Last time she'd already heard that the Wang Family's old madam was gravely ill and wished to see her eldest grandson marry before she passed. That being the case, once the Wang Family came to propose on the sixth, the wedding would probably be held within two months.
Since it was something her parents had decided together, it was likely impossible to change. Then she could only run away from the marriage—no way was she marrying that wastrel from the Wang Family.
"Run away from your wedding… isn't that bad?" Xiaohong was scared; running away from a marriage wasn't the same as sneaking out of a room.
"Stop dawdling. I tell you to go, so go." She knew Xiaohong was timid, so she added, "Don't worry, I'll take you with me when I leave."
That made Xiaohong less afraid. She hurriedly answered, "Yes!"
Xiaohong found the hammer, and Li Luru had already packed her bundle.
But before they had a chance to use anything, she was dragged out.
"Master, the person's been brought."
