"Cousin, nothing has ever gone my way in my entire life. I don't want to anger my parents and family, so I've always avoided fighting for anything if I could. But this marriage is the one thing I've been praying for. Please, just take pity on me and let me have my way this once. I won't just take your betrothal for nothing. I'll give you Zhao Jing. He already gets along so well with your family. If we could make our families even closer…"
"Will you just shut your mouth! Why are you always so tactless? Wanyue, have you ever considered that the reason your life is so difficult is because of that mouth of yours!"
Just as Chen Wanqing was about to say more, a soft cough came from outside.
Zhao Jing had appeared at the doorway at some point. He cleared his throat and asked in a clear voice, "Sister, is the hot water ready?"
"It's almost ready. Jing, why don't you go sit with your uncles in the main hall for now? Just leave the tea with me. I'll bring it over once it's steeped."
