With that reaction, it was clear that there were three hundred taels of silver buried here.
"What movie theater?"
Clearly, Lu Yan had no idea about this episode.
Bai Luo then had a moment of realization and smacked his forehead:
"Just a few days ago, Yizhou accompanied me on a business trip to Nanxi City, and Jing happened to be there on the day of the preview screening."
"Lao Si was there too?"
Bai Luo shrugged his shoulders:
"I wouldn’t know, I didn’t see anyone. But, you can ask your son; he knows all about it!"
Hearing this, the little guy shivered and tried to hide behind someone.
But his dad grabbed and pulled him out:
"Lu Yizhou, tell me, did your Uncle Lao Si watch a movie with your Aunt?"
He removed the chubby paw covering his mouth:
"Daddy, I promised I wouldn’t tell."
Oh, the kid had some integrity!
"Okay, then you don’t have to talk about that, but can you tell Daddy who you made the promise to?"
Bai Luo couldn’t help but turn away and stifle his laughter.
And Little Yizhou honestly answered:
"It was Uncle Lao Si!"
Right, he only mentioned who he made the promise to, but he didn’t say who was watching the movie with Aunt at the time!
Having gotten the answer he wanted, Lu Yan ruffled his son’s hair:
"Go and play with your brother."
After his son ran off, Lu Yan’s face instantly turned somber:
Bai Luo struggled to hold back his laughter:
"Come on, why the big reaction? These days, everyone is free to love whom they want, and no laws are being broken."
Lu Yan’s mouth twitched slightly:
"Is that what I’m concerned about?"
Indeed, why was that?
It all boiled down to some old, broken affairs from long, long ago.
Bai Luo reached out and took his husband’s hand:
"A Yan, let the past be the past. Jing and Lao Si are better off with each other than with some strangers we don’t know, right?
Lao Si might not have the best temperament, but he’s been really nice to everyone, especially to Jing.
I heard from your uncle and aunt that the last time they went to Nanxi City, Lao Si took care of everything!"
Lu Yan was admittedly somewhat swayed by this argument.
"Should it all be left behind?" he murmured to himself.
Bai Luo wrapped his arms around his husband’s waist:
"What else? Lao Si and Jing like each other."
We can’t just beat them apart like in some TV drama, right?
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It was only Aunt Jiang who had a sharp tongue and said some unpleasant things.
When you weigh the two, it becomes clear which is more significant.
"I know, but there’s no way Lao Si would let this go easily!"
Probably, for all the brothers around the world, any man who would cross their sister is a pig’s foot, deserving of a thrashing!
Bai Luo didn’t try to persuade him further; after all, when he had brought someone home to meet his parents, the situation had been pretty similar.
"Alright, let’s get ready, we need to head over there too. Yizhou still has rehearsal when we arrive."
Lu Yan grunted and then went to pick up his younger son, not forgetting to hold onto his elder son with the other hand.
At the wedding venue.
The car convoy arrived at the hotel around nearly eleven o’clock; they had been roaming around outside and taking various photos for memories.
The entire hotel was booked, closed to the public since the day before and wouldn’t open until the day after the wedding.
The entire hotel provided one-on-one service.