"Is Elder Brother talking about Zhi Wan?"
Lu Zhenbei was just about to speak when a slightly sharp voice cut in.
Lu Zhenbei and Old Madam Lu both looked toward the door in unison.
There stood Lu Jinglan, holding a tray of pastries, her expression quite unpleasant.
Lu Zhenbei frowned but still nodded. "Yes, Zhi Wan."
Hearing this, Lu Jinglan's mind started to buzz.
'Jinzhi is in love with Zhi Wan and wants to marry her?'
'No, this is absurd!'
'It's absolutely impossible!'
"Elder Brother must be joking, right?" Lu Jinglan said, forcing herself to smile.
Old Madam Lu also thought her son was joking with her. She frowned and said, "Don't make jokes about Jinzhi's marriage. That orphan girl, Zhi Wan, is not worthy of him."
Lu Zhenbei was displeased. 'Wan'er is so well-behaved and sensible, how could she not be worthy of Lu Zhan?'
'Besides, Wan'er is much younger than Lu Zhan.'
'If Wan'er doesn't mind that Lu Zhan is older, they should be secretly overjoyed.'
