"He was a bit unhappy, but it's okay, he has already agreed."
Luo Ling smiled tenderly, a hint of sweetness on her face, as if Qiao Si had just spoken sweet nothings to her over the phone.
"Sister Ling, do you really like my Fourth Uncle?"
Qiao Xuanxuan asked knowingly.
"I love him, and I am willing to die for him."
Luo Ling had liked Qiao Si since she was young, and she was willing to do anything to get him.
She was merely the daughter of Qiao Si's family's chauffeur, and she knew from a young age that she was not worthy of him due to her status.
She always studied hard and even learned various prestigious etiquettes and posture training, all to appear no different from those of noble birth, while she also waited for an opportunity to change her fate.
It wasn't until she was ten that she got her chance, and even though she knew he could dodge the knife, she deliberately stepped forward to take the blow for him.