Tong Lingling didn't find out anything and was suddenly somewhat depressed, but she couldn't dwell on it at the moment; she had to deal with Guan Qingshu first.
"Father, Mother, I fancy my cousin; I won't marry anyone but him," Tong Lingling blurted out as soon as she saw Tong Gang and his wife.
"What kind of talk is that for a young lady?" Tong Gang glared at his daughter.
"Mom…" Tong Lingling immediately went over to Tong Liushi to act coquettishly.
"Alright," Tong Liushi patted her daughter's hand, then turned to Tong Gang, "I told you to set the marriage between the two kids early on. You said your nephew wouldn't be a problem, but now? It seems the Guan Family couple might be thinking of going back on their words…"
"Wasn't it because Qingshu and the Yang Family had a verbal marriage agreement at that time?" Tong Gang frowned. "Who would have known…"
