Qiao Lian was sound asleep and her breathing even—sleeping like she didn't have a care in the world.
Shen Liangchuan took a glance at her and suddenly reached out for the cell phone to reply to Sun Linan's message:
[Getting you to compliment me as the grandchild?]
Sun Linan immediately responded:
[Hahaha, Xiao Lian, you've developed a sense of humour after all these years?]
"Was he being humorous?" thought Shen Liangchuan. He was obviously being sarcastic.
Sun Linan continued firing messages, chatting:
[Lian Lian, why do you take so long to reply? What are you doing?]
What else could she be doing?
Shen Liangchuan replied:
[Sleeping]
And he wasn't lying either.
Sun Linan continued:
[What? So early! You used to be a night owl!]
What night owl? Qiao Lian had always gone to bed early as far back as when he first knew her.
Shen Liangchuan refrained from responding.
