"Since he picked her, let him take her home as his wife," Yu Lingqian barely bothered to lift an eyelid, "but I might need to ask my mom about this."
Song Jiaqi was dumbfounded, "Hey, if your dad hears you talking like this, aren't you afraid he'll send a bomber over directly?"
Yu Lingqian shrugged indifferently, "If he finds out, it must be because you leaked it. If I get bombed, you'll have to be buried with me."
Song Jiaqi suddenly felt: she might have a fake little brother.
"Getting back to the point, putting aside Chief Fang's granddaughter. You're just going to take Xiao Mumu back like this without any preparation? Aren't you afraid it'll turn into a mess?"
"If I don't lay the groundwork, what are you here for?"
"Hey, Yu Lingqian, that's not fair! I only agreed to pave the way in front of the old man for you, dealing with your parents is something you have to handle yourself. Don't count on me; every time I see your dad... it's like a mouse seeing a cat!"
