Zheng Yufei held Jiang Ling's hand in return, "I know this is hard for you, but for your father to announce someone who isn't of the Jiang family's blood as a child of the Jiangs at your engagement party is indeed a bit too much."
After a brief pause, Zheng Yufei continued, "And this person really has no sense of propriety, you don't need to regard him as a rival—the Jiang family will ultimately rely on you."
Jiang Ling's eyes glistened, but the rims of her eyes were slightly red. Still, who wouldn't feel upset when their own father did something like this at their own engagement party?
She rubbed her eyes but still managed to muster a smile, "Thank you, Xiao Fei. I apologize on behalf of Jiang Yian for today's incident," she said, and glanced at me.
I shrugged my shoulders, "Miss Jiang, you're too kind. After all, he is not really part of your family."
