Rong Jing'an's incessant prattling successfully confused Song Weiyi.
What the heck is this high society circle? Was she experiencing auditory hallucinations?
"Dad, what are you talking about? I really have something else to do, I need to go now," Song Weiyi pursed her lips, interrupting Rong Jing'an.
"Wait, Weiyi, I haven't finished my words," Rong Jing'an became somewhat anxious as she left.
He quickly trotted over and blocked Song Weiyi's path again.
"I won't beat around the bush any longer. Your sister had a little accident yesterday, and her engagement with Elder Sheng was all a misunderstanding."
Song Weiyi listened to him without showing any emotion, but she found it amusing in her heart.
A piece of news that has become the talk of the town, a misunderstanding? Who would believe it if it were said out loud?
As one of the people involved, Song Weiyi knew better than Rong Jing'an whether this marriage was a misunderstanding or a deliberate act.
