The next day, after mailing a package at the post office, the original plan to make a long-distance call ultimately fell through. Instead, three telegrams were sent out one after another.
Shen Weimin looked again at the telegram from his father-in-law that had arrived at noon, and he couldn't help but grin. It was no wonder he was so happy. His father-in-law had only cabled a single word, after all.
But that word, "Good," was absolutely perfect!
"That's enough. You look like a complete fool. Are you going to stare a hole through it?" Xu Changqing quickly snatched the telegram, stuffed it in her pocket, and tossed it into Changqing Garden.
"You don't understand. For your father, the most important person in your life, to end his test of me early and send a 'Good'—that means the world to me."
