"Cancel?" Qiao Yiren felt helpless. "Have you ever thought about marrying Rong Yan and making this engagement official?"
Mao Beibei shook her head.
But upon closer reflection, it seemed like she had once truly considered marrying Rong Yan. It was after Rong Yan's first visit to Tongcheng, during that encounter with her.
Only later, after she learned he had someone in his heart, did she abandon her own wishful thinking.
As an author who specialized in romance novels, she was of course aware of the outcome of one-sided love.
So, while her feelings were still budding, she decisively nipped them in the bud!
"Then... what if Rong Yan wants to marry you? What would you do?"
Beibei choked for a moment, then waved her hand dismissively. "Impossible."
"Why impossible?"
"Because Mr. Rong fancies Man Qing, and he wants to marry Man Qing. If it weren't for Grandpa Rong's disapproval, they might have already married."