"Whether he likes me or not doesn't matter," Bai Xue confidently said. "I have a way to make Qin Jian dislike you but still have no choice but to marry you."
Bai Yanjiao looked at her mother in surprise: "Mom, you have such a skill? He can still marry me even if he doesn't fancy me? Do you think this is the old society? Am I a landowner's precious daughter, and he's just a laborer carrying heavy loads? He'll have no choice but to marry me, tell me, where does your confidence come from?"
Bai Xue, upon hearing her daughter's reply, suddenly realized she might have spoken too confidently: "Okay, perhaps I did brag too much. But the intentions behind my thoughts are good, and I have come up with a plan that I think could really work."
"What kind of plan?" Bai Yanjiao asked eagerly.
"Do you know why Qin Jian has been delaying getting married?"
"Why?"
"Qin Jian is cursed with a wife-killing fate!" Bai Xue whispered.
