Qin Yue also felt disdain for Su Yun's behavior. To not even show her face when her biological daughter was injured, and instead, to guard by her stepson's bed every day—who wouldn't get angry about that?
"Yes, I will convey the message immediately," Qin Yue answered crisply and then thought that the old patriarch's anger was because Sheng Ning's injury was kept from him. Now that Sheng Ning was about to get married, if the old patriarch found out afterward, he would probably be even more angry. To ensure he wouldn't get scolded by his President later, Qin Yue boldly said, "Leader, our President asks me to inform you that Comrade Sheng Ning's wedding is set for the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. I'll represent our President and attend the wedding at that time."
"What? Say that again."
"Comrade Sheng Ning's wedding with Xu Qigang is set for the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, um... there are three days left until the wedding." He planned to set off tomorrow.
