Qiao Qiao got up and walked to Le Yao's side. She reached out and pinched her face. "Baby, you still don't quite understand the eager hopes of my parents, especially the parents who are urging me to get married. You're simply comparable to Tang Sanzang. If Old Qiao and his wife can't rush their son, they can only target me, their daughter."
The corners of Le Yao's mouth twitched. She suddenly remembered her biological parents. They had started nagging her to find a partner when she was working.
"That bastard Lu Minan brought his parents to my house and made me take responsibility." Qiao Qiao gritted her teeth. "He's like a woman. If it weren't for the fact that our martial arts skills are about the same, I would have hit him."
"You're about the same, so why did he let you succeed?" Le Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes. "I think it's probably his scheme."
