Qin Yucen's eyebrows deeply furrowed when she got to the second matter, and a hint of sadness surfaced in her eyes.
Xi Yan noticed the change in her expression and gently rubbed her brow with concern, "Did something difficult come up? Look at how furrowed your brows are — you could squash a mosquito in there."
Even though it was a joke, it couldn't coax a laugh from Qin Yucen.
She just smiled weakly, "Yanyan, today Huo Jingtang came to me with a household registration book, asking me to go register for marriage with him. I refused him. Tell me, is he out of his mind, or am I the fool?"
