Zhao Yi nodded, "Then let's head off."
"Let's go."
"Okay."
Speaking thus without waiting for a response, they left the room together.
Left behind were a stunned Zhao Hongjuan and Lin Xudong who exchanged glances with odd expressions on their faces.
Zhao Hongjuan let out a soft sigh, seemingly relieved of a burden.
Lin Xudong's face was filled with bitterness; it took him a while before he could finally blurt out, "Juan! Qingqing is going to get married! Get married!"
"She'll belong to someone else's family from now on."
"Wuuwuu…"
As he spoke, he covered his eyes and couldn't help but cry; when he lifted his hands away, his eyes were somewhat red.
"Why are you crying! It's a joyous occasion, crying is bad luck!" Zhao Hongjuan shouted, tears falling even as she did.
She was happy for her daughter.