Jiang Yaoyao: "..."
Rong Ying, who was nearby, heard her and chuckled in agreement, "When you two are ready to have your wedding, make sure to tell me. I'll start preparing half a year in advance for you."
Jiang Yaoyao felt awkward, "Auntie, we... it's still early for us."
"It's just three years, isn't it?" Rong Ying said, "Time flies, it'll pass in the blink of an eye."
Jiang Yaoyao's scalp tingled, "No, I mean... I don't have any plans to get married at the moment."
"That's fine too." Rong Ying's smile had a hidden depth to it, "Sometimes, things don't necessarily go according to your plan, you should enjoy the occasional surprises in life."
Bo Jinlan nodded, "Mom makes sense."
Jiang Yaoyao again: "..."
She stopped talking.
But Rong Ying, as if she had opened a box of discussions, went on, "Yaoyao, what style of wedding do you like? Chinese or Western? Personally, I think going to a church is more formal, but as for the wedding dress, I prefer our Chinese-style clothes..."
