Outside, Xiao Moxi saw Ye Yueying enter the house and couldn't help but let out a long breath.
"Yingying, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
In the side chamber, Madam Weng, who was resting, looked at Ye Yueying with a face full of concern.
Ye Yueying lowered her hand, forced out a faint smile, and walked toward Madam Weng: "Grandmother, I'm fine, it's just a bit cold outside."
Hearing this, Madam Weng finally relaxed, pulling Ye Yueying to sit down, her face radiating with a strong smile.
Ye Yueying was surprised by her grandmother's joy: "Grandmother, this...?"
The nanny waiting on Madam Weng chuckled and said, "Just now Madam drew an excellent fortune for you." She then explained the process of drawing the stick and interpreting its meaning.
Madam Weng tightly held Ye Yueying's hand and sighed, "These past two years, I've been worrying about your marriage, fearing that after I am gone, your aunt might hastily arrange a match just to settle you."
