At that moment, the young girl heard the question Lin Qingyi had just asked.
"Hehe!" She looked up at Lin Qingyi, chuckled, and then said, "I was at Uncle Zhu's house, just when his wife was writing a letter to Little Jin. I decided to join Little Jin in visiting your sister-in-law to play."
"Where is Little Jin then?" Lin Qingyi asked with a puzzled expression.
The girl answered, "Little Jin's father called her back on the way."
Hearing this, Lin Qingyi furrowed her brows slightly.
She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "It seems there's no show!"
The girl saw Lin Qingyi's slightly knitted brows and reached out to smooth them, saying, "Sister-in-law, are you worrying about that matter? About finding a husband for Little Jin?"
Lin Qingyi nodded, "Your Little Jin is gentle, modest, and gracious. It's time for her to find a suitable husband and marry."
