"Second uncle, we've had enough to eat. If there's nothing else, we'll head back now." Yu Dabo decided not to speak, absolutely refusing to ask for help from Yu Shaoyan and his family.
The old lady was having none of it.
After coming all this way with such effort, and given that the two families weren't that close, missing this chance might mean there wouldn't be another opportunity anytime soon.
"Shao Yan, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."
The old man didn't speak, but the old lady couldn't afford to waste time for Yu Feimeng and the younger generation. Let the next generation live less pitifully than they had.
"You..." Yu Dabo's expression turned ugly. The old lady was causing a scene now, completely disregarding his opinion.
His dignity—was he supposed to just cast it aside?
Yu Shaoyan kept his tone pleasant, "Alright, Auntie, please go ahead."
