Lu Yuqing felt both gloomy and anxious for Liu Zhizhong and said, "Hey, big sister, why are you like this? What kind of mother eagerly hopes for her daughter and son-in-law to..."
Liu Zhizhong timely interrupted Lu Yuqing, "Auntie, let's not talk about that anymore. Marriage fate, it's all about destiny, right? When fate arrives, two people can come together no matter what, right?"
Lu Yuqing's face heated up as she quietly understood what he was hinting at.
Fortunately, the climb had made her cheeks flush, so her shyness wasn't noticeable.
Liu Zhizhong went on, "If Zhao Yan and I truly aren't fated, then no matter how hard we force it, the melon won't be sweet. But if our fate isn't over, then no one can break us apart."
Lu Yu Mei snorted coldly and said, "You speak as if it all makes perfect sense, acting as if I'm trying to split you two on purpose. It's actually just that..."