"It's about time you marry Xiaoxiao. Your grandfather's biggest regret must've been being unable to carry grandchildren."
Jiang Shaomei was carrying a large bag and she was wearing casual clothes. She turned her head to talk to Jiang Zhuoheng as they walked down the stairs.
"Mm." Jiang Zhuoheng looked at his feet and muttered a reply.
He didn't sleep a wink these few days. He looked haggard and Jiang Shaomei's heart ached when she looked at him. "Ah Heng, Xiaoxiao is a good girl. You need a partner too, so why don't you accept it wholeheartedly."
Jiang Zhuoheng nodded slightly, but his mind was elsewhere.
Jiang Shaomei pressed her lips and remained silent.
She turned to look at the sofa area, where Xin Yanting was sitting. She was wearing a white loungewear and she had tied up her black hair in a bun. She had lost a significant amount of weight in the past few days.
She sat there, bent over, appearing engrossed in something.