"..." Su Qin fell silent. She wasn't quite sure whether her mother's words were serious or not. Although she wasn't too bothered, she didn't want to muddle through marriage without thinking, especially not with a man whom she wasn't particularly satisfied with. If that man really came into her home, life would become even more lively.
"Well, have you made up your mind? Are you coming back or not?" Su Yanyi on the other end of the phone was casually flipping through documents while talking, as if she didn't realize she'd cornered her daughter.
"Fine, I'll come back. Ask Dad to make something nice. I'll be home tonight!" With that, Su Qin hung up the phone unceremoniously. On the other end, Su Yanyi didn't mind, chuckled mischievously, and continued reading the documents. When it came to dinner, whether she mentioned it or not, Jiran would take care of it. After nearly thirty years, there was no need for verbal reminders!
