Lady Dong gave her husband's thigh a good pinch under the table, "Hurry up and speak, won't you?"
Dong Canglan laughed heartily, "Actually, I've tacitly approved of this matter long ago. Back at Mount Siji, I proactively approached Kid Feng to discuss this. It's just that the two young ones hadn't made it clear at the time, and it was us, the husband and wife, who were too anxious, hahaha..."
After another chuckle, he continued, "Now with all the seniors here to decide, and with Qing Ming playing the key matchmaker role, not to mention having our ancestor sitting right here, it's truly an honor for Dong, to say the least. Putting aside everything else, just the fact that these innocent young ones have already planted deep seeds of affection—I, Dong Canglan, would not go as far as to beat a mandarin duck or obstruct my own daughter's lifelong happiness."
With an easy smile, he said, "As for my opinion? Of course, I have none—I've already agreed, hahaha..."
