She had always worried that the other party might be a misshapen jujube or a sleazy villain, or perhaps missing an arm or a leg. Now that she had found a childhood sweetheart for her child, things were already looking up.
Please forgive her; she had been educated this way since she was young.
"Everything else is fine, but I don't agree with this. Think about how you felt when you were forced to marry."
Qiao Duo'er repeated herself, the matter of feelings must not be treated carelessly.
"Alright, you're smarter than I am, let's do as you say," Chen Yiling no longer insisted.
The feeling of being forced wasn't pleasant.
Seeing Chen Yiling come to her senses, Qiao Duo'er felt relieved.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the faces of the Embroidery Ladies were all smiles, because today they would receive their wages.
"Do you think we've been tricked? It's already this late and no one has shown up," Liu Ximei said anxiously.
