Zhan Mengxi sighed, "Son, if you could really bring her back, I wouldn't worry so much."
"Mom, don't worry. Sooner or later, you'll have a daughter-in-law and grandchildren."
Zhan Mengxi pursed her lips, "Sounds nice, but I'm afraid I'll be in my grave while you're still single! Son, let me tell you, Yao Ying is really nice. If you miss this chance, there won't be another..."
"Mom, I have someone I like."
"Ah! Son, what did you say!?"
"..."
"Haha... My big ice block of a son has someone he likes!" Zhan Mengxi suddenly thought of Yao Ying, who was staying in the next room, and quickly covered her mouth.
Leng Yuebai shook his head helplessly.
"Brother Yuebai, you big liar! Didn't you say you wouldn't bother us? I was just about to take a shower when you dragged me out." Sang Yu's voice came from outside the door, and after complaining, she angrily kicked the door.
