Chi Yue really didn't know what to say, so she could only look towards Fu Rongyin, who was pulling a long face, wearing his displeasure openly.
Chi Yue had no choice but to say, "This is a matter between the two of you, and I believe you've considered it carefully, so we're happy for you."
Fu Rongyin still wore a cold expression and didn't speak, but at least he didn't contradict Chi Yue's words.
The meal wasn't exactly joyful, but the atmosphere wasn't too oppressive either.
Fu Rongyin said very little, and when he was unhappy, he spoke even less.
It wasn't until they lay in bed that night that Chi Yue finally got him to speak up, "Xiao Yan and Nan Yuan have known each other for no less time than we have. By pulling such a face, you're making it hard for Xiao Yan."
Fu Rongyin snorted lightly, "She got married without so much as a word, does she think she's something now?"
