Commander-in-Chief Xia's expression became more serious. "Since you can walk around with your waist injury, go to the old residence tomorrow after sending Little Ye to the airport. You can talk to Old Master about this." Worried that Xia Jinyuan's wound would open up, he added, "Let the guards drive tomorrow. You rest."
Xia Jinyuan couldn't help but laugh. "You're even more anxious than me."
"Of course, I'm anxious. You're really lucky to be able to marry Little Ye! Strike while the iron is hot. Let's make him satisfied with our family first." Commander Xia discussed this matter seriously. However, when he saw that Xia Jinyuan was happy and not anxious at all, his face darkened again.
"Xia Jinyuan, I'm discussing your marriage with you seriously now. Your attitude is not right."
