Zuo Aiai's hand holding the tray tightened ever so slightly. She took a deep breath, struggling to maintain inner calm.
Watching the two families interact so cordially, and hearing Ji's parents eagerly discussing having a grandson, an unbearable discomfort suddenly attacked her.
She had agreed to endure, but when the moment came, she realized just how incredibly difficult it was to hold back.
Especially when she saw the look of utmost satisfaction in Ji's parents' eyes as they regarded He Shiwen, and the sheer disdain they had shown her moments ago, Zuo Aiai felt an inexplicable sense of suffocation, as if she were being crushed, struggling to breathe.
Ji Changjun heard Mrs. He's words and just smiled: "That's fine. Ji Nanfeng is coming soon, and we can talk about it then. It doesn't matter whether they marry sooner or later; they've known each other for many years, and it would be a good thing for them to get married early!"
