"Brother, you... you're about to get married, I'm afraid sister-in-law will..."
"Shut up! In your eyes, am I the type of person who would disregard my family for the sake of getting married?!"
His voice was loud and filled with emotion.
Yao's eyes reddened, and she lowered her head, walking to Zhang Yan and Zhou Hui. Her voice was choked with sobs, "Mom, Zhang Yan, I'm sorry, I was wrong... It's my immaturity, it's my fault..."
However, Zhou Hui only looked at them quietly, with no trace of emotion in her cloudy eyes.
After a moment, she slowly spoke, "Is that so?"
Bingwen was taken aback, then said resolutely, "Of course! Mom, if I had known earlier that your illness was so severe, I would sell the wedding house, borrow money everywhere, and cancel the wedding, but I would definitely cure your illness!"
Zhou Hui coughed, her eyes that appeared cloudy due to illness now showed a sharp intensity.
