Luo Meng'er hurriedly clung to Madam Luo's arm: "Mother, please don't ask anymore."
If you keep asking, the Second Young Master won't like her anymore, what should we do?
Only then did Madam Luo realize, and laughed: "Second Young Master, please come to the parlor to sit and have a cup of tea!"
They were eager to marry off Meng'er, having chosen many suitors, but either Meng'er was not satisfied or they, as parents, were not satisfied.
Although Meng'er was not young, they were just trying to find a good family for their daughter.
It would be ideal if the family were of equal standing, with the hope of climbing slightly higher.
Of course, they were well aware that they could not climb too high.
But they didn't expect Meng'er's own choice of husband to shock them, even more to astonish them.
Leng Yuqing nodded slightly, and Father Luo quickly raised his hand to lead the way.
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On the other side, the Eastern Palace Carriage stopped.
