Luo Ling nodded.
"Lucky you," Shen Qiu suddenly said.
"Shut up, Qiu." Luo Xueyan glared at Shen Qiu and looked at Luo Ling. The more she looked at him, the more satisfied she was with him.
Shen Xin and Shen Qiu weren't so satisfied with Luo Ling. They looked at each other with mixed feelings. They were unhappy that no one was willing to marry Shen Miao, but now that someone wanted to marry Shen Miao, they were still unhappy, especially Shen Xin. He felt that Luo Ling was really lucky that he could marry his daughter.
Shen Qiu said, "I didn't say anything wrong. If not for the situation Jiaojiao is facing, no one in the capital is qualified to marry her. Unexpectedly, this happened… I wonder what kind of good karma Cousin Ling accumulated in his previous life."
Luo Xueyan shot him a glare. "Try talking nonsense again!"
