"If we could see you get married, it would fulfill one of our wishes as parents. It really hasn't been easy for your father and me this time."
Song Wennuan's explanation drained Lu Beicheng of all anger.
Neither he nor the old man had shed tears, so what was she crying for? Did she feel aggrieved?
Watching Song Wennuan expressionlessly, Lu Beicheng wanted to say something but eventually, he hesitated each time.
He had nothing to say, truly nothing to say, just found it laughable.
If it wasn't for the big fuss he had made when proposing to Nanyan, they probably wouldn't even remember they had a son.
Directly gazing at Lu Beicheng, seeing that he said nothing, Song Wennuan's heart felt terribly uncomfortable.
She would rather have Lu Beicheng blame them, reproach them a bit; it would give her at least some comfort. However, Lu Beicheng didn't even give them a single fart.