Old Zhang explained, "Donglin, rest assured, I guarantee absolute safety."
Wan Donglin was also straightforward, "Alright, let's set a time, I'll accompany her."
He expressed his gratitude. The heavy burden in his heart finally settled down.
This matter could be big or small; ideally, it's rendered insignificant. Old Zhang was evidently glad to help, so regardless of marital union, the Wan Family already owed him a great favor. From now on, the relationship between the two families would be more solid.
Finally, the long-sealed door to the house was pushed open.
Inside the house, the windows were surprisingly clear and clean. It was obvious that Wan Donglin had already sent someone to tidy up.
The plants, the roses on the windowsill, and various winter-blooming crab claw flowers, narcissus, and others like goosefoot, were thriving, lush and green. Especially the large pot of narcissus, blooming brightly in competition, filling the room with a subtle floral scent.
