The Dowager Duchess held her hand and said emotionally, "Our Weiwei has grown up in the blink of an eye…"
Judging from her tone, Lu Liangwei somehow knew what she was going to say next.
Lu Liangwei blinked and latched onto her arm, pouting. "Actually, I haven't grown up at all."
The Dowager Duchess scolded her with a smile, "You're already fifteen, and you say you haven't grown up at all? How thick-skinned of you."
Lu Liangwei touched her face and said solemnly, "My skin is fine; it's not that thick."
Amused by her behavior, the Dowager Duchess raised her hand and stroked her head. She sighed and said, "Weiwei, you're already fifteen. How about I find a good family for you to marry into?"
Lu Liangwei's heart thumped.
Although she had already guessed that her grandmother would bring up this matter, why did she suddenly want to talk about marriage out of nowhere?
She could not help recalling the incident in the palace yesterday.
