Han Xianglan thought further ahead.
Thus, her gaze seemed contemplative.
It was only then that Qiao Qingyu remembered that something indeed was amiss. Logically, Uncle Qiao should have reacted when he heard Han Liuya's piercing screams that could break through the roof; how could he possibly remain indifferent and continue talking to Han Dazhu.
It was probably because of the incense bag that Han Lishi had burnt. Moreover, that old lady really was quite mysterious.
Qiao Qingyu would not foolishly dismiss such things.
Whether it was science or mysticism, she could now be considered a fusion of both.
At this point, Qiao Zhicai's eyes darkened a bit. "Han Lishi was always a bit mystical. You can't say she is a charlatan; she does have some genuine abilities."
Uncle Qiao stated unequivocally, "Let's end this marriage proposal now, no more dealings with them."
