Jiang Chen declared generously.
Although Xue Yali didn't hear the answer she wanted, she was worldly enough not to nag for more, "Brother-in-law, that's what you said, don't go back on your word."
Your sister knows that I never draft my words... no, that I never speak carelessly."
Li Shuru couldn't help but laugh.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Brother-in-law, you can't become a monk. What would my sister do if you did? Wouldn't she be a living widow? You don't know, these days she sleeps hugging me, calling out your name."
Jiang Chen glanced at Li Shuru.
Li Shuru's cheeks were already flushing as she exerted her sisterly authority and scolded, "Keep talking nonsense and I'll send you back to New York immediately."
"I was wrong."
Xue Yali immediately backed down.
Seeing Jiang Chen looking at her, Li Shuru said, "She's making it all up."
Jiang Chen sighed.
"So, it was made up. I thought you really missed me that much, alas."
Xue Yali snickered.
