Yin Zhan threw the information aside. There was no need to look at it.
He walked to the window and stood with his hands behind his back. After thinking for a long time, he made a call to his mother.
mother, I'll book tomorrow's flight for you. Please come back. Yin Zhan paused. He wouldn't give his parents hope so easily if it wasn't a 100% thing. He said, " "There's something important that requires your return."
Mrs. Yin was lying in bed with a face mask on while her husband was sitting at the head of the bed and flipping through a newspaper.
"Zhan 'er, what's the important matter?"
"There's a girl Yingluo."
Mrs. Yin sat up abruptly, extremely excited. "Zhan 'er, you finally have a girl in your heart? Don't worry, I'll go back tomorrow. Do you want me to go back and ask for your hand in marriage?"
