Happiness came so unexpectedly.
Mr. He racked his brains for a bunch of reasons on how to coax his wife, and in the end, it was all because of the registration of that brat, Qin Shuang, that she agreed without any hesitation.
It was quite...surprising.
But surprising as it was, Mr. He still breathed a deep sigh of relief that he had achieved his goal in such a roundabout way.
It was just that his mood was slightly, ever so slightly, complex.
His wife's favorite was still that little brat.
Mr. He felt a little bit jealous.
"By the way, you just asked me what I wanted to do recently, what were you getting at?" Qin Shuang looked at Mr. He, stunned, and brought up the topic they had touched on earlier.
Mr. He: "…Aunt Jiang called while you were in the shower."
"Ah? My mom called?" Only then did Qin Shuang hastily get up and walk to the foyer to fish out her phone from her bag, indeed finding a missed call from Jiang Wanling and a WeChat message.
