Yi Juncheng was dumbfounded. He blinked with hesitation, but he soon calmed down, propping his arm against the sofa and looking in the direction of the kitchen. "Auntie, I do, but I have to consider Yangyang. She's still young."
"!!!"
So he means he and Yangyang are indeed in love?
"Auntie…" Yi Juncheng put a finger on his lips and made a hushing gesture. "Please don't tell anyone about this. Uncle and the brothers might not be as open-minded as you. They might not agree."
"I understand, I understand," Kang Weizhen said hurriedly.
But she had mixed feelings now.
She knew what her husband and sons would think about this matter. They might want to tear Yi Juncheng alive.
Yangyang must be trying to protect Yi Juncheng, so she chose not to voice her feelings and acted so sneaky…
Yi Juncheng drank his tea in silence. He knew Kang Weizhen had watched him from time to time, but he didn't know that she had thought so much.
