"So how did you handle that?" Lady Dong pressed on.
She understood her daughter's character very well, but precisely because of this understanding, she guessed what her daughter would do next. Yet, she hoped...her guess was wrong.
Could it be this girl didn't force the issue?
Dong Xiaoyan acted coquettishly for a while before finally coming clean, "That time we were going to part, he didn't say anything clearly, so I got anxious..."
"Ahem..."
Dong Canglan felt an ominous premonition, and immediately scolded, "A young lady should be modest, what's there to be anxious about?!"
Dong Xiaoyan retorted angrily, "He just wouldn't speak up, wouldn't take the initiative. If I remained modest, someone else might snatch him away. How could I not be anxious? Is this something to be calm about?"
Lady Dong first gave her husband a disdainful look, then continued questioning Dong Xiaoyan, "Go on, so you were anxious, then what did you do?"
