"Xiao Feng, what you just said... is it true?" Nie Lan asked in disbelief.
As she asked, she pinched Nie Shouping's thigh hard beside her.
"Ouch!" Nie Shouping cried out in pain and quickly rubbed the pinched spot, looking at Nie Lan angrily, "Why did you pinch me?"
Nie Lan, however, acted as if she hadn't heard, muttering to herself, "It's not a dream, it's not a dream..."
Nie Longjiao dared not let Xiao Feng speak again and immediately stood up to intercept, "Mom, Xiao Feng was just joking. He talks like this all the time. Don't take it seriously."
"I wasn't asking you!" Nie Lan emphasized her words, glaring at Nie Longjiao once more.
It's true that daughters can't be kept at home once they're grown, but to not side with your own family even before getting married—what kind of daughter is that?
Xiao Feng said with a smile, "Of course, it's true. We've already discussed it, and by next week at the latest, we'll take you to see the house."
