Later, Leng Jiangping and his wife exchanged a few more words of concern before getting up to say goodbye.
Watching the sedan car slowly drive out of the Jiang Family's gate, Jiang Yongheng's eyes flickered with gratitude, feeling as if a weight had been lifted from his heart.
"Honey, what was Old Jiang referring to just now…"
"He's probably referring to the fact that Ke Xin knew all along that Ling Xiao liked Xiao Wan, yet she still shoved her way in. Never mind, she's no longer with us, what's the point of holding a grudge!"
Although Yang Aihua smiled and nodded in agreement, she couldn't shake the feeling that things weren't as simple as they seemed.
...
At six o'clock in the evening, at Jin City Li Garden.
Chen Xin handed over two wedding invitations to Li Zishen with a complex expression: "Shen Yiming sent them."
He really had a knack for timing the delivery of the invitations.
