The living room instantly fell into an eerie silence. You could have heard a pin drop.
Jiang Mingde's mouth hung half-open. His disbelieving gaze darted between the two of them several times before finally settling on Ji Yanzhi. "Wh-what?! You're afraid?! You're afraid of marrying Xiao Ting?!"
Ji Yanzhi felt as though a bucket of cold water labeled "you brought this on yourself" had been dumped over his head. He could only bite the bullet and keep making things up. "It has nothing to do with Ji Ting. Maybe I'm just not mentally resilient enough, and I'm feeling a little pressured."
"You're feeling pressured?!" Jiang Mingde's voice shot up so high it nearly cracked. "Then explain it to me! What pressure are you under?! You've got mountains of gold and silver piled in front of you, and you're telling me you're scared of having too much money?!"
"Grandpa," Ji Ting interjected at just the right moment, soothing him. "The causes of pre-marital anxiety are complicated, and they vary greatly from person to person. Forcing him to explain exactly where the pressure comes from right now would only add to his psychological burden and hinder his recovery."
He looked at Jiang Mingde, his eyes clear and sincere. "But don't worry. I'll stay by his side and help him work through it."
Jiang Mingde knew Ji Ting had a point, but knowing that did nothing to ease the frustration bottled up inside him.
He took a deep breath and fixed his gaze on Ji Yanzhi's face again, one last thread of hope in his voice. "Have you seen a doctor, then? What did the doctor say? Can this pre-marital anxiety thing be cured anytime soon?"
Ji Yanzhi's eyes wandered guiltily as he lowered his voice. "I've already contacted a doctor. I've just