"I'm flattered, Mr. Qiao. Now that you've made your intentions clear to us, I can finally put my heart at ease. But as you can see, we're nothing but merchants. Huihui is practically a spoiled girl and no one has ever done her wrong. She doesn't know anything about the rules and manners of Imperial City. Well..."
Old Mrs. Yuan swallowed her joy and did not directly agree to Qiao Heting's proposal.
Even if she wanted Yuan Hui to marry into Duke Ding's residence, she couldn't make it too obvious.
The last thing she wanted was for Qiao Heting to take Yuan Hui for granted after seeing their urgent need to proceed with the marriage between him and Yuan Hui.
"Old Mrs. Yuan, please don't worry. We don't have a certain set of rules in our place. At most, it's just to discipline the underlings. Everything else will be taken care of by special stewards. I am seeking to marry Miss Yuan. I am seeking consensual affection and not simply looking for a housekeeper."
