"He's amazing, handsome, and rich. Your daughter won't go hungry with him. I promise you'll be very satisfied with him as a son-in-law."
Shen Qiurong hadn't said much before being silenced by Ying Jing's few words.
"I haven't even said anything, and you're already defending him. No wonder your brother is jealous. He says his sister's all grown up and siding with outsiders."
"No way, definitely not."
Ying Jing drank chicken soup while casually talking to Shen Qiurong about all the good things Wen Fucheng had to offer.
"You're the only one who didn't see it; that day, for me, his intentions weren't pure. How did you meet him?" Shen Qiurong had a general idea, after all that night, Wen Fucheng did perform quite well in every aspect.
It was only Ying Jing who couldn't hide her affection when looking at him. Had it not been for all the people present, she would have jumped into Wen Fucheng's arms.
"Mom, you knew all along!"
