Qiu Lian leaned in close to the group and whispered, "Here's the thing: I have a cousin back in my hometown who is 24 this year. Some years ago, there was talk of a marriage proposal for her at home, but then the man got sick and died. Everyone in the village now says she is fated to be a widow-maker, and nobody in the village dares to marry her."
Juzi frowned upon hearing this, "A widow-maker?"
As soon as Qiu Lian heard this, she immediately waved her hand, "No, that man was already sick to begin with, and he wouldn't have lived long anyway. It's just my cousin who had bad luck. And my cousin is a really kind person."
"Plus, my cousin is also pretty and hardworking. Aside from being a bit older, I think she's good in every way. Actually, I believe she would be a suitable match for Chief Zhou, and if I'm not mistaken, Chief Zhou is also around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old this year."
Upon hearing this, Fang Pingying immediately asked, "Did Chief Zhou agree to this?"
