"Yu Longting, Dumpling seems particularly happy that we're getting married." I looked up at Yu Longting.
Yu Longting looked at me intently, "I'm even happier."
Even if I were more oblivious, I would still understand the special meaning in his gaze.
My cheeks flushed slightly, I cleared my throat, and asked Beichen, "Why haven't I seen my mother-in-law?"
Before Beichen could answer, Yu Longting looked at the not too distant place, "Isn't she coming?"
Two people stood in front of the black business car, one with a slightly raised chin full of arrogance.
The other one was timid, trembling thinly.
"Do you still not understand the rules? When speaking to me, what should you address yourself as? Don't you know?" Qing Li lifted her chin beautifully, took off her sunglasses, and walked towards us.
Following Qing Li was a timid woman in tattered clothes, "Understood, I understand, from now on... I... no, this servant will... refer to herself like this."
