"Auntie, I didn't mean it that way."
Zhu Qianying defended herself in a hurried tone, taking a glance at Yan Bo from the corner of her eye. She thought that this man was indeed a filial son, willing to listen to his parents to this extent in matters of marriage, which was, to be honest, beyond her expectations.
Or was it that his affection last night had led him to make a sudden decision to get the marriage settled as soon as possible?
However, judging by his current silent demeanor, it was more likely that he was being forcefully coerced by Lady Yan into the marriage and he had to comply so as not to upset their elderly parents. Either way, it seemed that this was the main reason for this whole betrothal negotiation drama; it was predominantly the former, wasn't it!
Lady Yan glanced at Zhu Qianying and then at her son, having a vague understanding of what was going on.
