By the time Lin Ping'er found Bai Ruozhu to talk, Bai Ruozhu pretended to be clueless, saying, "How could I know where they hooked up, I myself was baffled."
Seeing her response, Lin Ping'er assumed she really didn't know, and sat down next to Ruozhu, whispering in confidentiality, "Then, who do you fancy more?"
Bai Ruozhu suppressed her wildly beating heart, cast her mother a resentful look, and said, "Have I not made it clear? My remarriage depends on Dengdeng's approval in the future. There's no rush in these two years. We don't want people gossiping."
Lin Ping'er thought it made sense. Chang Sheng's disappearance was still unexplained, and they had to wait for at least three years before they could apply for a divorce and remarry. After doing the math, it would still be about two years from now.
"That's fair, but don't you have any considerations?" Lin Ping'er raised an eyebrow, determined to get to the bottom of things.