Right now the situation was pretty awkward. Normally, something like this would just blow over; Yuchi would forget this kind of trivial thing in a couple of days. But now that Song Qingshan had forcefully whitewashed himself, he honestly didn't know how he was supposed to talk anymore. Was he really supposed to keep cursing him out?
Then it would end up making him look heartless instead.
"Yuchi!"
"I've already acknowledged you!"
"From now on you're Yinghan's husband. I wish you two an early son, a long and lasting life together, blessings as vast as the East Sea and longevity as great as the Southern Mountain."
Song Qingshan rattled on like firecrackers.
After he finished, he even wiped away the forced old tears at the corners of his eyes, putting on another extremely "blessed" expression.
"All right then!"
"I've been forcibly granted longevity."
