Li Qinghe was a little hesitant. He didn't want Ding Qiunan to feel wronged. "Auntie, isn't this a bit bad? We should at least invite the neighbors to dinner, and also invite those who are close to Qiunan in the factory."
Ding Qiunan held his hand and said with a smile, "Qinghe, no need. I'll be satisfied as long as I can marry you. Mom is right. Our family background is indeed not good. We'd better not hold the wedding banquet if we can."
Li Qinghe nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'm sorry to bother you. By the way, I have a lot of friends. Someone told me that the wind direction will change tomorrow, so uncles and aunts, try not to go out if you have nothing to do. Keep a low profile if you can."
Father and Mother Ding's expressions tensed up, and they felt something was wrong. "Xiao Li, you have a good intention. We know that and we will keep a low profile."
They did not doubt whether Li Qinghe was talking nonsense. They would be a family in the future, and Li Qinghe would not lie to them. Besides, the man was the orphan of a martyr, and his background must be complicated. It was not difficult for him to get this kind of information.
Ding Qiunan also became nervous and held Li Qinghe's hand tighter.
Li Qinghe patted her hands and said with a smile: "Uncle and aunt, you don't have to be too nervous. Just keep a low profile and don't say bad things, especially when there are outsiders around. I will deliver the daily necessities on time. Don't worry, as long as you are careful, nothing will happen."
Father and Mother Ding looked at each other and said with relief: "Thank you, Xiao Li."
"Hey, it's all my job. Come on, uncle, let's drink. If anything happens, let me know. I can still help with general matters."
"Oh, okay, okay."
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It was already past seven o'clock when they finished the meal, which lasted more than an hour. Father Ding was almost drunk.
Mother Ding was taking care of Father Ding at home and asked Ding Qiunan to send Li Qinghe off.
After walking a few hundred meters, Li Qinghe stopped and said, "That's enough. I can just walk you here. You are not feeling well, so go back."
Ding Qiunan blushed and said to him gently, "What are you talking about? It's all your fault."
Li Qinghe hugged her in his arms, "Yes, it's all my fault. Well, it's getting late, go home quickly, I'll stay here and watch you go back. I'll go to the infirmary to see you tomorrow morning."
"Well, you are not allowed to not come."
"Okay, I'll definitely go. I'll lie to you that you're a puppy."
After getting the assurance, she happily came out of his arms, nodded meekly, turned around and walked towards home, looking back every few steps. Li Qinghe was watching her from a distance.
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