Chi Yue hesitated for a few seconds, then became calm.
Compared to his initial resolute opposition to their relationship, this was already a good outcome.
There was no need to force his parents to show any passionate expressions; after all, Qiao Zhengchong was not that kind of person.
Yu Feng, on the other hand, was overjoyed. Looking at the dishes on the table, she felt they no longer matched the significance of this celebratory dinner. Rubbing her hands nervously she said, "Honey, do you think... for such an important day, should I fry an egg?"
Chi Yue: "..."
"I'll fry one; I'll go fry an egg."
Without giving anyone a chance to persuade her otherwise, Yu Feng hurried into the kitchen.
Chi Yue knew it wasn't a dish she lacked or even an egg, but rather a state of mind. Her mother needed to do something more in this situation to express the joy of being a mother—
Compared to her, Qiao Zhengchong was much calmer.