Situ Zheng heard what Bai said, but instead laughed, he sighed: "I haven't heard you talk to me like this for a while."

"Just your temper, you pointed a gun at me last time. I dare not say it, otherwise I wouldn't know why I was dead one day." Bai Ting said quickly and angrily.

"You--" Situ Zheng patted Bai Ting's shoulder helplessly. Bai Ting slapped and said, "I'll go in and deliver tea first. What are you going to say later?"

"If Jingyao can convince her parents, then I have nothing to object to." Situ Zheng did not hesitate to express this statement.

Bai Ting knew that Situ Zhenghui thought so, so she snorted: "I understand. That girl will definitely kill her first and then report."

"That's what their He family does. I have to think about the ancestors of our Situ family." Situ Zheng acted as if he was not concerned about his affairs.

Bai Ting glanced at Situ Zheng—only she dared to express something in front of Situ Zheng at this time.

She brought the tea tray and sent it to the living room. She caught a glimpse of He Jing looking out the window, and her eyes looked a little pitiful.

Any woman can never escape the word "love". Bai Ting herself became profit-oriented after suffering the loss of love. Over the years, she almost forgot about this matter, but He Jing's appearance seemed to remind her of her infatuated self.

"Xiaojing, come and drink some milk first, and your aunt Zhang will come to make breakfast for us later." She said enthusiastically.

He Jing came back to his senses and stared at Bai Ting with disdain: "Aunt Bai, do you think Qinglang would agree to my request? I went to see Qinglang today, but he refused to agree to me no matter what he said."

Has he even seen Qinglang? Bai Ting was secretly surprised and thought that the speed was fast enough. She smiled comfortably: "Just do your best. It depends on your uncle Zheng's attitude. If he agrees to persuade Qinglang, Qinglang may let go."

While speaking, Situ Zheng walked into the door with a serious look on his face. He Jing looked at Situ Zheng as if he had injected his strength and asked, "Uncle Zheng, do you agree?"

"Xiaojing, I still hope you think about it carefully and think about your parents." Situ Zheng looked righteous and thoughtful, with a look of quiet thinking.

He Jing insisted: "My parents will understand me. I only need your consent from Uncle Zheng. Please don't hesitate anymore, okay?"

Situ Zheng closed his eyes as if he had made a great decision. After a moment, he said, "I must get your father's personal consent to make this decision. He Jing, please understand me. I have a lifelong friendship with Lao He, and I cannot harm his daughter."

When He Jing heard this, his eyes turned red and he had a good plead. However, what surprised Bai Ting was that Situ Zheng really didn't agree this time. It seemed that although this old man was in charge of his interests, he still paid attention to the word "righteousness".

In desperation, He Jing had to frown and agree with Uncle Zheng's opinion, saying that she would call her parents today and talk to her.

She did what she said, and later that day she called her parents directly. When she heard her request on the phone, He Weiming almost carried it over and scolded her daughter for being unsuccessful.
Chapter completed!