My Darling Gu Zi

Aunt Wang's husband hastily chimed in, "Indeed, indeed. She is like a flower in our courtyard. I wonder who will be fortunate enough to bring this flower home. They would be truly blessed."

He thought to himself how well she matched his son in age. If Gong Xin could become his daughter-in-law, the mere thought made him ecstatic.

However, Gu Zi found Wang and his wife's flattery amusing. She glanced at her friend Gong Xin, whose face was particularly unpleasant at the moment, and couldn't help but laugh.

Unbeknownst to Wang and his wife, they were stepping on Gong Xin's toes with their flattery. Gong Xin despised being referred to as a flower, a pretty but useless thing.

Miss Gong had always strived to prove her independence. She would never willingly be a mere flower. Their dreams of plucking this flower were utterly absurd.