"Yicheng, I get how you feel, after all, every gentleman admires a fair lady!" Su Jinrong kept a stern face, but his gaze toward Pei Yicheng was just like he was looking at an enemy—an enemy trying to steal his daughter.
"But still..."
Su Jinrong changed the subject and said, "Getting engaged is just an official title. Aren't you the youngest architectural designer in Ningbei? The CEO of Liunian Company? Without that label, do you think you and Nianhua really won't make it?"
"You really can't go around with so little confidence." Su Jinrong slowly took a bite of food, thinking to himself: If you want to marry my daughter, you'll have to wait a bit longer.
...
Jiang Wanru paced back and forth in the living room.
"Mom, you're still up?" Fang Manyin had just brought milk to Su Hong'en. She came downstairs and spotted Jiang Wanru still walking around in the living room.
