Qu Tan'er thought for a moment, then smiled indifferently.
Indeed, she was getting the hang of it.
But for Qu Tan'er, as long as Mo Liancheng was by her side, all other difficulties were not difficulties at all.
Zhao Qingyun spoke for a while, but ended up feeling somewhat bored.
And so, she left.
About half an hour later.
In the study of the Frost Court, with the door open, Mo Liancheng still sat in front of the desk, while Qu Tan'er leaned in his embrace, and below that, Mo Jingxuan was seated. Fourteen had been visiting so frequently, meddling with affairs here and there, to the point where it was nearly necessary to put up a sign for 'Fourteen's Branch House' right outside the main gate.
Qu Tan'er shifted slightly, finding a more comfortable position.
On the desk lay a small notebook, detailing arranged marriage arrangements.
Arranged marriage? With whom? Who was coming for an arranged marriage?
Curious, Qu Tan'er asked, "Who is coming for an arranged marriage?"
