'She's a granddaughter of the Qiao Family. So what does that make him? The Qiao Family's future grandson-in-law?'
Xu Jiali hadn't made an introduction, and while they were curious, they didn't dare to ask.
Mr. Gao and Mrs. Gao looked toward their old madam. 'She's still sitting there chanting sutras,' they thought irritably, 'still greedily scheming for Gao Qiang to marry a Qiao Family granddaughter, when that girl is clearly already spoken for.'
No one spoke. The atmosphere was awkward and oppressive.
"Auntie," Xu Jiali prompted.
Madam Qiao shot Xu Jiali a sharp look. 'A daughter can't be kept at home for long,' she thought. 'So impatient already.'
