The winter sun revealed a hint of the pale belly of a fish, but the cold wind remained, chilling to the bone.
Jiang Jinsang watched the person staring intently at Hua Mei pecking for food, his gaze deep and seemingly even colder than the north wind.
"What's the matter? Don't you like our Wanwan?" The girl turned to look at him.
"I do." Jiang Jinsang was straightforward—there was no need to hide anything in front of a clever person.
"I heard from my brother-in-law that you're coming over to break off the engagement?"
"Marrying someone I've never contacted, am not familiar with, and haven't even met would be irresponsible to both parties, even if I agreed to the engagement, even marriage."
She wore a smile at the corner of her mouth, holding a bird-teasing stick in one hand, playing with Hua Mei.
Yet the bird ignored her, which frustrated her.
"What will you marry Wanwan with, considering your health isn't very good?"
"Rumors can't all be believed."
