About twenty minutes later, Chen's Mother came in from outside the ward with a broad smile, her steps noticeably lighter.
"Xiao Mo, your father, Xiao Yu's Mother, and I discussed things briefly just now. They wanted to hear your opinion."
After speaking, Chen's Mother took out a Holographic Phone and placed it in front of Chen Mo, aiming its camera at the others in the room. A holographic projection appeared, showing the upper body of Xiao Yu's Mother, Wang Lan. Her eyes were filled with joy.
"Mom." Seeing Wang Lan, Xiao Yu hurriedly spoke up.
"Yes." Wang Lan answered, then looked at Chen Mo. "I heard Xiao Mo was sick. Is he all right now?"
"Just a minor illness. I'm fine now," Chen Mo said.
"That's good. Get plenty of rest and don't overwork yourself. Your mother just told me that you're planning to hold a wedding. Is that true?" After some brief pleasantries, Wang Lan got to the point.
Xiao Yu looked at Chen Mo. Only after receiving his confirming gaze did she nod firmly. "Yes."
"That's wonderful." Wang Lan could not hide the delight on her face. "Your mother and I talked about it briefly just now, but we still want to hear what you two have in mind. Roughly when are you planning to hold it? That way, we can discuss the customs of both families, make arrangements, and prepare to invite relatives and friends."
"I'll listen to Chen Mo."
Xiao Yu held Chen Mo's hand, her expression gentle.
The news of holding a wedding had come just as suddenly to Xiao Yu. Her mind was filled with all kinds of emotions—excitement and happiness, along with guilt over Chen Mo fainting. She could not form a complete thought at all.
"As for customs, you can discuss them