Lu Tingchen regained his composure and unceremoniously poked Lu Liangwei's forehead with a finger. "What nonsense are you thinking about at such a young age?"
Lu Liangwei said mischievously, "Lately, Grandmother has been thinking about getting you married. Who knows, she may already have obtained many paintings of different girls. When we get back, I'll let Grandmother know, so she can quickly pick a good match for you. Then you can immediately go and meet your match."
Lu Tingchen was not angry; instead, he laughed. "Who knows, Grandmother might be more worried about getting you married. I've heard Grandmother mention wanting to carefully pick a good husband for you, so you'd better be mentally prepared for that."
Lu Liangwei gritted her teeth. Suddenly, she pulled open the curtains and shouted from the carriage, "Father, Big Brother is bullying me."
