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"So, what exactly do the Count and Countess mean? Will they agree to this marriage?"
Liu Tinglan nodded but then shook her head, her expression wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, "My father isn't particularly satisfied with the man, but he can't stand my mother's constant nagging in his ear, so he can only go along with her wishes. They say the marital contract will be set next June and we'll be married the year after."
Mo Yan couldn't bear to see her like this and comforted her, "There are still several months to go, who knows what might change? Maybe in the end, your mother herself won't be satisfied. Don't worry too much about it yet."
She hadn't seen the man, so she couldn't judge whether he was good or not, nor if he could bring happiness to her good sister, so she couldn't rashly speak well of him. She could only comfort her sister in this way to think positively.
