"Dad, Aunt Wan, I've checked, the seventh of next month is a great day." As soon as Pei Yicheng finished speaking, Pei Guozhong gave him a glance and said, "That's too rushed."
"It's not rushed at all. I've prepared everything that needs to be prepared."
Pei Yicheng has been preparing for this day for two years. Next month's seventh is exactly the five-year anniversary of when he and Nianhua met.
He wants to marry her on this wonderful day.
"Even if you're ready, you still have to see if the Su Family and the Xu Family are willing!" Pei Guozhong cleared his throat and reminded, "Your impulsive proposal today, although they didn't oppose it, a hasty wedding surely won't do."
"Yicheng, let's discuss this matter carefully. What have you prepared?" Wan Hongxing chimed in to mediate with a smile.
Over the past two years, Pei Yicheng's relationship with the Pei Family has eased a lot. Occasionally, when he has time, he goes home for a meal or something, and they no longer reject him.
