Yang Qinglan lifted her eyelids and asked Li Qianxia, "What about you? When do you plan to get married?"
"Me? I'm not getting married," Li Qianxia said with a smile that lacked real amusement.
After looking at her for a while, Yang Qinglan said, "If I hadn't met your brother, I wouldn't have planned to get married either."
"Who's getting married? No way! I'd rather be a sister for life, pampered forever, than be someone's wife or a mother to children. Isn't it better to be a jade leaf? There's no need to rush into marriage."
Yang Qinglan could see she truly thought this way, not out of self-abandonment or despair towards society.
She laughed and said, "Don't speak so absolutely, you might meet someone you like just as I met your brother."
"It's not the same," Li Qianxia shook her head, her ponytail swaying slightly, "I am—hmm?"
An infinite stream of natural energy began to pour into her body.
