Lu Mian sat quietly on the sofa, flipping through a magazine absent-mindedly.
From the direction of the corridor came the voices of Xiao Huazun and Qi Zhen, their conversation reached her ears clearly.
The cold young girl's eyes, black and white, kept flickering.
She heard the middle-aged man mumbling:
"Honey, you no longer have to worry about not seeing our son settle down and build a career. Qimo and Mianmian saved you… I'm really happy!"
Xiao Huazun had been drinking, initially pulled outside by Qi Zhen for a walk, and they had just returned.
The middle-aged man being talkative after drinking didn't mind the occasion, continuing to speak on his own.
"In the future, we don't have to keep urging Qimo and Mianmian to get married, let the young couple decide whenever they want to register!" Xiao Huazun chuckled, "Honey, if you're willing… let's have another daughter… you like daughters, right? Let's have one ourselves!"
