Being Punished To Reflect Themselves

"Was there a wedding in the yard?" She pouted.

Wedding photos and wedding dresses in the yard.

Rubbing her head, Zac didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. "Honey, you have such a rich imagination. You really should write a novel."

Hearing that, Hazel turned her head to take a look at him. A hint of slyness flashed through her black eyes. "Zac, you are the fourth generation leader of the family. The secret will definitely be passed on to you, right?"

A smile played at the corners of Zac's mouth, and his eyes became deep and sharp. "What do you want to say?"

"I mean, you are the master and I am the hostess of the family. You will in charge of the Rong Group and I will take the responsibility of the family, and the mansion will be under my jurisdiction. I should have the right to know the secrets of the yard, right?" Hazel smiled awkwardly.