"I'm not going," Jiang Yixia said, her tone resolute.
Pan Lanfang sighed. "Alright, alright. If you don't want to meet him, then don't. But let me tell you, this young man is really reliable. If you ever change your mind, just let Mom know."
After hanging up, Jiang Yixia sat in her shop, spacing out for a while.
She thought about what her mother had said.
'Reliable, down-to-earth, good to his elders...'
Suddenly, the image of Lu Fan's face surfaced in her mind.
She shook her head, pushing the thought away.
'Why am I even thinking about him?'
「Meanwhile, in Qingshan Village.」
Lu Fan left the Jiang Family's home and got into his car.
He leaned back in his seat. Remembering what Pan Lanfang had just said, he felt a wave of emotion.
'That old woman... she really treats me like one of her own.'
He started the car and slowly drove out of the village.
Just then, his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw it was Jiang Ming calling.
