I was reborn, reborn on the mound of my own grave. Don't ask me why I died, but my maid Xiaocui was stealing my tribute. It's a long story, and it probably has something to do with a piece of tofu. Let me tell you in detail...
"Hey, it is said that Lin Luochu, the eldest daughter of the Feng Yang Lin family, is engaged to the third son of the Shen family."
"Why did I hear that I went to Shen's house to cancel the engagement?"
"Isn't that true? It is said that when they arrived at Shen's Mansion, they discovered that Mr. Shen was a famous flower in Shengjing City. He was handsome and infatuated, so he stayed there."
Ah Si, the talker at the No. 1 Restaurant in Shengjing City, waved his fat arm to interrupt the conversation between the two.
"That's not right. Mr. Pei just asked me to arrange a wedding. He wants to marry Mrs. Lin. I am familiar with this little lady. When she was a child, she broke my ancestral porcelain when she first came to Shengjing. She was our childhood sweetheart."
Lin Yingwu, a waiter in the restaurant, spoke up at the right time: "What childhood sweetheart? She has been planning this for a long time."
Lin Luochu said it was all a misunderstanding. Who made the system select Yushu Linfeng's Mid-Autumn Festival brother? In the beginning, there was pure affection between us, and we were not familiar with each other at all.
The insider Shen Fubai curled his lips and sneered: Yes, so you two are purely isolating me.
It's too far off topic. If you fall in love, you'll fall in love. So what?
Intention: Life always looks forward