“You just have to think about the reality of you and Mr War, and don’t worry about the rest.”
Hai Tong put down her fork and sighed again, “You let me think about it on my own.”
Don’t one and all persuade her.
“Well, I won’t say any more, think it over yourself, anyway, whatever decision you make, I’ll support you.”
“No more?”
“No appetite.”
Xiaogun didn’t force her.
People who were hurt by love were like that, either overeating or unable to eat or sleep.
They live in a state of darkness.
Footsteps sounded outside.
Soon the old lady and Tang Jun Ye, a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, were seen walking in.
“Grandma War.”
Shen Xiaojun hadn’t met Tang Junye and didn’t dare to greet her casually.
Hai Tong stood up, “Grandma, mum, why are you here.”
Only then did Shen Xiaojun realise that the person beside Grandma War was War Yin’s own mother, her best friend’s mother-in-law.
“Grandma and your mother came over to apologise to you, Tong Tong, the person who first lied to you was Grandma, if you want to blame Grandma, blame Grandma. What happened to your hand?”
The old lady had come over to apologise to Hai Tong personally.
She was the one who first lied to Hai Tong.
“I was accidentally stabbed with scissors, it’s nothing serious.”
Hai Tong invited the two-fold granny to sit down.
Shen Xiaojun poured water for the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, then walked away in a sensible manner.
The old lady told Hai Tong how she had even forced and coaxed her to let Zhan Yin marry her and repay her for her kindness in the first place.
Finally, she apologetically said, “Tong Tong, I am the one who started this matter of A Yin lying to you, if you want to blame me, blame me.”
“Tong Tong, that’s all Grandma has to say, Grandma will not bother you either, let’s go home first.”
Hai Tong got up to see her off.
Neither mother-in-law nor daughter-in-law would let her see her off, she insisted.
After sending the two mothers-in-law away, Hai Tong called Zhan Yin, who answered the phone as soon as the call was answered.
“Zhan Yin, come and pick me up after work, let’s go home and have a good talk.”
War Yin was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and his mouth was busy responding, “Okay.”