Mrs. Song's heart sank abruptly. "Mr. Pei, what do you mean by this?"
Song Muyu immediately looked at Qiao Rui, her face full of worry.
Qiao Rui merely furrowed her delicate brows slightly, glanced at her once, but showed no urgency.
Then, Qiao Rui's gaze shifted to Pei Liyan.
Their eyes met in mid-air.
Qiao Rui's face remained expressionless.
Pei Liyan smiled faintly.
Qiao Rui inwardly cursed—he did it on purpose.
Testing, he still hasn't given up probing her intentions.
Pei Liyan ignored Qiao Rui's icy gaze and finally said to Mrs. Song: "Auntie, every matter has its benefits and drawbacks. The more urgent one feels, the less one should rush to make decisions."
Mrs. Song indeed understood that arranging a marriage for Song Muyu had been a bit rash.
But she also had no other viable solution.
"Marriage alliances can stabilize the positions of both families, but they may also transfer the opposition from one family to both," Pei Liyan continued.