Ye nuanyang's eyes reddened. He grabbed one of his son's dolls and said, " but Yingluo's carefree temper hasn't changed. He smiles at women who throw flirtatious looks at him on the road. I really hate his temper.
rong yan sighed. ye nuanyang's life had been so good recently that he had forgotten what kind of life he had lived with feng nongtang for the past two to three years.
It was also possible that after the son was born, ye nuanyang was too confident and thought that she would not be afraid of anything now that she had a son.
"Let me ask you something. Do you think that your life now is more difficult than the two years you were married?" Rong Yan asked her.
Ye nuanyang was instantly stumped by her question. "I'm Yingying!"
