Only, it had always been difficult for the noble young master and big star, who was used to being pampered and surrounded by admirers, to admit his faults first.
Chu Mufeng dryly said, "...Congratulations."
On the other end of the phone, a man's throat spilled out a brief laugh, clearly in a good mood, and surprisingly responded, "Thank you."
Gong Yeyan was indeed reserved and indifferent, but for the brothers and family he held dear, if they could accept his marriage to the one he loved and bless them, he would indeed feel... genuinely pleased.
Hearing this "Thank you," Chu Mufeng was slightly startled.
Having known Gong Yeyan for so many years, he had rarely heard him sincerely thank someone like that.
First, because helping a brother with a small favor was common, and talking about thanks was unnecessary, as it could hurt their feelings.
Second, given Gong Yeyan's status and position, there were not many who could make him personally say "thank you."