"No need. Does the Jiang Family have the nerve to accept your betrothal gifts? The Jiang Family has not provided you with a single day of nurture and protection, so they are not qualified to accept such gifts. Not even I have the credentials."
"Dad..."
"Little, you need to know—when you get married, no one will be able to dictate you. Everything can be decided by you. As for the discussions Grandpa Meng wants to have with me, I can talk to him. I understand what you mean; you don't need to worry."
Jiang Shiheng signaled Jiang Xiao to pass the phone to Old Meng.
Without hesitation, Jiang Xiao called Old Meng over to take the phone.
While they were talking on the phone, Jiang Xiao did not intend to listen in. She knew her father definitely wouldn't let her be troubled in the slightest.
She walked out, looking around, "Snow Ball?"
