The woman wore a plain dress, with light makeup, exuding an elegant and otherworldly aura.
She gracefully curtsied before Pei Zhan: "This servant greets the General."
Pei Zhan glanced at her and then looked back at Yang Zhan: "Are you serious about this?"
Yang Zhan nudged his arm and, with sincerity in his voice, said: "You are General Pei, holding great power; why worry about minor details? I am not someone who can't get things done. Enjoy yourself at the Prince Manor with your wife first. After you return home, I will send her over. As for how to plan and arrange, it all depends on your wishes, Brother Pei."
Pei Zhan's lips twitched lightly: "Given to me, she is now my person, isn't that right?"
"Naturally."
Pei Zhan extended his hand: "Where's the ownership contract?"
Yang Zhan was suddenly energized, promptly pulling out a document from his bosom: "The contract is here. I wrote it for you a long time ago!"
