The man's words made Zheng Qingqing unable to help but laugh, "Then I must thank my second cousin for his kindness."
"But..."
The ironic smile on her lips remained, "Firstly, I don't have such a hobby, and secondly, there's no vegetable to marry, so forget it."
"Is that so?"
Qin Yihan's lips curled up, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes as he looked at her:
"I remember that the Zheng Family recently arranged a marriage for you, right?"
"The other party is the promising and young master of the Zhou family, am I correct?"
The man's words instantly changed the expression on Zheng Qingqing's face.
She raised her head to look at Qin Yihan and unconsciously took a step back, "Second cousin, what do you mean?"
"No particular meaning."
Qin Yihan chuckled lightly, his gaze casually sweeping over Zheng Qingqing's pale face:
"Since little cousin admires Su Xiaoli so much for being able to marry a vegetable..."
