Liu Ping forced a smile and said stiffly, "Well, I just remembered that this gentleman has been here for quite a while and we haven't offered him a drink of water yet. I was just thinking of going to the kitchen to pour him a glass of water."

Upon hearing this, Song Demin waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, go quickly."

Liu Ping: "...Old Song, you're coming with me."

Song Demin frowned: "It's just pouring a glass of water, do we really need two people? Besides, if we both leave, who will stay here with A-Yu?"

Liu Ping: "..."

It hasn't been that long, and they're already calling him "Ayu," really...

Nangong Yu, who was sitting upright to the side, said, "...It's alright, you don't need to stay with me."

Upon hearing this, Liu Ping nodded to him and dragged the reluctant Song Demin into the kitchen.

"What are you doing? Leaving someone alone in the living room is so rude."

Song Demin looked at Liu Ping with displeasure.

Liu Ping pretended not to hear and poured water while saying, "I don't agree to his marriage with Ali."

Song Demin frowned: "...Why?"

Liu Ping pursed her lips and said, "Their ages are not suitable; he is nine years older than Ali."

Song Demin stiffened his neck and glared at Liu Ping: "So what if you're nine years older? It's better to be older, then you'll know how to care for others."

Liu Ping frowned, opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Song Demin leaned close to her and whispered, "Did you see the watch that man was wearing? It's worth hundreds of thousands. And he just said he's from the capital. These two things are enough to show that this man comes from a well-off family. At least, Ali won't have to worry about money anymore."

Liu Ping thought it made sense, but the age difference between him and Ali was really too great.

If he were five or six years older than Ali, it wouldn't be so bad, but he was a full nine years older than Ali. When Ali was twenty, he was thirty.

When Ali turned thirty, he was forty...

"But……"

Seeing that Liu Ping still wanted to say something, Song Demin interrupted her directly: "Alright, no buts. Ali is already pregnant with his child. If Ali doesn't marry that man, she will only have two paths to take in the future: one is to give birth to the child and raise it alone, and the other is to abort the child. But even if she aborts the child, what then? Will Ali be able to find a good family in the future?"

Liu Ping still looked unwilling.

Seeing this, Song Demin sighed and then put his hand on Liu Ping's shoulder: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Let them be. Don't think too much about it."

Liu Ping sighed and nodded wearily.

*

After being dragged into the room by Song Yuhao, Song Yuli couldn't wait to press his ear against the door, hoping to hear Nangong Yu and the others' conversation.

Song Yuhao, who was playing games on the bed, glanced at her, then curled his lip and said, "Sis, just give up!"

"snort."

Song Yuli pouted and sat on the bed unhappily.

Will his uncle scold him? Will he kick him out?

Probably not, since my aunt is still alive.

Just as Song Yuli was lost in thought, Song Yuhao, who was playing a game, suddenly asked, "Sis, where is he from?"

He's quite handsome; his future nephew or niece will definitely be good-looking too. (′▽`)

Song Yuli: "From the capital."

Song Yuhao was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "From the capital? You're in B City, how could you run into someone from the capital? Tell me, did you meet him online? Did he use sweet talk to deceive you?"

He put down his phone and prepared to go out and fight Nangong Yu.