lobby.

Zong Zhengchen placed the opened invitation on the table and spoke freely:

"No matter what your reason is for marrying Gu Qingqing, Ling Qianyi, as long as you say the word, I will help you solve the Gu family and solve all your worries."

He got straight to the point.

As long as Ling Qianyi shakes his head, the engagement will be invalid.

Ling Qianyi moved his lips, and there was a slightly bitter taste in his mouth.

He naturally believed in his uncle's ability.

What my uncle said can definitely be done.

Can……

What overwhelmed him was not the Gu family, but Yun Ying's repeated rejections and refusal.

If he doesn't marry Gu Qingqing, will Yun Ying marry him?

Won't.

Yunying's heart was as hard as iron. Once she made a decision, no one could change it. No matter what he did or how hard he tried, Yunying would not even look at him.

He has been so humble already, but he still can't change her heart. If he continues to insist, he will only cause trouble to himself and add to his troubles.

That's all.

That's it.

Ling Qianyi raised his head and said:

"Uncle, I know you and aunt care about me and know what you are doing. Don't worry, I won't regret the choice I made."

The once immature appearance has become mature:

"I'm not a kid anymore. I can take responsibility for my own choices. Don't worry."

He has his own reasons for doing so.

Zong Zhengchen frowned, "Are you serious..."

"Is it still fake?" He smiled, "Do you have to be together if you like someone? Does separation mean it's not love? There are so many regrets in the world, and true love is so hard to come by. If everyone could be like you and your aunt, why are there so many sad poems?"

He has changed.

Even the words he spoke became mature and steady.

He stood up:

"Uncle, please sit down. I'll go tell my aunt. I have to go somewhere else to deliver invitations."

After nodding in understanding, he walked out.

Zong Zhengchen looked at his back, then at the glaring red invitation card beside him, his brows furrowed.

.

Hanfeng Courtyard.

This way.

Qin Ye was also having a heart-to-heart talk with Yun Ying, hoping that she could open up to him. As long as she understood Ling Qianyi's intentions, they could overcome all difficulties and get back together.

Yun Ying knew the princess's good intentions and refused with a faint smile:

"Princess, you don't have to worry about me. I told the young marquis clearly before that we are just friends."

Qin Ye didn't believe it:

"We all see how good he is to you and how much you love him. We are more than just friends."

"Can't I have good friends?" Yun Ying didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Princess, you really don't have to take my feelings so seriously. I really don't like him that much. If you insist on digging into this matter, wouldn't it just add to my troubles?"

Qin Ye was silent.

That's true.

But she was also too worried, worried that a couple who cared about each other would miss each other...

Outside the hospital.

Ling Qianyi, who had just walked in, heard Yun Ying's words, and paused for a moment. A strange look flashed across his eyes, but he soon regained his composure and walked in gracefully:

"Aunt...Yun Ying."

When he called out these two words, his expression and tone were already very peaceful:

"I came to tell you that I have something else to do today. Come over when you have time. I also have to go back to arrange the wedding process and other matters."

He looked at Yun Ying, his expression normal, but his hands hidden in his sleeves were tightening silently:

"Yun Ying, you must come when I get married. After all, you are my aunt's confidant and my best friend."