"How come the date has been set so quickly? Has that matter been resolved?" Mo Yan pulled Liu Tinglan to sit on the bed, eager to know.
Compared to a month ago, when she was haggard, Liu Tinglan now looked like the bright and cheerful girl of the past, with no trace of defeat on her face.
"It's settled!" A joyful smile appeared on Liu Tinglan's face, and even her eyes shone bright, "I did as you said, writing a stern letter to Brother Shen. Once he saw I was ready to break off the engagement, he panicked. He had no feelings for that woman anyway, so he figured out a way to convince his parents and found a decent marriage arrangement for that woman. The date for betrothal gifts has been set, and they even sent an invitation to my parents to witness it a few days ago!"
After hearing this, Mo Yan finally felt relieved and, holding her friend's hand, said, "That's for the best. That woman got herself a good match; hopefully, she'll be content with that."
