On the last night at Longhu Villa, Ma Wentian and his daughter Ma Yizhu prepared to launch their final assault.
"Yizhu, you must succeed tonight, the hopes of our Ma family rest on you!"
"Dad, don't say that, even if we really fail, our Ma family members won't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.
"Yizhu, don't get discouraged, believe in yourself, you're the best!"
Ma Wentian clenched his fist tightly to cheer for his daughter.
"Take this, it'll be useful when the time comes."
Ma Wentian handed his daughter a packet of light blue powder.
"What is this?" Ma Yizhu asked curiously.
"This is something that will make men interested in you."
"Ah!"
Ma Yizhu exclaimed, not expecting her father to go this far just to make the Duan family marry her, even disregarding her dignity.
"What's there to be afraid of, once you're in the Ma family, all our family members will rise to prominence. Yizhu, now is not the time to worry about small details."
