"You say your parents are no longer with us, and we, your aunts and uncles, are your elders. We have finally managed to find you a match, and they don't even look down on you. Why aren't you happy? What do you want?"
"Ah, this match isn't bad. Zhang Yuanwai is famously wealthy for miles around. Marrying him means living a life of ease and being a lady of the house."
"Don't be so stubborn."
"We all want what's best for you."
When Chuzheng opened her eyes, she saw a man and a woman standing across from her.
The man stood slightly behind and did not make a sound.
The woman was spitting while she spoke with great fervor.
Chuzheng, disturbed by her noise, gave her a cold glance.
The woman immediately fell silent and stepped back, grabbing the man's arm.
"Why does this girl have such a frightening look in her eyes?"
The man sighed, "Ah... let it be, let her think it over herself."
The woman mumbled in agreement, and, taking the man's proposal, she pulled him to walk outside.
