"Mom, you're too prepared for unexpected situations."
Shan Mingxu frowned, listening to Yin Shihua's repetitive words with a lack of patience.
"Say what you like, but your dad and I are very fond of Ye Han."
Shan Mingxu rolled his eyes towards the ceiling.
"Just try getting along with Ye Han. Didn't that girl just speak so sincerely? And you, as a grown man, made the girl feel so awkward—"
"A grown man should be straightforward like me, calling a spade a spade!"
"Are you being stubborn again?"
"..."
Shan Mingxu turned his face away.
"Change your clothes and come down quickly. That's settled."
Yin Shihua had made it clear in both kind and harsh words, but Shan Mingxu still mumbled on, leaving the mother without much patience.
"Tyranny..."
As Yin Shihua was about to leave the room, she heard Shan Mingxu grumble this, glared at his back, and still went downstairs.
Shan Mingxu, unbuttoning his military uniform, was mumbling complaints...
The door opened again,
