Such a great advantage, Ji Xiulan would be a fool not to take it.
"Go and tell Sun Yaowen to head to the Qing Shui Temple as soon as it gets dark tomorrow evening. There will be a beauty waiting for him there. As long as he accepts her openly, she will be his, and she will definitely marry him." Xin He said with a smirk.
Upon hearing this, Ji Xiulan's face fell, and she stared at Ji Xinhe: "What do you mean! Are you trying to push a woman onto him, or are you trying to give me a good opportunity?"
Xin He looked at Ji Xiulan with a hint of a smirk: "Aren't you going to ask who this beauty is first?"
"Does it matter who it is?" Ji Xiulan retorted irritably.
"This woman is Song Ya Lan, the daughter of the third branch of the Song Family, Miss Song Five - a woman even Mrs. Sun has to curry favor with."
Ji Xiulan's eyes widened in surprise: "Her? How could she..."