Hearing this pair of narcissistic parents echoing each other, Juhua couldn't hold back her laughter anymore. After all, who didn't raise their children with all their heart? She lifted Cong a little higher and said solemnly, "No matter who it is, our Cong has to take a liking to him. If my daughter isn't willing, I don't care who he is; the answer is no."
The maids and older servant women's eyes went wide. Was she going to let her daughter pick her own husband?
Li Changyu burst into loud laughter. "I was wondering what the condition was. That's it? That's easy to handle. Wan'er, just bring our Xian'er over to the Zhang family more often. Let them be childhood sweethearts and innocent playmates. With Xian'er around, your Cong definitely won't like anyone else—how could any other family's child compare to our Xian'er? Just you wait and see; in the future, Xian'er will definitely be the most outstanding boy in our village."
