Ye Junqing held a glass of wine. He clinked glasses with Tang Zhou and laughed, "If you and Leng Chenmo think it's feasible, I naturally have no objection. I can't wait to have Asheng marry Tangtang home tomorrow. That way, the two kids don't have to endure the hardships of a long-distance relationship."
Tang Zhou patted his chest, saying, "My little follower listens to me. As long as Brother Qing has no objections, I'll call my little follower later to set the wedding date."
Ye Shen, wearing a thick fleece coat, walked in from outside. He rubbed his hands as he entered the dining room. He arrived just in time to hear the elders discussing his and Tangtang's wedding. His eyes instantly brightened, and he dramatically rushed up to Tang Zhou.
His excited voice asked repeatedly, "Really? For real?"
While enjoying the delicious plain rice, Su Chaoyang, the little darling, said in her childlike voice, "It's cooked!"
"HAHAHA," Tang Zhou laughed heartily.
