The matchmaker looked at Lin Wanwan and saw her features were well-defined, her skin fairer than snow. Despite being dressed in men's attire and wearing a dark-colored turban, her stunning appearance was still evident. This kind of innate beauty should appear charming and gentle, innocent and unaware of worldly affairs, but this woman's eyes revealed a hint of aloofness, coldness, and disdain.
The matchmaker paused, afraid to scold loudly. This poor orphan girl was tall and had an impressive presence, possessing a grace akin to a lady from a noble family, making one dare not underestimate her.
"This must be Lady Wanwan, right? Please don't misunderstand me. I've come here under orders from the He Mansion with many betrothal gifts, and they would never dishonor you. Besides, Wenyu Langjun has deep and sincere feelings for you."
Deep and sincere my foot, I don't even know him! And he wants to take me as a concubine, he's really dreaming!
