Bao Jingyan was willing to commit.
Sun Jingan should have been happy.
But he felt somewhat heavy at heart.
An indescribable feeling.
He hung up the phone and sat in the study, smoking sullenly.
Mrs. Sun Jingan came in.
She said to her husband, "Have you been pressuring Jingyan again?"
Sun Jingan cried injustice.
Mrs. Sun Jingan didn't believe it.
She said, "Haven't you seen over these years, Jingyan has not had a single woman by his side! And now that they've finally gotten together, do you have the heart to separate them?"
She persuaded her husband, "That child came to our home when she was only 18. How can you bear it in your heart?"
Sun Jingan couldn't help saying, "My dear, am I the one who wants to separate them?"
He shook his phone, "You say Jingyan has no women by his side, so where did this sweetheart pop out from, a crack in the rocks?"
He smiled faintly, "Jingyan just told me that he's found the sweetheart's mother! He's planning to marry her!"
