"Aunt!"
Li Pingting couldn't help but call out.
"Shut up, no need to say more. I've made my decision, and it's not your place to question it."
Li Fufeng gave Li Pingting a glare and said, "Young Master Xu has traveled a long way to get here. It must have been quite exhausting. Pingting, take him to rest first. I'll go and sort out the wedding arrangements to ensure everything is done properly."
With that, she turned and walked out.
Li Pingting bit her lip in discontent and mumbled, "Yes, Young Master Xu, please follow me."
Under Li Pingting's guidance, Xu Lingjun was brought to a rather elegant room nestled in the mountains, with ancient cypresses outside the window, enhancing its serene beauty.
But upon entering the room, Xu Lingjun was still utterly baffled...
A wedding?
Isn't this old lady's thinking a bit too erratic?
He had merely come to visit Li Jingjun, and if possible, it would be great to define their relationship.
