After a few seconds of silence, she laughed softly and asked calmly, "What about now?"
"The journey of marriage is long, whether I approve of it or not is actually not important. What matters is the two of you, whether you can keep this castle of marriage strong and make it stronger over time..."
The old man's words were clearly heartfelt.
But Lian Qiao knew that this wasn't the focus of their conversation.
"Elder, if there's something on your mind, just say it."
Looking distantly at the house where Mrs. Shen lived, the suppressed emotions of Mr. Xing were palpable even to her. After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly.
"Please take good care of Liehuo's mother for me... she likes osmanthus cake..."
After finishing his words, he lowered his eyelids, turned around, and beckoned the distant secretary. Supported by the secretary, he slowly got into the car and left.
In the following days, Lian Qiao felt somewhat stifled.
