During this blind date, Jiang Lan didn't speak a word from beginning to end. She was like an invisible person, sitting there quietly, listening to the two of them talking about her life-long events.

Just marry her off in such a careless way.

She didn't know why Lu Shengwen was suddenly so concerned about her marriage, but he certainly wasn't doing it purely for her own good.

There must be some other purpose.

Feng Qin poked Jiang Lan's arm. Seeing her disappointed expression, he was silent for a moment, raised his head and said to Lu Shengwen, "Uncle, can I talk to her alone?"

"Of course. Is this the first time that Young Master Feng has come to our Lu family? Lanlan, please take Young Master Feng out for a walk."

Jiang Lan stood up, glanced sideways at Feng Qin, and immediately walked out first.

Feng Qin immediately followed him. He stared at Jiang Lan's slender back, feeling an inexplicable depression in his heart.

He could feel that Jiang Lan probably didn't want to marry him.

When he came to the yard, Jiang Lan kept walking forward with his head down, until he reached the flowers in the backyard.

In this season, all the flowers and plants have withered, leaving only bare wasteland.

Only the pond in the middle, with specks of duckweed floating on it, was the only color in the entire yard.

Jiang Lan stood by the pond, staring at the duckweed on the water, his eyes slightly dazed.

Feng Qin stood side by side with her, turned to look at her haggard and pale profile, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say for a while.

After a while, Jiang Lan turned his head, looked at Feng Qin's boyish face, looked at him seriously, and gestured: Do you really want to marry me?

Feng Qinhe stared at her fingers, a little speechless. He didn't know if he really wanted to marry her, but when he thought that he was marrying her, he had no resistance to the marriage.

Feng Qin said: "Then do you want to marry me?"

Jiang Lan lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time before he gestured: It doesn't matter whether I think about it or not. If I don't marry you, I will marry someone else.

She had no choice at all.

Lu Jingchi's attitude towards her proved that she had no choice. She could only marry whoever Lu Shengwen wanted her to marry.

Feng Qin frowned, suddenly held her hand, and looked at her deeply, "Jiang Lan, if you don't want to marry me, I can go to my uncle and make it clear."

His palms were warm, like the sun, very warm.

Jiang Lan looked at his face, looking dazed for a moment.

After a few seconds, Jiang Lan withdrew his hand and shook his head: It's not you or someone else. He just wants to marry me. He doesn't care who that person is or whether I want to marry.

Feng Qin frowned even more, "Why? Didn't he say that he wanted to find a good home for you? He couldn't be so hasty, right?"

Jiang Lan twitched her lips. She didn't expect Feng Qin to be so naive and believe Lu Shengwen's words.

Feng Qin seemed to understand something when he saw the bitter look on her mouth.

He asked hesitantly: "Is it because of Lu Jingchi?"

Jiang Lan was silent.

Feng Qin understood now. It turned out that Lu Shengwen married her not to find a good home for her, but because he didn't want her to get entangled with Lu Jingchi anymore. He wanted Lu Jingchi to find a good home?

For Feng Qin, who had never experienced family intrigues, he could only think of this.

But he thought of another point, "Do you... like Lu Jingchi?"

Jiang Lan was startled when she heard this, and she clenched her fingers unconsciously.

She liked Lu Jingchi, which seemed to be a tacit secret among everyone, but Lu Jingchi's unfamiliar face flashed in her mind, and she became confused again.

Does she... like him?

Feng Qin asked again: "Then does he like you?"

These words were too sharp, like a sharp weapon, piercing Jiang Lan's heart unexpectedly.
Chapter completed!