Yunduo brought out the soup, placed it on the table, and instinctively pinched her ear: "Xiaren, my soup is ready, come quickly and have some to warm your stomach."
Annie stood up, she was curious since Yunduo was cooking for the first time.
Qiao Xiaren couldn't chat with him for long, so she quickly pressed her phone and said, "We'll talk tomorrow, I have someone here now, I'll hang up first."
"Alright, rest early."
As soon as Si Limo put down the phone, he almost bumped into a certain madam who was eavesdropping behind him.
He frowned slightly: "Mom, what are you doing?"
Upon being caught, Mrs. Si justified herself: "Of course I'm here to listen to my daughter-in-law. Limo, stop dragging it out, if you don't propose soon, my hair will turn gray."
"The only proposal in one's life naturally can't be rushed, so it must be careful." Si Limo explained lightly, a smile unconsciously curling at the corner of his lips.
