Shen Qian's face darkened, "Qinglan, is what Xitong said true?"
Shen Qinglan looked steadily at Shen Xitong, "There is a phrase called 'love at first sight.' Just because you haven't experienced it doesn't mean others haven't."
Shen Xitong's hands trembled as she pointed at Shen Qinglan, wanting to say something more, but Old Sir Shen interrupted, "Enough, I agreed to this, and I gave Lanlan the household register. If you have any objections, bring them to me."
Old Sir Shen's expression was stern, as his gaze swept over everyone, especially pausing slightly on Chu Yunrong and Shen Xitong.
Shen Junyu finally understood why Shen Qinglan had knelt last night. His eyes fell on Shen Qinglan, dark and heavy.
As Old Sir Shen spoke, those who were about to say something all shut their mouths.
Chu Yunrong looked at the pale, blank-eyed Shen Xitong, clearly deeply affected, feeling heartache for her. Her gaze towards Shen Qinglan now carried a hint of blame.
