"It's all your fault for making me give him the household register. Why did you have to rush me? It's not like the booklet is going to turn moldy if we wait a few more days," Mrs. Ling grumbled in annoyance.
"I just think that it's time for Ciye to settle down since he's already thirty-two years old. Now that there's someone he wants to marry, do you really think we have a say in his decision? Besides, we watched Qingyue grow up. She was just unlucky to have met with a jerk whom she misjudged. It's all in the past now, and there's no point in harping on it. Didn't you hear how she had already addressed us as her in-laws?" said Mr. Ling.
"If she falls pregnant now, we'll get to have a grandchild by next year. Forget it, I'll just let them get married."
Unlike what Mr. and Mrs. Ling had expected, Jin Qingyue and Ling Ciye did not proceed to register their marriage immediately.
They decided to wait another few days to do it and to plan their wedding.
