Yulong chuckled, and then looked at Jin Ling's boudoir, but no matter how he looked, Jin Ling could not come out of the room. Finally, he pointed the finger at Jin Wuming, stretched out his hand and took out two exquisite boxes from his arms.
, handed the big one to Jin Wuming’s hand.
"Uncle Jin, these are a few things that I have spent a lot of time in the past two years to get. They are specially prepared for you and aunt. What is in this small box is what I gave to Ling'er. I want to hand it over to him personally.
. Since we are moving, I did not bring the betrothal gift. I will personally deliver it to the door after the tribal affairs are settled. I have already ordered my people to prepare for the wedding. When we go out, we will prepare a beautiful wedding for Ling'er.
…”
Jin Wuming frowned. He was already thinking about the wedding before he spoke. Not objecting does not mean that he agrees. Jin Ling is Jin Wuming's only daughter, so naturally he has to consider her life. Jin Wuming never thinks that life is the end of the world.
Good is happiness. Just as Jin Wuming was about to speak, Jin Ling ran out of the room.
Yulong was still talking about himself, not paying attention to the change in Jin Wuming's expression. Then he saw Jin Ling running out. He was so excited that he was about to hand the gift in his hand to Jin Ling, but when he looked up, he saw Jin Ling's face.
The clothes were covered with tears, which shocked Yulong, who had been always excited.
"Ling'er, why are you crying!"
Jin Ling turned around silently, grabbed Jin Wuming's arm and shook it, looking very aggrieved.
"Dad! My daughter won't marry! My daughter won't marry!"
Looking at Jin Ling's appearance, Jin Wuming smiled instead. In his memory, this was the first time that Jin Ling acted coquettishly towards him. However, Jin Ling mistook this smile and thought that Jin Wuming agreed to marry her regardless of her own feelings.
When I got out, I immediately ran out sobbing, wiping my tears.
"Hey, girl, where are you going? Come back quickly!"
Yulong hurriedly chased out, shouting urgently while chasing: "Ling'er, don't cry yet, we won't mention this matter..."
But Jin Ling didn't answer at all. Instead, he ran faster and quickly disappeared into the peach blossom forest. Yulong quickly shouted: "Ling'er, where are you going?"
"Jump into the suicide river! I want you to take care of..."
The sound was not loud, but Yulong could hear it clearly, and became even more anxious. He quickly speeded up, but a big hand pulled him back. When he turned around, he realized that it was Jin Wuming who had followed him.
"Uncle Jin, hurry up! Ling'er is going to jump into the river!"
"It's okay, they were just angry words. I'll be back in a while."
"But just in case..."
"I don't know about my own daughter?"
Yulong had no choice but to shut up, and then asked Jin Wuming: "Uncle Jin, tell me what happened. Why is Ling'er so disgusted with me? It was not like this before."
Jin Wuming snorted coldly: "It's not those bastard turtles in your family who did it. She is afraid of anyone in your family..."
Yulong opened his mouth and swallowed the words back. Wouldn't his family consider the person he wanted to marry at all? The more he thought about this, the more he felt that his mother's death was not worth it. Such a family has no affection at all.
He said that if it weren't for his mother's last instructions and pleas, he would have severed ties with them long ago.
On the side, Jin Wuming looked at Taolin as Jin Ling left, with a trace of confusion in his eyes. After a while, he turned to Yulong and said, "Yulong, although I don't object, I don't agree either. You know I'm just such a daughter.
, although I am usually strict, but I love her very much in my heart. It is up to her to decide on her life-long affairs. If I don’t interfere, it’s up to you whether you can marry her or not..."