After preparing for a dozen days, Cheng Su finally got the gift ready for Old Master Cheng, packed meticulously in a big box, and took it home.
Qi Taiguo was talking on the phone in the living room, judging by the tone, it seemed like a call from his hometown.
"Mom, let's leave it at that. I'll keep an eye on it... Ah, not yet, don't worry, we're working on it here, aren't we? That's it, I'm hanging up, I need to go to the army!" Qi Taiguo hung up the phone.
Cheng Su placed the gift properly, looking at him with a half smile: "What's going on? You're even lying, saying you're going to the army! What did your mother call about?"
"What else? It's about Weiqiu!" Qi Taiguo furrowed his thick brows tightly, saying, "She said Aunt often calls to ask her if they've found a suitable match for Weiqiu. Still haven't, and they say we're not serious, that we look down on them. What on earth is this? Mom shouldn't have agreed back then, it's not that easy to find a suitable one."
