After the villagers left, Luo Zhiyong looked at Fang Pingying somewhat perplexedly, "What on earth is going on? Didn't they say that dad was sick? How come my dad falls ill, and Luo Zhiming is getting married."
Fang Pingying knew the inside story, she pursed her lips and didn't speak.
However, Luo Honglan recalled what Luo Cuilan said yesterday. She glanced at Fang Pingying and then looked at Luo Zhiyong with suspicion, "Brother, what mom mentioned about deceiving people yesterday, it might be true."
Luo Zhiyong frowned, "What are you talking about?"
Luo Honglan hemmed and hawed, not knowing how to explain.
Seeing her unable to articulate clearly all at once, Fang Pingying pulled Luo Zhiyong and said, "Stop asking, we're home now, won't we see everything once we go back?"
Luo Zhiyong nodded, his expression turning somewhat angry, and he stormed ahead with his luggage on his back.
Fang Pingying glanced at Luo Zhiyong and followed after with Luo Honglan.
