After some coaxing, Meihui finally returned to normal and began to smile again. When Ye Jun teased her, she would blush and scold him, even though she couldn't hide her smile.
He knew she still needed some time to process everything, but she was trying. And that was enough.
"You're a lot closer than I thought," Song Liangxue said, crossing her legs, which gave glimpses of her milky thighs under her dress. She didn't seem to care much about being seen either.
"What can I say? I'm so handsome and clever that every woman instantly falls for me," Ye Jun sighed. "It's a burden, truly."
"You should stop your narcissism," Meihui snorted. "You aren't even that handsome."
"Now, now, you know that's not true," Song Liangxue quickly interrupted. "He is handsome. I wouldn't have my husband otherwise."
"You don't have to put him on such a high pedestal. He already flies too high," Meihui countered.
"Good! My husband deserves that status," Song Liangxue nodded in all seriousness.
