Decision

Mom Ji had caught only a fleeting glimpse of Xiao Qian before. Although she knew Xiao Qian was exceptionally beautiful, she still had great confidence in her own daughter.

Ji Weiwei and An Yang had been childhood sweethearts. The depth of their feelings went without saying. In her mind, if she had not opposed them back then, they would have become a couple long ago.

How could such a relationship be compared to one with just any woman?

But now that she knew about this, her resolve inevitably began to waver.

If An Yang had really reached this point only because of this woman's family, wouldn't that mean he was living off her? And if An Yang was willing to live off a woman for money, then no matter how close he and her daughter had been since childhood, her daughter probably could not shake this woman's position.

More importantly, if An Yang lost this woman, would he still be worth marrying her daughter to?

"No, no. I can't be so hasty."

"I should take a look first."

Thinking this, Mom Ji glanced at Xiao Qian again. She showed no intention of changing her shoes, simply puffed out her chest and walked inside.

Xiao Qian did not mind. She merely smiled faintly.

Miss Weiwei's parents are really interesting.

The corners of her lips curved upward, and her interest in Ji Weiwei grew even stronger.

In the living room, Dad An carefully stuffed the mynah and Cui Ling into a cage. After hanging it up, he said cheerfully to Dad Ji, "Come on, sit wherever you like. Don't stand on ceremony."

Dad Ji and Mom Ji sat down, looking somewhat restrained.

Xiao Qian followed them over and sat beside An Yang. Xiaochán sat on An Yang's other side.

An Guoshu said,