Shi Baoning grabbed Shi Qingxue to sit down in the room. Her face blushed, and she seemed a little embarrassed. After a while, she whispered, “Isn’t it Qiqiao Festival a few days later?”

Shi Qingxue nodded, and her look became even more confused. Why was the annual Qiqiao Festival worth of Shi Baoning’s worries?

“In the past, I was not in a good health. Basically, Grandma wouldn’t allow me to attend any banquets. But this year, I feel much better, and ...