Rong Yan nodded perfunctorily, "I will."
Madam Rong could tell from her expression that she hadn't taken her words to heart at all.
"I think that's great!" Rong Wenming, who had just walked out, interjected.
Clearly, he had heard the entire conversation outside.
He believed his daughter deserved great treatment from Qin Ye because she was just that wonderful.
Rong Wenming was indeed a doting father.
He always thought his daughter was the best in the world. What was wrong with treating her well? Wasn't she supposed to be cherished?
If it weren't for the fact that Qin Ye seemed decent, he would have wanted to take his daughter back home.
Madam Rong gave him a look. "You keep spoiling her! She's all grown up now, and she's married. Do you still think of her as a little girl?"
