Before Lin Jun finished her sentence, the old lady impatiently chided, "What business is Cheng Yanqing's marriage of yours? When Yanqing was alone, I didn't see you helping him much. Now that he's getting married, what's your fuss about? If you feel so aggrieved, why don't you let Jiashu get married too!"
The old lady stared with sharp, impatient eyes.
Seeing the topic directed at him, Cheng Jiashu was quick to disassociate, "Grandma, this has nothing to do with me! I'm only a few years old, I'm not done having fun, and I have no intention of rushing into the grave of marriage!"
"Neither do I!" Cheng Mingyue also quickly waved her hands.
