Aunt Kang and Ji Xiu'e left, filled with doubt.
On one hand, they didn't believe Ji Huan. They thought she was just trying to stall—what were the odds? She asks for three days, and her wedding just happens to be in three days?
On the other hand, they were half-convinced. Ji Huan had looked so certain. Besides, even if she was stalling, she could only delay until the end of the year at most, which would be pointless.
Ji Huan even called out to Ji Xiu'e in a very accommodating tone, "If you change your mind and want cousin Juncai to marry into my family, I can make room for him. In three days, just have him pack a few changes of clothes and come on over!"
Ji Xiu'e's face was livid as she left.
When Ji Huan turned around, Widow Xie and the siblings were still completely stunned, as if they'd short-circuited.
They were with Ji Huan every day. How could they possibly not know she was getting married?
Ji Huan sighed. "To be honest, I only found out today myself."
