Po Xiaoyan raised an eyebrow and smiled as she looked at the ring on her hand. From the moment these two walked in, she immediately noticed the ring on Tianxing's hand.
This little rascal from her family moved quickly; just a few days out, and he had someone settled.
Changing words?
Noticing her gaze on her ring, Tianxing's cheeks instantly reddened under the teasing pressure of Po Xiaoyan's eyes.
Stammering, she spoke, "M-Mom."
"Yes." Po Xiaoyan responded, immediately grinning from ear to ear.
With her son's speed, it might not be long before she can hold a grandchild.
She pulled Tianxing towards her own bedroom, warmly saying, "I bought you some clothes and jewelry when I was out shopping a few days ago. Come and try them on."
Tianxing quickly turned to look at Yuntian, who was still busy in the living room.
Po Xiaoyan waved a hand, "Don't mind him; I've long wanted to deal with that little rascal myself."
