Wen Shuyue's face was full of disbelief. "Are you saying that my cousin wants me to marry someone else?"
Fang held her in her arms. "Your cousin is also doing this for your own good. A woman must eventually marry. Although you are divorced, you are still young. It's better to have a man to take care of you."
Wen Shuyue's lips trembled. She opened her mouth, but tears fell uncontrollably.
She wondered, "How could it be my cousin?"
Fang hurriedly said, "Since you are not willing, then let's forget it." Yue'er had only been divorced for a little over two months. Her heart was certainly still steeped in the pain caused by the Zhao family. Arranging a marriage this early was indeed inappropriate.
Wen Shuyue looked at her. "Aunt Fang, Yue'er isn't willing!" She thought, "I am going to marry my cousin. How could I marry anyone else!"
