Yang Qingye and Jiang Xiaojin were staying at a teahouse.
When Luo Ziling arrived at the teahouse, he saw Yang Qingye waiting outside.
"Brother-in-law, have you been too busy? I've messaged you several times and didn't get any response," Yang Qingye complained as soon as he saw Luo Ziling. "Don't you want to help me anymore?"
"Your trivial matter isn't urgent," Luo Ziling responded irritably, "Don't you know that I have my own troubles to deal with? I don't have the time to handle so much."
"Brother-in-law, what kind of trouble are you facing? I know, last time it was the conflict with my sister, but it's resolved now, right?" Yang Qingye said with a cheeky smile.
"Not that issue. Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you," Luo Ziling didn't want to waste time chatting with Yang Qingye. He asked directly, "What's going on between you and Jiang Xiaojin now?"
Yang Qingye looked a bit disheartened, but still answered honestly, "She approached me today."
