"I can't control other people's feelings and I can't change other people's attitude toward me. I really wouldn't know what to do," An Xiaxia said honestly.
"…" Lan Yu was rendered speechless. "You're very frank."
An Xiaxia blinked. "Do you like Uncle Meng?"
"So what if I do, or if I don't?" Lan Yu retorted.
"Nothing." An Xiaxia chuckled. "I'm just waiting to go to your wedding."
Lan Yu was surprised. She sensed An Xiaxia's genuine kindness and her heart softened a little. At the thought of Meng Xingzhou's stubbornness, she sighed. "A lot of things in this world won't just bend to your will."
She would love to marry Meng Xingzhou, but did Meng Xingzhou want the same thing?
The differences in their backgrounds aside, she couldn't even get past Meng Xingzhou's mother.
An Xiaxia was at a loss and looked at her in confusion.
Lan Yu caressed her cheek. "How did you and Yize become a couple?"
