"What?"
An He leaped to his feet in an instant.
He was eager to grab Anning's hand, but remembering they were grown now, not like when they were children, he retracted his hand and said, "Sis, have you lost your mind? Why would you agree to marry someone with the surname Xiao? That's not something to be taken lightly. I've asked around; he's good for nothing and depends entirely on his mother and sister to support him. If you marry him, you'll end up supporting his entire family, and you might even have to endure mistreatment. How could you not think this through?"
An He was anxiously pacing in circles: "This marriage can't go on. I'll talk to uncle and call it off. In our Personal Guard Camp, there are men with decent family backgrounds. I'll swallow my pride and find you a suitable match. Anything's better than marrying into the Xiao Family."
Anning wore a smile on her face, watching An He sweat over her affair, feeling a sense of warmth in her heart.
