Mr. Yao recalled the time when he visited her hometown, and she asked him a question.
"Do you want to know the Yao Family's ancestral home so much because you truly want to become a part of the Yao Family?"
Shen Jiayin never thought her husband would suddenly turn the table on her like this.
Meeting his smiling gaze, she lowered her head, leaving just a small hint of blush, and said, "Haven't I married into the Yao Family?"
If the Shen Family heard this, Shen Jiayin would be quite embarrassed.
No wonder the ancients always said, daughters are like water that's been poured out.
But clearly, after forming a new family, she is considered part of the Yao Family, and he has also become part of the Shen Family.
"Do you dare say you're not our family's son-in-law?"
The girl puffed her cheeks and boldly questioned her husband.
Mr. Yao was taken aback.
"You've been to my hometown several times, aren't you more eager than me to become a part of the Shen Family."
