind, but he still kept smiling and motioned for them to continue.

"If you have any questions, please feel free to tell me, we are all family."

There was a hint of relaxation in Zhang Liang's tone, trying to ease the sudden tense atmosphere.

Zhao Ruoruo smiled slightly, nodded, and took over the conversation: "This matter is actually related to you, uncle, and it is very related."

A puzzled expression appeared on Zhang Liang's face, his brows slightly furrowed, and he was obviously puzzled by what Zhao Ruoruo said.

He waited for what would happen next, wanting to know what kind of event could have made these four usually gentle women take it so seriously.

Seeing this, Wang Yuehan took over the topic with a barely perceptible seriousness in her tone: "We can see that you are not young anymore. It's probably time to find a suitable girl."

This sentence exploded at the dinner table like a bombshell.

Zhang Liang, who originally thought it was something important, widened his eyes instantly after hearing this.

His face was full of shock and disbelief. He obviously didn't expect that they would urge him to get married.

A helpless smile appeared on Zhang Liang's face. He shook his head gently, as if trying to find a suitable word to express the complex emotions in his heart.

His eyes swept over Qin Youlan and several other sisters-in-law, and finally stopped on Zhong Shu.

"My sisters-in-law."

Zhang Liang spoke, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

"I'm still young, so I don't need to do it so early..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhong Shu.

She stared at Zhang Liang with wide eyes, her tone filled with unquestionable determination: "What do you mean you're still young? People your age, their children are already working in the fields!"

Zhong Shu's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhang Liang's heart hard.

He felt suffocated, as if all the air had been sucked out of him.

After hearing this, Qin Youlan and the other two nodded in agreement, their eyes revealing their understanding and expectations of Zhang Liang.

The corners of Zhang Liang's mouth twitched slightly. He knew he could no longer avoid this topic.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and then slowly said, "My dear sisters-in-law, the great revenge of the Duke of Wu's Mansion has not yet been avenged. How can I expect you to waste my extra energy on these things? I want to wait until the great revenge is avenged before considering this."

Zhang Liang originally thought that since he had already said this, Qin Youlan and the others would not continue to raise this issue.

But unexpectedly, after hearing his words, Wang Yuehan shook his head and said, "Uncle, as the ancients said, first get married, then build a career."

"Although we know that you really want to avenge the Wuguo Mansion, it is equally important to leave a trace of the Wuguo Mansion's bloodline. You must know that now the Wuguo Mansion only has you as the sole heir."

Qin Youlan immediately took over Wang Yuehan's words and said, "Yes, uncle, we are doing this for your own good."

After hearing what they said, Zhang Liang felt a little uneasy.

He understood their painstaking efforts, but the inner conflicts and pressure made it difficult for him to calm down.

Finally, because he was really afraid that they would continue talking, Zhang Liang forced a smile on his face, and then said to Qin Youlan and the others, "Sisters-in-law, I'm full now. You can eat slowly. I have some things to do."

After saying that, he immediately stood up from his seat and walked towards the door.

Looking at Zhang Liang's hurriedly departing figure, Zhong Shu's eyes flashed with helplessness. She turned to look at Qin Youlan and said, "Sister-in-law, what should we do now? It seems that my uncle is very resistant."

Qin Youlan pursed her lips, her eyes contemplating for a moment, then slowly said, "Then leave Uncle alone for now. We'll talk to him after we find the right person."

"If the girls we find are the type he likes, then everything will be fine, right?"

Hearing Qin Youlan's words, the other three nodded in agreement.

Zhao Ruoruo then waved to the maids beside her, signaling them to clear the tableware.

The maids acted quickly and soon everything was cleaned up.

The atmosphere in the room eased a little, but the sisters-in-law were still filled with worry and expectation.