CHAPTER 31: CHAPTER 31: AFRAID OF BECOMING AN OLD MAID

Rong Qingqing nodded solemnly, touched her chin, and added, "Maybe she’s worried that if they delay, she won’t be able to get married."

Guo Lan choked, "Your mouth..."

It’s really sharp.

But Guo Lan didn’t say these three words out loud.

Sharp as it was, Guo Lan couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

"You really don’t hold anything back when you talk like this. It’s fine at home, but you should be more careful when you’re out."

Guo Lan’s eyes curved into crescents as she laughed, "Regarding your engagement to Shen Jue, we as elders won’t interfere. It’s up to you two, but no matter what, we can’t let the engagement party be unfair to you."

"Thank you, Auntie." Although Rong Qingqing didn’t really care, and didn’t believe Shen Jue would actually get engaged to her,

Guo Lan was nice, so this thank you was deserved.

Not long after lunch, news about the engagement came from the house behind. It was indeed set for tomorrow night, and even the invitation was ready.

Rong Qingqing glanced at the invitation and casually tossed it onto the coffee table.

She figured that Rong Jiaojiao was in such a hurry to get engaged, likely because she was genuinely concerned about potential changes.

And that change mostly stemmed from Shen Xingwei.

Most likely, Shen Xingwei’s actions last night gave Rong Jiaojiao a sense of crisis, fearing that Shen Xingwei might regret it at any moment.

Of course, there were probably also some reasons related to the company collaboration between the two families.

Shen Xingwei’s father, Shen Gaizhuo, had taken over the company from Shen Jue and his father for a few months. A new boss always wants to make changes,

Shen Gaizhuo must be eager to make some changes and achievements to earn Mr. Shen’s heartfelt approval, proving that he and his son are not inferior to the elder brother and his son even by a fraction.

Guo Lan had Nanny Zhao take the invitation from the table, then turned to Shen Jue, "If you don’t want to go, I’ll tell your grandpa that you won’t attend tomorrow night."

Since the incident, Shen Jue hadn’t attended such events anymore.

"Okay." Shen Jue agreed.

Guo Lan then looked at Rong Qingqing and tentatively asked, "If you don’t want to go either, I’ll tell the Old Master you’re staying home to keep Shen Jue company."

"We’ll see tomorrow." Rong Qingqing didn’t really care, but was wary of saying too much in case the System decided to embarrass her later.

Rong Qingqing had somewhat figured out the System’s ways, as it just liked to slap her in the face.

"Auntie, I need to go out this afternoon to buy a few things. Do you need me to pick up anything for you while I’m out? I plan to go to the mall to buy some clothes and shoes."

After saying this, Rong Qingqing thought for a moment and added, "Let Seventh Uncle know that I’ll pick up Qiaoqiao after I’m done shopping, so he doesn’t need to go out to pick her up."

Rong Qingqing remembered Rong Ming mentioning that Shen Qiao had been keeping to herself at school recently and was worried she might be getting bullied, so Rong Qingqing thought she could pick Shen Qiao up at school and check if that was the case.

Hearing Rong Qingqing say she would pick up Shen Qiao from school, Guo Lan was stunned for a few seconds before shaking her head.

"I don’t need anything, just buy your own things. If you end up buying a lot, you can have the mall deliver it home so you don’t have to carry it yourself."

Realizing that Rong Qingqing intended to drive herself, Guo Lan instructed the butler to take Rong Qingqing to the garage to choose a car, and to give her the keys to whichever one she picked.

Half an hour later, Rong Qingqing chose the most low-key white BMW from the garage and drove out of Shen Manor. The expression on the butler’s face as he handed her the keys was indescribable.

He probably thought Rong Qingqing was peculiar, choosing the cheapest and most ordinary car out of a line of luxury cars in the garage.

Rong Qingqing thought, the butler probably just thought she had bad taste.