Cough, cough.
"Alright, alright, don’t rush , let think of sothing."
Just stall for now.
On the phone, Li Wu finally humd:
"You said it, now it’s in your hands!"
"No problem!"
The response ca without a hint of hesitation, so resolute.
However, Li Wu didn’t know that after hanging up the phone, Mr. Jiang sighed heavily and rubbed his brows, thinking to himself: What a ss!
In any case, he was the one who would suffer.
Caught between his brother and that other thing.
Moreover, at such tis, one couldn’t just walk away as there were still many urgent company matters to handle.
*Sigh* Another sigh.
Well, back to work.
Elsewhere, Lu Jing had already fallen asleep, but Jiang Ye was busy negotiating with his family.
Jiang’s mother: "Son, ask Jingjing tomorrow what kind of wedding she likes, Chinese or Western?"
Jiang Ye glanced at the woman sleeping beside him, feeling very satisfied, and slowly replied:
"You decide; she’s fine with anything."
Isn’t it obvious?
Jiang’s mother imdiately sent a string of ’disdain’ emojis:
"Just ask if I told you to ask, why so much nonsense?"
Tsk.
At that mont, Father Jiang also expressed his opinion:
"Chinese, I spoke with Old Lu at noon, we agreed on it."
Oh?
So the daddies had already discussed it, huh?
But Jiang’s mother quickly dismissed it:
"You guys don’t get to decide, Jingjing does. If she likes Chinese, then Chinese; if she likes Western, then Western!"
As elders, they needed to be efficient in handling matters.
But when it ca to making decisions, it must be left to the young.
Different generations, different views, different tastes.
If they insisted according to the elders’ wishes and the young one didn’t like it, wouldn’t that cause conflict?
Why bother?
Right?
Father Jiang fell silent, and Jiang Ye also quietly didn’t make a sound; the group chat was quiet for a few seconds.
Jiang Huai, who had been lurking, then piped up with a few dots.
Hmm, just testing the waters.
"Um, brother, there’s sothing I want to ask?"
Seeing this ssage, Jiang Ye roughly guessed what it was about, and his lips curled up:
"Let’s hear it!"
Jiang Huai was quite conflicted since, after all, their parents were watching.
But, a promise was a promise, so he had to at least try.
"Bro, about the godmother of my nephew, what do you think?"
The words were clear enough, the brothers understood each other.
But Father Jiang and Jiang’s mother were completely confused; Jiang’s mother quickly asked:
"What godmother?"
Jiang Huai didn’t dare say anything, and finally, Jiang Ye spoke:
"Didn’t I already refuse? Or do you want her to be the godmother?"
"I don’t!"
"Then that settles it, why bring up unnecessary talk?"
"Bro, I can’t help it, I really can’t."
Wasn’t it because the woman had approached him herself?
In this regard, Jiang Ye was quite understanding, having been through similar situations.
"Handle your own affairs well, don’t bother my wife about trivial things."
What could Jiang Huai say?
He dared not say anything!
Jiang’s mother, having watched the whole process, probably guessed sothing:
"Ah Huai, are you in love?"
She asked so directly, without any beating around the bush.
Cough, cough, cough.
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
Jiang’s mother: "What do you think I’m talking about? Or do you think I’m blind not to have seen what you guys just discussed?"
"Who? Which girl?"
Jiang Huai dared not directly reveal:
"Mom, stop asking so much."
Playing coy.
But, Jiang’s mother wasn’t easy to dismiss.
At this mont, Jiang Ye directly sent two words:
"Leng Family!"
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