The man furrowed his brows and glanced back at his attendant.
The attendant immediately went silent upon noticing this, stepping to the side.
"Surely there must be something to say, right?" The man's tone still carried a laugh, as though he wasn't angry at all.
"My family has not arranged a marriage for me yet."
Upon responding, Twelve had a sweat forming on his forehead.
"No arranged marriage... could it be there is a person you're already desirous of?"
The man's tone conveyed surprise, clearly more intrigued by Twelve's situation.
"Is it a young lady from a family in the Capital City?"
"Actually, it's not somebody from the Capital City. I met a young lady out in the countryside."
Recalling Shen Miaomiao, Twelve's expression visibly relaxed.
