Luo Qiao lay back on the bed: "Your dad doesn't just listen to me; that's his way of showing respect. What I say usually aligns with his thoughts; it's not like everything is decided by me. I need to make this clear to you."
Yueyue clasped her hands together: "Yes, yes, yes, I expressed it wrong."
Yanyan laughed so hard she was bent over: "Yueyue, you've met your match today."
The three ladies on the bed burst into laughter.
Once the laughter quieted down, Yanyan continued with her previous question: "Mom, you haven't answered my question yet."
Luo Qiao looked at her two grown-up daughters: "I'm not insisting on matching family backgrounds. As long as they have good character and their families are reasonable, everything else can be discussed.
But living together isn't just about two people; it's about two families. I hope you both stay rational."
Yanyan laughed: "Okay, that reassures me."
