Liu Qingsong looked at Ruoruo with a smile, "Be good, come and kiss uncle."
Ruoruo smiled at him and then turned her head to bury her face in Ran Yan's chest.
"Heartless little fellow," Liu Qingsong said with a hurt expression.
Xiao Song also came out of the house and continued the earlier conversation, "Qingsong, which ear of yours heard your ninth sister-in-law giving you a low rating? It's clearly your wife who has an even lower opinion of you."
"Haha," Liu Qingsong laughed, "That's what you don't understand. She's so good at calculating losses and gains, why would she promote how she benefits externally?"
Ran Yun rolled her eyes, too lazy to bother with him.
Ran Yan looked at Xiao Song and pursed her lips in a smile, meaning: I finally know where your narcissism comes from.
