Yan Xuehen instinctively reached out to grab the red threads, but her hands passed right through. The threads weren’t tangible. She asked in confusion, “What are these?”

Zu An was a bit shocked. He exclaimed, “Are these the legendary matchmaker’s red strings of fate?”

Yan Xuehen’s face immediately turned red. There were similar legends in this world, but there was usually only a single string of fate; how could there be this many of them?

Wait, we clearly don’t… don’t even love each other!

She was no longer as confident when she thought that.

It’s all this stupid ‘Love Is More Solid than Gold’ crap!

You have successfully trolled Yan Xuehen for +100 +100 +100…

She was quite flustered and quickly urged Mo Xi, “Hurry and cut all these red threads!”

Zu An gestured for Mo Xi to start. Mo Xi began to cut between the two of them. However, the two of them saw that the golden shears also passed right through the red threads, just making the...