"When faced with such hypothetical questions, Sang Qiao didn't know how to answer, but she didn't want to dwell on the past anymore. She turned her gaze away and moved her lips, 'Grandpa, look forward, don't cling to the past anymore.'"
"Okay, look forward," Mr. Sang Senior wiped his tears and told himself that this was already very good.
Qiaoqiao still recognized him, bore no hatred towards the Sang Family, and was going to marry Si Chenli. Things would only get better in the future.
"People from Chenli's side just contacted me. They said the wedding dress will be sent over later, and someone will come to do your makeup tomorrow morning. Have you decided on Ah He and who else will be bridesmaids? See if you want to invite them to stay over as well. It'll be easier to leave together tomorrow."
"I'll make a call and ask in a while."
"Okay."
