Madam Zhao looked at Su Xiaolu for a while before smiling and nodding. "Alright, I understand."
Su Xiaolu heaved a sigh of relief and hugged Madam Zhao. She said in a wheedling tone, "Mother, I can find a man I like in the future, right? Father and Mother will allow me to choose for myself, right?"
Madam Zhao's heart softened. She touched Su Xiaolu's smooth hair and said softly, "Of course."
This was her youngest daughter. She was already so big, and it was already time to think about her marriage. Madam Zhao had mixed feelings. She naturally had to like someone whom she had to spend the rest of her life with.
If she didn't like them, how sad would her days be? How could she and her father not allow her to do so?
The gentleness and doting in Madam Zhao's tone made Su Xiaolu feel at ease. She knew that she was free.
Su Xiaolu rubbed against Madam Zhao's arms and said, "Mother, I'm going out."
