But Ni Yang wasn't in a hurry, there were no electronic devices to pass the time in this era, and going back too early wouldn't matter anyway. Plus, sitting in the car and looking at the snow outside felt particularly romantic.
"By the way, Yangyang, have we recognized our second sister?" Mo Qishen asked.
"Not yet," Ni Yang shook her head and continued, "The day before yesterday, my parents and both grandparents went to the Wu Family's place, but Yanyun is very resistant to this matter. She's unwilling to acknowledge us. I plan to find a time to talk with her."
Mo Qishen kept his gaze fixed ahead, as if the result didn't surprise him.
"If we really can't recognize her, then let's not," Mo Qishen went on, "Some people just like to exaggerate everything. They never understand what 'contentment' means."
Ni Yang, as the elder sister, had already done enough. She didn't owe Wu Yanyun anything.
More importantly, Mo Qishen didn't have a very high opinion of Wu Yanyun.
