Thinking about how the stiff relationship between her father and sister-in-law had been resolved, she smiled happily and even laughed out loud, "Hehe."
"Laughing foolishly!" Julia Anderson waved the fruit knife in front of her, squinting to remind her daughter, "Don't laugh like that during the arranged marriage meeting later, or they'll think the marshal's daughter is a little fool..."
"I'm not foolish. If he really thinks that way, there's nothing I can do." Fiona Schmidt stuffed another piece of apple into her mouth, clapped her hands, and got up to head upstairs.
As she reached the stairs, she heard her mother's warning, "Fiona, he has really good prospects. Among the younger generation in the entire Soyes, he's the most outstanding. Get to know him well; you'll find he's really good!"
Fiona curved her lips, her lovely face indifferent, as she turned to glance at her mother, "Is he as outstanding as my brother? In my heart, my brother is the most outstanding."
