Beitang Xuan saw his little sister's anxious demeanor and felt a pang in his heart, for the sister he had doted on had her soul hooked away by another man.
"Don't worry, father was just speaking out of anger. How could we possibly allow our sister to marry a cripple, right?"
"Big brother, stop it," Qinmeng blushed and stamped her foot before turning away.
"Alright, little sister, I'm off. I still have to go entertain your future brother-in-law." Seeing his little sister shy away, he chuckled and turned to leave.
Jueqing stayed in Beiting Villa for two days, and Beitang Zhan saw that he was quite the handsome man, well-matched with his daughter. Most importantly, the couple's hearts aligned. They set the wedding date for the tenth of September. Despite the rush, every ceremonial rite would be observed, undiminished due to any indiscretions before the marriage.
