Qin Yin gritted her teeth, "You little brat, what are you talking about? Mommy means this car is too valuable, not that mommy isn't valuable enough, okay?"
"Oh, then make it clear. If you don't say it, how would I know what you mean?" Nianzhi wrinkled his little nose and said.
Qin Yin rubbed her forehead.
"But, mommy, I know who to sell you to, so we can buy this kind of car." Nianzhi giggled mischievously, reached out his little hand to pat the driver's seat, and said, "Uncle, do you know?"
"Hmm." Nan Sichen glanced at Qin Yin and Nianzhi through the rearview mirror, nodding slightly.
Qin Yin cleared her throat and scolded Nianzhi, "You're so ungrateful. I gave birth to you and raised you, and now you want to sell me."
"Mommy, I'm just doing this for your own good, who says no man dares to want you." Nianzhi said in his crisp voice.
"Who says no man dares to want me?" Qin Yin glared at Nianzhi.
