Grandma Jiang immediately scowled upon hearing that, "What kind of talk is that? What do you mean by 'marrying anyone would be the same'?"
"Grandma, what I meant was—no matter who I marry, she must definitely be a granddaughter-in-law that you like."
With one sentence, he managed to make Grandma Jiang beam with joy.
And in the end, she didn't bring up the matter of calling off the engagement again.
That evening, as he was alone in the hospital room, he found himself somewhat bored.
Staring at his injured left leg, he inexplicably thought of his fiancée in name.
He wasn't sure if they were fated or if they held a grudge against each other.
Hmm, even if it were fate, it was probably a bad one.
As he continued to ponder, he suddenly wondered what that girl would look like when she found out she was going to marry him.
The more he thought about it, the more he suddenly wanted to talk to her.
So he called her.
But he hadn't expected—
