And Qin Yuehua's precious daughter, she has entirely inherited her mother's perfect temperament. Therefore, at such a young age, she has already become the darling of the compound, adored by men and women, young and old alike.
Mu Xiangwan is playing with Little Lingling, coaxing the clueless little girl to call her "sister," and after succeeding, she laughs even more cheerfully.
Hearing what Jian Yurong said, she wrinkled her nose nonchalantly: "Getting married isn't something I can just make happen! He's gone without a trace when he's busy, let alone getting married, even seeing him is a luxury!"
Jian Yurong laughed, "Such lamenting, it's obvious you're miffed he hasn't proposed yet!"
"Who cares if he proposes! It's not like I don't have other offers!" Mu Xiangwan was increasingly saying one thing and feeling another.
Alas, she had noticed herself becoming more and more forlorn lately. An'an was right, she was still young, why was she so eager to get married?
