Anning deliberately called Xi Zhenhua.
"Zhenhua, are you busy right now?"
Xi Zhenhua had just finished a project, so he actually had some time: "I'm not too busy, what's up?"
Anning smiled: "If you're not busy, take some time off and come to Su Hai. I met an old acquaintance here in Su Hai, and after spending a few days together, I feel quite good about it. I want to take a step forward, so come over, let's all meet."
"What?"
Xi Zhenhua stood up from his chair in shock: "Mom, you said you were going to Su Hai to see Jingchen. Now you... how can you do this?"
Anning had been a widow for so many years, and in Xi Zhenhua's mind, Anning was supposed to be alone for life. He never thought about Anning remarrying. Now that Anning said she wanted to get married, it was a bit hard for Xi Zhenhua to accept. Of course, there was more of an indescribable anger and frustration.
