Yin Shaohui spoke this earnestly.
However, Shi Haiyan, who had been silent, couldn’t hold back anymore...
"Dad, shouldn’t this be said differently?"
Shi Haiyan and Yin Shiqing knew that Guo Tong wasn’t a wife who quite matched their son.
But Shi Haiyan stubbornly believed that Guo Tong being able to make her son so devoted to her was her skill.
Moreover, Guo Tong was pregnant with Yin Bowen’s child, a boy. For a son who just got divorced and was anxious, this marriage might not be perfect, but it ca at the right ti.
After Guo Tong moved into the Yin Family, she was rather sensible, though she was a bit extravagant in spending; this kind of money was not really a problem for their family.
On the contrary, Guo Tong was very smart, skilled at reading expressions and subtle cues, and spoke cleverly, at least in front of her husband.
Shi Haiyan spoke not so much out of injustice for Guo Tong, but more for her son.
She and Yin Shiqing had a son and a daughter, aning their only son was Yin Bowen.
The second marriage wasn’t Bowen’s fault, it was Zhu Lan’s fault, so why couldn’t the second marriage have a lavish wedding?
What does it matter if Guo Tong is heavily pregnant?
Yin Shiqing reached out to stop Shi Haiyan and quickly explained to Yin Shaohui,
"Dad, please don’t take it to heart, Haiyan was a bit blunt in her speech."
Yin Shaohui calmly looked at Shi Haiyan,
"You’ve been a virtuous wife and good mother throughout the years of marriage with our eldest. I rarely hear you speak bluntly. Your words just now make it seem like I intentionally don’t want to hold a grand wedding for Bowen..."
Stopped by Yin Shiqing, Shi Haiyan regained so rationality, bit her lip, and said,
"Dad, that’s not what I ant... I just think children’s matters are their own business. Marriage is always decided by the elders..."
"Is that so? I would love to decide on my grandchildren’s marriages, but is it the elder’s place when they won’t marry anyone but their lovers?"
Yin Shaohui snorted coldly.
Shi Haiyan felt a bit annoyed at her impulsiveness.
"I and your mom definitely value the Yin Family children equally. Whether the wedding is lavish or simple, we will provide what we should."
"Dad, you’ve misunderstood. That’s not what Haiyan wants."
"So what does she an? The simple wedding was Guo Tong and Bowen’s suggestion. I agreed once, and now it seems like I’m pushing for a simple wedding."
Although Yin Shaohui spoke calmly initially, he must have thought it over in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, making his tone turn unfavorable...
"I’m almost eighty! I can’t fuss around with you anymore! Please let the daughters-in-law think before speaking! Don’t get more confused as you age!"
"Yes, yes! Dad is right, dad is right!"
Yin Shaohui glanced at the couple; as people age, they beco more like children, and their temper increases.
His old face stiffened, freezing the atmosphere in the hall.
Zhou ngqin looked toward the two elders of the Guo Family,
"I still say it, we have no opinions on how the wedding is held. You only have one daughter. If the wedding is too shabby, there’s no face in front of relatives, right?"
At this point, Guo Jianping indeed had so personal motives.
Seeing Zhou ngqin’s kind attitude and easy manner, he nodded and agreed,
"Sister Zhou truly... understands people."
"What are you talking about, I had the sa mindset when marrying off my daughter. Anyone trying to send my daughter off poorly can forget about it."
Zhou ngqin laughed, slightly alleviating the tense atmosphere,
"Speaking of which, I have two daughters, you only have one, how can you not treasure her!"
Guo Jianping nodded,
"Sister Zhou, your Yin Family is such a big household, our Guo Family wouldn’t dare think about connecting such a marriage even if we prayed for generations. Regardless of how the wedding is held, it will surely be larger than our ordinary family’s."
Despite recognizing Guo Jianping’s implied aning, Zhou ngqin remained poised and elegant.
Upon hearing this, Yin Shaohui felt the words’ flavor was off, no matter how ceremonious they were used.
Ordinary families’ weddings...
It also depends on which class of ordinary families!
Larger than ordinary families, ha, who said that?
"Please don’t say that, Guo Dad. What big household nonsense, it makes us sound like class monsters. We’re just ordinary folks."
Zhou ngqin quickly said.
"Sister Zhou, you’re too humble!"
"Guo Dad, rest assured. You’ve said enough. We will definitely handle Guo Tong and Bowen’s wedding with care so your daughter can marry into the Yin Family gloriously, is that good?"
Guo Jianping was all smiles at this point,
"You’re too kind... Our Xiao Tong, I don’t know what kind of fortune she accumulated in her past life to connect to such a good marriage in this life."
Su Jifang knew her husband very well; he was obsessed with keeping face.
Even at this mont, he wasn’t restraining himself.
Su Jifang listened in trepidation, fearing the old man might say sothing that would cause new trouble.
Su Xiaong sat by the side, staring at the floor, considering getting up and quietly leaving several tis...
Su Jifang’s focused gaze on herself was so intense that it was tough for Xiao ng to ignore it intentionally.
Could she not know what the aunt had in mind?
Observing her words and watching her expression, she held Guo Tong’s soft spot in her hands.
If she showed the slightest displeasure, the aunt would surely shift her focus to her.
Xiao ng had no choice but to pretend she was very calm, projecting a serene composure unaffected by external joys or sorrows.
At this mont, Guo Tong glanced at her father, a look of reproach flashed in her eyes.
Yet, she couldn’t openly say it, so she just said,
"Let’s listen to... our parents’ arrangents. Bowen, is that alright?"
Yin Bowen held Guo Tong’s hand and nodded.
"Regarding the guest list, Shi Qing, you should handle this yourselves. Bowen is your son, so not everything needs to be decided by and your dad."
Zhou ngqin spoke with a sigh,
"Your dad and I are getting old. When it cos to the wedding matters of the grandchildren, it’s better that you as parents manage these decisions."
"Yes, we understand."
Yin Shiqing responded.
"Alright, the wedding date and scale have been determined. We and your grandfather won’t ddle with the remaining details."
Zhou ngqin looked at Guo Tong and Yin Bowen.
"Thank you, grandfather and grandmother."
Guo Tong quickly said.
"However."
Zhou ngqin’s tone shifted, yet her deanor remained elegant and composed.
But Guo Tong inexplicably felt a tightness in her heart, sensing sothing hidden beneath that graceful look.
Guo Tong’s sensitivity wasn’t unfounded.
Zhou ngqin’s words suddenly took on a stern tone,
"Even though it’s our grandson’s generation, the Family Head of the Yin Family is still your grandfather, and the family rules are set by him."
"..."
Family rules.
Guo Tong felt a chill hearing those words.
Those Yin Family rules made many seemingly simple things complex.
Family rules involved not only manners, integrity, and morality of the Yin Family mbers but also basic principles of conduct.
What makes it most helpless and frustrating... is its close relation to inheritance of the Yin Family property.
Especially with the Yin Family elders aging.
Family rules beca like a landmine ga interface where every step was cautious for fear of stepping on a mine.
"Guo Tong, you should know, given your and Bowen’s situation, I have reasons to keep you out."
"..."
Guo Tong clenched her fists.
"I didn’t do that, because, I think you understand why."
Guo Tong pursed her lips and nodded...
"The Yin Family isn’t considered wealthy, but it’s certainly not an ordinary family either. Rules are naturally more abundant. Without rules, things fall into chaos. I hope you rember that."
"..."
"If you continue to stir trouble in the Yin Family and create chaos, no one will be able to protect you."
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