Each person at the meal has their own thoughts.
Even after Mr. Ye put down his chopsticks, his concerned gaze darted back and forth between Rong Shang and Cheng Siyang.
Rong Shang noticed this, so she put down her chopsticks, took a tissue from the table to wipe her mouth, and asked, "Dad, is there something you want to say?"
Well.
Mr. Ye glanced at her, still somewhat relieved. "It's nothing. I was just thinking that you and Si Yang have been talking for quite a while now."
"Now that you've all entered the workforce, I think it's time for the Ye and Cheng families to sit down and have a proper talk about the future."
What could possibly happen?
Of course, it's about their marriage, a major life event for young people.
They only exchanged a few words, but the atmosphere at the dinner table inexplicably cooled down.
No one answered.
Nan Qiyu, who had been silent since entering, didn't show much reaction when he heard these words, but if you looked closely, you could see that he chewed his food much less.
"What's wrong?" Master Ye looked bewildered. "Did I say something wrong? Why is everyone so quiet?"
"..."
In the moment of silence, Rong Shang smiled casually and readily replied, "Okay, I agree with Dad."
"..."
Cheng Siyang was stunned, and Tong Yilin's face turned pale.
Nan Qiyu turned his head slightly to look at her, his deep gaze unfathomable.
Rong Shang pretended not to notice the expressions on other people's faces. She looked up at Cheng Siyang across from her and said, "What do you think?"
Cheng Siyang gripped his chopsticks tightly, his eyes darting around. He hesitated for several seconds before answering, "Yes."
With a clang, someone knocked over the white porcelain bowl on the table.
Everyone at the table looked at her. Tong Yilin bit her lower lip, seemingly in a bad mood.
"Yilin, what's wrong?" Rong Shang asked knowingly. "Are you feeling unwell?"
No, no.
Tong Yilin shook her head.
But her heart was trembling.
I never expected this day would come.
The marriage of Cheng Siyang and Ye Zhaoxue.
She felt somewhat sad, but also very angry.
Why? Didn't Cheng Siyang say he wanted to break up with Ye Zhaoxue and be with her?
Now they not only can't break up, but they're also planning to get married. What about her?
What should she do... Cheng Siyang, you big liar.
"Okay." Mr. Ye was very happy. He said, "Then I'll find some time in the next few days to talk to Old Cheng."
“Come on,” he raised his glass. “Let’s have a drink.”
*
night.
Cheng Siyang was invited to the villa by Master Ye for tea.
But for some reason, Tong Yilin also came along.
Oh, by the way, she said she was going to visit her father.
Of course, Master Ye agreed.
They got out of the car at the entrance, but Cheng Siyang suddenly said he had to make a phone call.
No one stopped him, and Rong Shang turned around and went upstairs.
Autumn is approaching.
The nighttime temperature was somewhat muggy.
Rong Shang stood on the balcony, where a gentle breeze occasionally blew by.
She heard people arguing down below.
Judging from the voices, are they Tong Yilin and Cheng Siyang?
Because of what happened last night, Tong Yilin is now furious and doesn't know where to vent her anger.
All she could do was yell at Cheng Siyang, calling him a scumbag and accusing him of deceiving her feelings.
At first, Cheng Siyang was able to coax her gently, but later Tong Yilin went too far, saying that if he dared to marry someone else, she would commit suicide at his wedding and make him live in the shadow of losing her for the rest of his life.
By then, Cheng Siyang had truly lost his patience.
A "snap" sound rang out.
Rong Chang turned around.
She knew that Tong Yilin had been beaten.
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