After a standoff for about half a minute, Mother Qin saw no sign of compromise in Qin Qingnan's eyes. Agitated, she stood up, pointed at his nose, and shouted, "Fine, you ungrateful son, willing to disregard your own mother's life and death for a woman. Do you think I won't dare to die? Just watch, I'll prove it to you now!"
Before she finished speaking, Mother Qin turned and ran upstairs.
"Wife, wife!" Father Qin called out anxiously, and when there was no response, he hurriedly followed her upstairs.
Kneeling on the floor, Qin Qingnan sighed. After a moment, he also rose and went upstairs.
He couldn't understand why his parents were so stubborn, nor why they refused even to meet Lin Ziran. If they did, they would surely be pleased to see him find such a good wife.
If they truly loved their son.
Because he was marrying for love, not for fame, not for gain, not even for face.
