"But you will miss him very much, right?" Mo Changqing sighed lightly, feeling that the world is in a dilemma. "Fortunately, the transportation is also developed now, so it is easy for him to go back, and it is easy for you to come here."
"Yes." Bertie told them again, "As long as the children have a good relationship, they will settle down everywhere."
After drinking a little wine, he said, "Chen Yi's mother passed away many years ago, so today I represent both father and mother. Thank you for your recognition and support for Chen Yi, and thank you for your confidence in Jing Yao. Entrust him."
Bertie was really moved. He didn't have any royal airs at all. He picked up the wine glass again, "Thank you."
Mo Changqing and Yajie also picked up the wine glasses, and they were really moved. Through the afternoon of communication, they felt the kindness and sincerity of the old father.
If Jing Yao can marry into such a family, she will definitely not be wronged, and they will feel relieved.
The elders were chatting with cups and meals, without restraint or etiquette. Instead, they were very good at chatting like old friends who had not met for many years, and everything was for the children.
Yajie also said to him, "Before, we had opposed Chen Yi and Jing Yao. I felt that he was too busy and could not take care of Jing Yao, so he was not suitable for marriage."
"But later, through getting along, I felt that he was really an excellent and rare talent. I hope Jing Yao would understand his profession and understand his hard work more."
All misunderstandings have been resolved and everything is moving in a good direction.
About twenty minutes later, a car light shone over and Chen Yi parked the car in the yard.
After Jing Yao and him got out of the car, the two of them took steps towards the living room. In fact, Jing Yao was still a little worried that the talks would collapse.
Can the king communicate with ordinary people in place? Will it be separated by an insurmountable crossing?
After entering the door, she found that her judgment was wrong and the happy scene came into her eyes.
The younger generation greeted the three elders, and Jing Yao still respectfully called Bertie the king.
When the elders saw the two young men holding each other, they couldn't help but smile with blessings.
"Father, why don't you tell me in advance when you come to Jiangcheng?" Chen Yi was actually quite worried. His father's health had just recovered.
"I know you're busy and don't want to disturb you." Seeing his son, Bertie was very happy, and the trip was a big gain. "I came here to meet the elders of Jingyao's family today, and the matter has been agreed."
"Then I'll take you back to my place to see you and live with me tonight." Chen Yi let go of Jing Yao's hand, turned his eyes to look at her, "I'll make an appointment for a morning run tomorrow, get up early, I'll come and pick you up."
"Okay." She is also very sensible and always looks generous. "See you tomorrow, be careful on the road."
Then Chen Yi said goodbye to the elders of the Mo family and took his father out of the living room.
Out of courtesy, everyone sent them to the yard, watched them get in the car, and watched the car go away.
In the green grassy yard, night has already fallen.
Yajie turned her eyes and looked at the girl beside her, reached out to stroke her long hair, and said to her, "Your father-in-law is very down-to-earth, kind and wise, and has no king's airs at all."
"After all, he is the king." Mo Jingyao had dealt with him. Although he was sick at the time, he was definitely not a fool. "The pattern is not comparable to ordinary people."
"He is a good father worthy of respect." Yajie gave such affirmation and became more and more at ease with the marriage.