Mrs. Cheng arranged to meet at the largest and most luxurious mall in City L, entirely occupied by luxury brands, exclusively for upper-class customers to shop and stroll.
Dong Xin Yan arrived fifteen minutes early, waiting for Mrs. Cheng at the agreed-upon café.
Mrs. Cheng didn't intentionally arrive late to put her in a difficult position; instead, she arrived on time. Observing Mrs. Cheng's calm and gentle expression, just as usual, Dong Xin Yan's anxious heart slightly relaxed.
Last night, when Ziyang left, he told her he would go back and explain everything clearly to Mrs. Cheng. They wouldn't separate due to any rumors; he was determined to marry her, and no one could stop him. He asked her to wait for his good news.
Could it be... Auntie was persuaded by Ziyang?
"Auntie, you're here."
Though slightly relieved, Dong Xin Yan was still a bit nervous. She stood up and greeted with politeness and gentleness.
Mrs. Cheng glanced at her, slowly raising her chin, "Sit down."
