She quickly spoke up to interrupt them, "That's enough, hurry up and eat, aren't you all hungry?"
After stopping her husband, her gaze fell on Han Xiayang's face, which was full of grievance. Her tone was much gentler than before, "Xiayang, if you need any help, just let me know. My words still matter to Meng Qi."
As soon as Han Xiangyang heard this, he immediately felt like hugging her leg. After all, his girlfriend not only listened to her, but practically obeyed her every word. Although he didn't want to admit it, that was the reality.
He nodded vigorously on the spot, eyes brimming with gratitude, "Nannan, thank you, thank you so much. With your help, Meng Qi will definitely be willing to marry me. It's settled then! My future happiness is in your hands now."
It seemed that the pressure on her had instantly doubled. If Meng Qi refused to marry him, would it then be her fault? It seemed like this was something that could only succeed, not fail.
