Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt that her selfishness was causing inconvenience and retreat for others, and she didn't want to disappoint Old Lady Bo. She was almost about to agree.
A hand suddenly rested on the back of her hand, the lines and wrinkles on the old lady's palm gently pressing against her.
Raising her eyes, she saw the kind face of the Old Lady, "But it's not that rigid, in Rongcheng City it's just Xiao San and me here, those formalities don't matter. If you want to have the wedding, go ahead, if not, then let's not have it. Missing one ceremony doesn't mean you're not my granddaughter-in-law."
"Grandma..." Nan Jiaojiao was emotionally shaken.
The Old Lady smiled indifferently, "What I said earlier was to tell you, don't wrong yourself. If anyone dares to give you a hard time, feel free to stand behind the Bo Family. No one can look down on my granddaughter-in-law!"
Nan Jiaojiao felt warmth in her heart, almost to the point of tears.
