Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, "Lanlan? Our Lanlan?"
What was this woman trying to say? Was she attempting to flaunt her close relationship with Lanlan in front of her?
Even Lan Hua was startled by this woman's words. She discreetly removed the hand resting on her waist and smiled at Lin Yuan, "What's the relationship between us? Even if you didn't prepare any wedding gifts for me, or if you hadn't come today, I'd never blame you. I know, in your heart, I'm different."
Such a simple sentence, yet it shook all the women in the room. Some had come early from the village, others from the city—all in hopes of ingratiating themselves with Lan Hua.
The Ma Family Lan Hua was marrying into wasn't particularly special—merely owners of a small general store in the city.
