Yue Yiming crouched down to pick up oranges, saying, "If we can't be in-laws, then Yanyan will have to be my young lady. After all, we're such good brothers who've shared everything; naturally, your daughter is my daughter."
Han Jingchen rolled his eyes at Yue Yiming: "You wish. Go home and sleep; you can dream about anything there."
Yue Yiming was really taken with the idea; he genuinely liked the girl Xinyan: "Wouldn't it be nice for her to have more godparents to dote on her, and three more godbrothers to protect her?"
Han Jingchen picked up the bag: "Stop scheming about my young lady, hurry up and leave."
As he spoke, he shoved a few oranges into Yue Yiming's hand, intending to push him out.
But Yue Yiming's keen eye noticed there were two paper packages in the bag and sneakily sniffed them: "Hey, that's not right; you're being stingy."
