No one knows a daughter like her mother.
Seeing Yue Xiaofang's expression, Lin Chunju knew what she was thinking.
She reached out and pointed hard at her forehead, "You ungrateful little thing, is this how you think of your mother?"
Yue Xiaofang felt a slight pain between her brows, but her heart settled, "Mom, you're perfectly fine, why bring up such a scary topic?"
Lin Chunju spilled the beans, detailing how Qiu Maode had come looking for a matchmaker.
Yue Xiaofang listened while continuing the work in her hands.
Only after her mother finished speaking did she respond, "That so-called Qiu Maode, I don't even know him, I can barely match a face to the name."
"You don't think it'll work?"
"No way!" Yue Xiaofang put her things down and turned to look seriously at Lin Chunju.
"Mom, I don't want to get married. Can I just rely on the Yue family in the future?"
"Why not? I'd be happy to death. From now on, you'll stay beside me and we'll live together, just the two of us."