Qi Xiu's presence was anticipated yet unexpected. Now that he was here, Qi Xiu was considered family.
That night after a pleasant dinner.
Pulling Qi Xiu to stand together, Fu Junqiu dropped a bomb. "Handing, Yanqiu, Qi Xiu and I have gotten our marriage license. We intend to have a wedding sometime this year."
She was not one to drag her feet. Once she had her mind set on something, she would see it through immediately.
Munching on an apple, Shen Xi nearly choked herself to death. She hacked violently.
Li Yuan, who sat beside her, immediately patted her back tenderly.
"What? You got a problem?" Fu Junqiu looked at Shen Xi.
"No, I don't." Shen Xi coughed while denying. It simply took her by a pleasant surprise. Why would she have a problem?
"What about you?" Fu Junqiu turned to the rest.
Fu Qingye cleared her throat. "So long as you're sure, Aunt Junqiu. I respect your decision."
