Lian Xinying listened to those words, and her brows furrowed.
"Auntie, my mom and I have completely broken ties. She won't give me a penny for my dowry, and I don't want a penny from her. She's here to help me with matchmaking only to fulfill my grandfather's last wish." Lian Xinying might look gentle, but her words were sharp and uncomfortable.
The man's name was Zhang Yi. After hearing Lian Xinying's words, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
Zhang Yi's mother's face turned as red as a hot iron.
She awkwardly glared at Su Rong, "This..."
"Let the two young people talk first! If they get along, we can discuss the dowry issue later." Su Rong was also displeased with Zhang Yi's mother for asking such a sensitive question right away.
However, Zhang Yi seemed like an honest person.
After hearing Su Rong's words, Zhang Yi proactively said to Lian Xinying, "We've met when we were kids, but you probably don't remember me that well..."
