"So, Aunt Yi Lan is really be getting married to Uncle Cutie?" The little girl asked as she bit on her sandwich while alternating her eyes to the two people sitting in front of her. The little's voice was that of amazement as if she was still not able to believe that piece of news.
And hearing her tone like that, Li Xue couldn't help but control a chuckle inside. Feng Yi Lan felt weird as well, so she turned to look at her friend. But when she saw her suppressing laughter, she laughed awkwardly, turning back to look at the little one.
"Haha … why, little chipmunk? Don't you find Uncle Cutie suitable for me? If not, we can always change." She said while looking at the man on her side with judgmental eyes.
When Qi Shuai heard her suggestion, his movements with the fork and spoon paused as he turned to look at the woman with a confused gaze. Now, what does that mean? Not suitable for her? How could that be?
