"And then?"
Long Chengyu raised an eyebrow, looking at her.
"And then Mom said she would go too... You know, I'm a bit..."
Shu Yimo paused there, a flicker in her eyes, and Long Chengyu immediately understood.
"She can't eat you, can she? Aren't you supposed to be quite brave?"
Long Chengyu watched her with a meaningful look, a rarity to see her afraid. However, this was a good sign; if she didn't care about their relationship with his family, he would be the one to worry.
"I'll accompany you there."
After a long while, he responded with that.
Upon hearing this, Lady Yimo's eyes instantly brightened. She quickly turned his face towards her, tiptoed, and her soft, indifferent lips kissed him. Whispering in his ear, she said, "President Long, don't you feel that we're getting more in sync? I can read you with just a hint. If I train you well, you'll definitely make an excellent husband, always dutiful."
