Jiamei also sensed something fishy and whispered in Ling'er's ear.
"Today is a blind date banquet, you know?"
Ling'er was still in the dark. "What blind date?"
"You and my Eleventh brother."
Ling'er looked up, and the Eleventh Prince was looking at her. The two locked eyes, blushing and lowering their heads.
"How do you feel about my Eleventh brother?"
"Um, not bad."
"Both of you are saying 'not bad.' What does that mean? Are you willing or not?"
Ling'er pursed her lips for a while. "My mother will decide my marriage."
"What a good daughter!"
"This is not just filial piety; it's trust. Those who treat me well, even if it's my husband, can't compare to my parents."
"Well, you have a point."
While Qiao Mai chatted with her in-law, she observed Ling'er's expressions and could tell that this marriage was pretty much settled.
