So much has happened at home?
Wang Jian genuinely didn't know about this. He frowned, wanting to ask, but he held back and continued to listen to Xu Qian.
"As for why it fell through, I don't know either. When I asked him, he wouldn't say. Later, when I came back for the New Year, I asked Dad, but surprisingly, he didn't know either."
"It's actually quite funny, now that I think about it," Xu Qian said with a self-deprecating laugh. "After the New Year, a thug came to our house. If I hadn't been cooking with a knife in my hand and managed to chase him away, who knows what might have happened."
"I told your older brother about it later, and he even comforted me at first. But within a couple of days, he started being sarcastic and accusatory, testing me to see if I had been unfaithful. By that time, village gossip had surely reached his ears."
