"Okay, don't worry, Xiaoyao, I'm sorry for wronging you."
Song Yan and Fang Guoqing agreed immediately.
"No, uncle and aunt, I'm very happy. Dad, Mom, I'm going to hang up now. Bye."
After Lin Yao hung up the phone, Haiyao giggled, took Song Yan's hand, and gave her a thumbs up:
"Sister Song, you're pretending so well. I was worried that Xiaoyao would see through you two."
Song Yan also laughed and said, "I can't just surprise my son. I have to keep it a secret so that Xiaoyao can be surprised too! Oh, I really want to see what it would be like if two children proposed to each other at the same time."
"Yes, I never encountered such a romantic thing when I was young. Fortunately, my daughter is lucky enough to meet someone who loves her so much."
Haiyao turned her head slightly and glanced at Lin Duanzheng, with a hint of complaint in her tone.
Song Yan also said, "I'm the same. My husband is even less romantic. He married me without even proposing! I regret it so much!"
The two looked at each other and shook their heads in agreement: "Men!"
The two old men who were inexplicably implicated looked at each other and lowered their heads to drink tea.
Lin Duanzheng suddenly muttered, "Why didn't my daughter call me and call her mother instead?"
Haiyao heard it, turned around and glared at him, and couldn't help but sneered: "Lin Duanzheng, how dare you? You're even jealous of your own daughter."
"I just said it casually. She usually calls me." Professor Lin was still a little unbalanced.
Fang Guoqing said quite complacently: "Brother Lin, daughters are close to their mothers, but sons are different. Xiaole usually comes to me when he has problems."
Before he finished speaking, the cell phone rang.
Song Yan took out her cell phone, glanced at Fang Guoqing, and answered the call:
"Son, what's the matter?"
Fang Guoqing: “…”
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