“Xiao Tuo really can’t give up Sister Hua and wants to marry Sister Hua. Xiao Tuo asked for Madam’s consent.” Xi Shixun stood up suddenly and bowed 90 degrees to ask Lan’s mother. His mother disagreed with his idea and told him that everything was fate, and said that no matter whether the person marrying him in a sedan chair was really Lan Ye’s daughter, it was actually not bad for their mother and son. He regretted it. “Well, I’ll go find the girl to confirm.” Lan Mu nodded.
