"I came as soon as I got the news to tell you. It shouldn't happen this quickly!"
Jiang Chen thought of the strange love letter he'd received that morning.
He replied, "I got a pink envelope this morning with a love poem written on it. I don't know if that's the letter you mean."
"Where's the letter? Let me see!"
Ghost Child asked.
"I tore it up and threw it in there."
Jiang Chen pointed to the trash can behind him.
Ghost Child raised a hand, and the scraps of paper miraculously reassembled into a complete letter.
Then it floated lightly into Ghost Child's hand.
Ghost Child examined the envelope carefully and said, "This is the letter from that old hag. How could you just open a letter from someone you don't know?"
From Ghost Child's expression, it seemed like this was serious.
That left Jiang Chen confused. It was an ordinary letter, nothing special about it.
What could possibly go wrong?
He asked curiously, "Is there something wrong with the letter?"
"There's nothing wrong with the letter, but there is something wrong with accepting and opening it."
"What's wrong with that?" Jiang Chen asked, bewildered.
"In ancient times, people followed the rules of the three matchmakers and six betrothal gifts, with matchmakers' words and parents' orders."
"Neither you nor Su Daji has parents, so you don't need parental permission. But a matchmaker's word means a token is presented as proof, and if both parties agree, they can marry."
"This was Su Daji's marriage proposal. You accepted it and opened it, which means you agreed to the marriage."
"I expect that old hag to bring betrothal gifts and consummate the marriage with you within three days."
How had things come to this? He'd never planned on becoming that old hag's