Ye Qianzhi leaned against the window, peering curiously through the narrow gap at everything in the courtyard.,'Grumble.' When he was really concentrating, his stomach made a loud, drawn-out rumbling sound.,As the old saying goes: "Parents' words are matchmakers' decrees." Even though Ye Qianzhi just crossed over and didn't even know the situation clearly, she understood that what made her head spin wasn't these two people in front of her.。