Old Mrs. Shen's voice was filled with righteous indignation. She pulled Ye Qianqian's hand over and scrutinized it with furrowed brows. "Indeed, I was right," she said. "This lady won't do."
Ye Qianqian's heart skipped a beat, and awkwardness enveloped her. The expression on Shen Zhilie's face darkened, and he said, "Grandma, I am the one marrying her, not you. Previously, you told me that you liked Lili. I listened to you and wooed her. However, right now, Qianqian is the one I like. Can't you just support my decision?"
"No. This lady is destined for a short life. You cannot marry her! If you marry her, your life will be shortened, too!" Old Mrs. Shen stomped her foot in anger and continued, "I'm not out to harm you! I'm doing all of this for your own good! My dear Zhilie, please don't make me angry. If I say no, it means no!"
"Grandma, you don't get the last say in matters of this world!"
