"Really? I think Qi Yi has already worked hard enough.
If my mom were so firmly opposed, I definitely wouldn't have the patience that Qi Yi has, nor could I handle it as well as he does.
Right now, I still have absolutely no idea what to do." These words, Yan Yan couldn't say to Qi Yi, but they came out directly during a phone call with Qi Yi's father.
"No worries, let's think of a solution together.
I was actually quite happy today.
I was just thinking about telling Qi Yi that I knew your uncle from before.
While your uncle is here, I could get a visa and go straight to New York to formally propose to your family.
It seems I was too eager." Regret filled Mr. Qi's voice.
"You know my uncle?" Yan Yan asked, her tone a bit higher than before out of surprise.
"Yes, I've known him for a long time," Mr. Qi answered Yan Yan.
