Jian Lianxi didn't expect to resolve the situation with these two, so she simply stood up and left, while calling Cheng Qi on the phone.
The sound grew fainter and fainter, "Where are you? Jiajun said he's getting married, we..."
Wen Xin and Jian Zhenghua watched her leave in silence, similarly feeling the novelty of seeing their eldest son so helpless for the first time.
Why did they feel inexplicably excited about it?
Wen Xin cleared his throat, "Haven't you recently been in contact with Old Sir Cheng? What exactly does he think about this?"
"What else can he think? He treasures Qi like the apple of his eye, and Lian Xi isn't one to sweet-talk, so it's all up to his own fate now."
They couldn't help with this at all.
Having a sense of the situation, Wen Xin thought that they couldn't let their eldest son struggle on his own, and continued to discuss Jian Jiajun's wedding with Jian Zhenghua.