"This is your idea?"
"Yeah. If I get married to Wataru Tetsuya, he should come."
Announcing her happy news, Fujiwara Reiki spoke matter-of-factly, "Last time, at my father's funeral, didn't he show up?"
Happy events and funerals, are they the same?
Moreover.
Did that guy really show up for condolences last time?
Probably had ulterior motives.
Of course.
Such self-flattering thoughts are not fit to be spoken.
"What if he doesn't come?"
Jiang Chen asked, seemingly not bewildered by the sudden happy news.
"If he doesn't come, then just cancel the wedding."
"..."
Fujiwara Reiki chuckled, then lowered her voice and asked tentatively, "You're not angry, are you, Jiang Sang?"
"Why would I be angry? You two have been engaged for a while now.
That's what you call perspective.
Boss Jiang set an example and even offered a word of congratulations.
"Congratulations."
Suddenly, Fujiwara Reiki's mood turned somber, and she sighed softly.
