Since she knew Song Jingtian wanted to go to Chiang Mai Prefecture to "fall in love," Tang Li naturally wouldn't collude with him. "You're still too young. Studying abroad can wait a few more years."
"How many years is 'a few years'?" The little guy refused to give up.
Tang Li thought for a moment and set a condition. "Let's wait till you grow to one eighty-five."
Song Jingtian: "......"
As smart as he was, Song Jingtian instantly saw through Tang Li's sneaky little scheme.
She basically didn't want him going to Chiang Mai Prefecture at all.
The path of young love was bound to be anything but smooth sailing.
But for Little Button, never mind all these obstacles—even if it were a volcano, as long as Little Button said the word, he'd jump right in.
Besides, he'd already thought it all through.
If his family refused to accept his marriage with Little Button in the future, he'd just take Little Button and immigrate to the Vatican.
