No one knew what Zheng Xianjing was up to.
Old Mrs. Zheng looked at Zheng Lingling with a pale face, "Lingling, what does Xianjing want to do?"
Zheng Lingling said, "Mom, don't worry, Xianjing is a sensible girl, she won't do anything outrageous."
Old Mrs. Zheng continued, "Are you mother and daughter hiding something from me?"
"No, mom," Zheng Lingling responded with a smile: "Mom, you are overthinking."
Old Mrs. Zheng frowned, "What is Xianjing doing on the stage?" She doesn't know how many eyes are watching her from under the stage, her every word and move represents the Zheng Family, any slight misstep would give people a handle against us.
Zheng Lingling said: "Baichuan and Xianjing have grown up together. Now that Baichuan is getting married, it's only right that Xianjing prepares a small gift."
"Is it really just giving a gift?" Old Mrs. Zheng continued.
Zheng Lingling smiled and said: "Mom, you'll see."
