The Xu Residence.
Xu Qixi's Chamber.
Xu Zheng's wife, Mrs. Zhen, pushed the door open and came in, carrying a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup: "Xiao Qi, Mother is coming in."
Xu Qixi was sitting in front of the dressing table, her hands resting on the table, holding her head. In the mirror, her matchless beauty had eyes that clearly showed no signs of focus.
She was lost in thought.
In the blink of an eye, another year had passed. According to her life's plan, she was supposed to have settled her marriage at last year's birthday banquet.
By now, she should have already "married" herself off.
However, until now, she hadn't even decided on her "him." The people at home intentionally or unintentionally wanted her to marry Lin Miao, even saying that as long as he asked, the marriage would be settled.
