Shen Qinglan still shook her head in refusal, causing the three people present to be both amused and exasperated.
"What about Xiao Li? Is she doing well?" Shen Qinghe asked.
"She's fine!" Dong Yao replied, "She's resting at home."
Shen Qinghe nodded, suddenly looking at Shen Qinglan with a raised eyebrow and smiling, "What about Young Master Duan? Didn't he come back with you?"
"He did," Shen Qinglan said, "He's at the Duan Mansion."
Shen Qingju laughed, "The date has been set, so next year, we'll have a wedding banquet to attend."
"Huh?" Shen Qinghe was surprised, "Are you talking about Qinglan?"
Shen Qingju chuckled softly, "Who else did you think it was?"
Shen Qinghe frowned, "When did this happen? Mother came, but she didn't mention a word to me?"
"It was just decided last night," Dong Yao replied, "There wasn't even time to mention it yet. Your grandparents, they don't know either."
"Have the betrothal gifts been given?" Shen Qinghe asked again.
