Shall we talk today?

Xu Pingrong became even more flustered after hearing Ling Ya's words.

Marriage is about matching social status. Even if the Jiang family doesn't ask for anything, they should still offer something to show their sincerity.

Xu Pingrong had previously thought that he should try to find a job and save some money before discussing this matter.

Lingya suddenly spoke, and she didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Yes, the young couple has been married for half a year, so it's time to put this matter on the agenda. Of course, the wedding can't be held immediately. There are so many things to do, from ordering the wedding dress and rings to planning the guests and booking the venue. The wedding date will definitely be in the second half of next year. Especially the wedding dress, which will take at least half a year to make and alter."

"I don't have much experience, so I'll just listen to you. I'll do whatever you need me to do. I don't have any special skills, but I can manage some simple manual labor."

Xu Pingrong didn't know what to say.

When she and her husband got married, they kept everything simple. Not to mention wedding dresses, wedding jewelry, even the clothes she wore on her wedding day were old.

She didn't have a good wedding herself, but she sincerely hoped that her daughter's wedding would be a success so that her daughter would have no regrets.

“No need. There are specialized wedding planning companies now that offer a one-stop service. We just need to choose some things.” Lingya took out her phone. “How about this, I’ll create a WeChat group and post all the wedding-related information there so we can discuss it together, okay?”

"Wei, WeChat? Is it a letter?"

Xu Pingrong was somewhat bewildered.

While she was in prison, more and more people were using smartphones, and WeChat was just becoming popular.

However, the Xu family's only requirement for a mobile phone was that it could make calls; they didn't dare to think about anything else, so naturally they didn't know what WeChat was.

Xu Wan explained, "Mom, it's a communication tool on your phone. I've registered it for you. It's the green one. I'll teach you how to use it when we get home."

"well."

Xu Pingrong nodded repeatedly.

Ling Ya smiled and said, "If Wanwan is busy, you can ask me. I opened a flower shop near the law firm where Wanwan works. If you like flowers, you can come to the flower shop to play around and do some flower arranging or something."

"I... I'm clumsy, I won't do it, I'll only cause you trouble if I go."

Xu Pingrong's idea was that doing nothing would be the best approach.

“What trouble is there? My second son is at boarding school every week now, and I’m so bored every day. It would be great if you could come and chat with me.” Lingya took out her phone. “The flowers are so beautiful right now, let me show you.”

Women, after all, love flowers.

Xu Pingrong's eyes widened involuntarily as he looked at the beautiful roses and bouquets in Ling Ya's photo album.

Ten years—so much has changed.

Looking at Xu Pingrong's expression, Ling Ya said proudly, "Isn't it beautiful? If you want to come, just tell me and I'll have the driver pick you up."

Xu Wan could tell that Ling Ya was taking care of Xu Pingrong, making her feel at ease.

She was also very grateful.

"Ding-dong."

The phone in my pocket rang.

When Xu Wan took it out, she saw that it was a text message from an unknown number.

Even without saving it, she recognized the number as Xiao Yinlan's at a glance.

Open the text message.

Ms. Xu, I will go to court first thing tomorrow morning to file a case. I hope you can give me a choice as soon as possible, otherwise if the police contact your mother, I can't do anything about it.

Xu Wan turned her phone screen upside down, biting her lip tightly, not daring to show any emotion.

Although Jiang Tingzhou said he believed him, if An Jia really called the police, the police would definitely come and question his mother.

My mother has been in prison for so many years, she must have developed a conditioned reflex to the police. If they were to say that she would have to go to jail again, she would definitely not be able to handle it.

Jiang Tingzhou noticed Xu Wan's reaction, walked over, bent down and took the woman's wrist, saying to Xu Pingrong, "Mom, can I borrow Wanwan for a moment?"

After Xu Pingrong nodded, the man pulled her into the sparsely furnished study and asked, "Did Xiao Yinlan send you a message?"

Xu Wan remained silent.

Jiang Tingzhou held out his hand. "Let me see the information."