Song Yuqing suddenly stood up.
All eyes were drawn to her.
The entire Song family looked at her in surprise.
What on earth does this girl want to do?
Lin Hao also looked at her curiously.
Could she be thinking of challenging him?
Glancing at Song Ruhai, then at everyone present, and finally at Lin Hao, Song Yuqing turned her gaze back to Song Qinghong, her face flushing red as she mustered her courage:
"Great Ancestor, I wish to marry Young Master Lin!!!"
"What?" Song Qinghong was stunned, "Yuqing, could you say that again?"
"I wish to marry Young Master Lin." Song Yuqing's tone was determined, very sure.
"Yuqing, what are you saying? Wuji and your grandfather just passed away, you..." Song Ruhai frowned, it was inauspicious to marry at such a time, right after Song Wuji's death.
"Father, I want to marry Young Master Lin, and no one else!" Song Yuqing spoke with gravity, she had made a solemn vow three years ago.
In this life, she would only marry a strong man.
