Upon hearing this, Song Yan sighed deeply.
After a long while, he lamented, "I shouldn't have agreed so impulsively then."
Song Chengye immediately retorted, "Cut it out, weren't you the one who was crying uncontrollably at that time? Now, you're acting all affected."
He certainly didn't want to lose this ready-made son-in-law. It was best to settle the marriage soon. Although they hadn't picked a date yet, he had already started to prepare for the wedding banquet.
Song Yan revved the throttle in silence to vent his frustration.
Wasn't he clear about why she was crying at that time!
"I don't want to get married so early," Song Yan sighed.
"It's not too early. Other people's kids are already running errands."
"Some other people are already divorced."
Song Chengye: "..."
Song Yan fiddled with the steering wheel, carelessly saying, "But there are benefits to marrying early too, like remarriage. Better to do it while young so you can marry multiple times."
