By now Feng Wan is already eighteen; by next June, she'll be nineteen. It's too late to delay discussing a match—there's no room for picky choices, and her marriage must be settled quickly. The Old Madam is not fond of the Zhang Family, but among the households Feng Changlin and the First Lady have considered, Zhang Boxin is the best available option.
Feng Changlin and the First Lady intend to wait until after the Lantern Festival to negotiate again with the Zhang Family. If the Zhang Family agrees, this marriage should be finalized.
The Old Madam asked Fengyu for her opinions, and Fengyu didn't dare speak freely. The Old Madam teased her, saying, "After breaking off your engagement, you'll still need to discuss a match someday. We're just chatting as grandmother and granddaughter—what's there to fear? If you were Wanwan, what would you choose?"
Fengyu mischievously clung to her grandmother's hand. "Then should Yu'er speak candidly?"
"Go ahead!"
