Ms. He nodded, "That makes sense."
Lai Jiajia picked up another piece of braised pork and ate it. With her mouth full, her speech was a bit muffled: "Don't get ahead of yourselves. That Jian Lecheng really doesn't fancy me, and frankly, I don't care for him either."
Ms. He added, "Let's first invite him to our house; we can discuss other matters later."
Lai Zonghui agreed.
Lai Jiajia felt rather frustrated seeing her parents like this, so she turned her frustration into motivation and ate an extra bowl of rice at noon.
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Eastern Palace.
After Leng Yu Yan finished his lunch, she ordered someone to fetch Ling Lang.
Ling Lang, thinking he finally had a lead on his future wife, rushed over to Leng Yu Yan in no time.
"Did Master summon me because you've thought of a candidate?"
Leng Yu Yan paused, then realized what he meant and laughed, "It's not that quick."
Ling Lang couldn't hide his disappointment, "Oh," then quickly asked, "Then what does Master need from me?"
