"No problem."
Jin Hengyuan agreed readily.
"When the time comes, I won't object to whatever arrangements you want at home. I only have one request."
"What?"
"Don't spoil Su Musheng anymore. Boys shouldn't be spoiled. In the future, at home, you can be the white face, and I'll be the black face. But if I'm too fierce with him, you can't help me, or else I'll be jealous ..."
Jin Hengyuan smiled and asked her to make a promise.
"Jealous?"
"Yes, jealous!"
"Did you grow up in a vinegar jar? First, you're jealous, and second, you're jealous?"
Su Jin squinted at him.
"If I'm not jealous, you should be the one who's anxious!" He smiled and blew on the soup.
At this moment, a call came in. It was from the phone he had placed on the coffee table.
He finished the last mouthful of soup and ran to answer the phone.
