"You say I am the future head of the family, so you have to listen to me." Ye Weining said confidently, without a hint of guilt.
Bai Youyuan knew he couldn't be hard, so he softened his approach: "Ah Ning, actually my health is not good... cough cough..." He patted his chest, appearing even weaker, "Can you bear to let me work myself to death? I haven't even gotten married yet..."
"Work doesn't affect marriage." Ye Weining replied, "My dad works much harder than you."
Bai Youyuan felt like his heart had been pierced by an arrow.
This little fox won't bend to hard or soft tactics, and is resistant to both oil and salt! Tougher than Bai Xiao.
"Grand Uncle, since you're old, just let marriage take its course! I'm leaving." Ye Weining took the clothes she bought yesterday and left.
Bai Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Forget it, let her go, she can't be kept."
