"Pei Jingchuan, your mother isn't joking with you. After some thought, we believe that this is the best solution right now. It's best if you follow through with it."
Zhou Huirong had no interest in listening to Pei Jingchuan defend Jiang Yuzhu, she had her own eyes, and she could see things clearly.
Moreover, love makes one blind. In the eyes of her son, Jiang Yuzhu was naturally the best.
"Mom, you've only met her once. Don't you think you're judging her too soon? She's not what you imagine. I'll arrange for another meeting and you'll see for yourself."
Pei Jingchuan continued to defend Jiang Yuzhu. He knew that his mother, who'd been pampered since childhood, would surely look down upon people considered common folk.
After the last meeting, she seemed to develop some preconceived notions about Jiang's grandmother.
But Jiang Yuzhu was his choice, regardless of their family backgrounds.