Her voice slowly decreased.
Having reached this point, she knew her godmother was old, but not stupid, and understood what she meant.
The old lady had a pensive expression, which suddenly made the atmosphere in the living room tense.
Lu Xichen took a sip of milk slowly, knowing she shouldn't disturb her godmother at this moment.
"Xiaochen." A moment later, the old lady's voice rang out.
Lu Xichen quickly put down the cup, "I'm here, godmother."
The old lady turned her head and examined the girl next to her carefully.
Lu Xichen was only twenty-two years old, at the height of her youthful beauty, and she was lovely and pretty, with no faults in her appearance.
Moreover, she had been born into a good family.
Though the Lu Family was not as prestigious as the Pei Family, they held a place in the upper social circles of A City.
In summary, Lu Xichen belonged to a noble ancestry and was a beautiful young lady.
"Then what do you think I should do?" The old lady looked troubled.
