Nan Fei went down to the check-out desk to call Zhuanzhuan, explaining the situation in hushed tones. Zhuanzhuan remained quiet for a long time on the other end of the line.
"Zhuanzhuan, what's wrong?"
"Sis!"
"Hmm! I'm listening."
"Why did you suddenly have this idea? Did Huo Beijiang come back to find you? Even if he did, you shouldn't marry him." Zhuanzhuan's tone was noticeably more excitable than usual.
"I just don't think he's right for you, or for our family."
Nan Fei frowns, "Zhuanzhuan, please respect my choice, okay?"
"Okay!"
Zhuanzhuan could tell from her sister's tone that she was determined. The shock in her heart was even more profound than what she expressed outwardly. She had felt for a while that her sister had changed but never guessed that she had changed this much, beyond her control.
Regardless, she didn't want to make her sister upset now.
"Sis, I'll quietly send you the household registration tomorrow."
