"Fine, I won't go looking for him, but you will leave with me right now and give up this fantasy, find yourself a proper boyfriend!"
"Dad, I can handle my own affairs. Oh, please, Mom and Dad, I'm begging you, please stop worrying about me, I have my own judgment!" Ai Lun grabbed her father's arm, her voice softened, and with her foot, she kicked Ai Muran, who sat silently by her side, "Sis, hurry and tell Mom and Dad, you go back first, I'll come to see you tomorrow, okay? I really can't tonight, I'm celebrating with my sister-in-law, I even cooked..."
"Cooked?!"
Ai Muran gave her a glance and showed no reaction, but Mother Ai couldn't believe what she heard and exclaimed in shock. Eventually, she took Ai Lun's hands into her palms, flipping them over to look, "My dear daughter, have you... have you been bewitched? You've never even washed a dish at home, and now you come here to... woah... this is a sin!"
Sniffling, Mother Ai leaned on Ai Muran's shoulder, and she began to sob.
