Jing City.
Tang Yue and Tang Jun had no idea that Zhang Hualian and the others had already boarded a plane to Jing City.
"Sis, maybe I should go to the company." Tang Jun suggested.
"No way."
Tang Yue refused without a second thought. Although the company was indeed familiar to Tang Jun, precisely because it was familiar, if Tang Jun stayed there every day, he would definitely be more eager to get his eyesight back.
If he stayed in such a place for a long time, Tang Jun would certainly feel even more pressure and urgency.
"We might as well tell the truth; we can't keep this a secret." Tang Yue pressed her lips together and said, "Mom and Dad might blame us for hiding it, but they'll be more worried about you. Xiao Yang's wedding—isn't that something you want to attend?"
Tang Jun remained silent. Nowadays, he acknowledged Lian Qingyang as his brother, and naturally, he wanted to attend Lian Qingyang's wedding.
"Sis, then how should we put it?"
