"Haohao is visiting his grandparents this weekend; will he make it in time for Jiang Chenxi's father's birthday?" Shen Qinglan asked.
"It's alright, his father's birthday is in three days, on Thursday, and Haohao's flight is on Friday night." Pei Yinong had everything arranged well in advance and was certain it wouldn't conflict with Jiang Chenxi's father's birthday.
"That's good. Cousin, about your wedding with Jiang Chenxi..."
The smile faded from Pei Yinong's face, "Let's get past the birthday first; after all, there are still a few months to go."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qinglan knew the wedding was probably not yet confirmed, and recognizing that Pei Yinong preferred not to talk about it, she fell silent.
After sending Pei Yinong home, Shen Qinglan called Fu Hengyi. He didn't pick up, so she sent him a message asking him to call her back when he saw it.
The response Shen Qinglan received wasn't a call from Fu Hengyi but a text message—[I'm fine, don't worry.]
