"We're arguing, isn't that pretty normal?" Gu Nanqiao said with habitual self-deprecation, her gaze catching Fu Lingyu's slightly pursed lips, and she couldn't help but laugh, "By the way, I heard Dad picked out a girl for you a while ago, told you to meet her when you have time. How did it go, did you meet her?"
"No," Fu Lingyu stared at the road ahead, "Just stalling for now, I don't want to meet her either."
"What's wrong?" She frowned slightly, a bit curious, "Is that girl not good?"
"It's not that," Fu Lingyu hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I just don't want to marry someone like my brother did..."
Before he finished, he suddenly realized what he was saying and knew he had misspoken. Panicking, he hurriedly explained, "Sister-in-law, you've got it all wrong, I didn't mean it like that, I..."
"I didn't overthink it," Gu Nanqiao interrupted him coolly, her eyes dimming a shade.
Although he didn't complete his sentence, she could guess what he meant.