"Yang Jing? She wouldn't dare." Liu Qiang's disdain for Yang Jing was nothing new. He was also naive enough to believe Shen Lu was actually sick.
"The weather has been bad lately. It's probably just bad timing that she got sick."
Qi Yan secretly rolled her eyes and hugged Liu Qiang even tighter. "I know you need to rest when you're sick, but... today is our wedding. As your daughter, Little Deer should be here."
"That's true. She's just coming for a meal. She's being too delicate." Liu Qiang was a pushover when it came to Qi Yan. Basically, whenever she spoke to him in that soft voice of hers, there was nothing he wouldn't agree to.
"Honey, I still hope to get Little Deer's blessing. It's very important to me."
"Alright, I'll go call her right now."
Liu Qiang, filled with a sudden burst of bravado, scurried off to call Shen Lu.
